Zhang Xingming didn't say anything, and rushed to the side of the Double Blade in a few steps. The guy looked fierce and slashed Zhang Xingming with his left hand, but it was just a terrifying intention. He still ran towards Teacher Cui, who was still lying on the ground, and his right hand knife had already raised.

Zhang Xingming breathed a sigh of relief, and almost avoided the kitchen knife that he had gestured with his left hand, reached out and grabbed the sleeve of his clothes, pulled it hard to the side. The double swordsman staggered and almost fell down, shouting, "I'll fuck your mother." Then he rushed towards Zhang Xingming.

At this time, it was Zhang Xingming's home court, and he felt relieved. In fact, he was also relying on the thick clothes in winter. If Xia Tian caught this just now, he would have to consider it.

As the Double Blades adjusts balance, he has completely leaned over and punched his eyes. Then he shrinks his body back, lowers his upper body, twists his waist and swings his legs, and avoids the kitchen knife, his feet are drawn in an arc, and the soles of the shoes are directly on the Double Blades' face.

The kick was solid now. The double swordsman fell to the ground with his left kitchen knife and staggered back a few steps.

Zhang Xingming rushed over and grabbed his right hand holding the knife, his hands were joined together, and he wrapped them around a little, then twisted his right hand behind him, removed his knife, grabbed his right hand and lifted it up. The two swordsman roared and knelt on the ground.

Military boxing defeats the enemy with one move, and puts his hands in the blade, and then raises the killing step.

The students around cheered and shouted, and some clapped their applause.

Then students from all directions gathered and surrounded Zhang Xingming. Everyone was excited and exaggerated and loudly talking, and said loudly to those who had watched with their own eyes to those who had not seen behind them.

Zhang Xingming gasped with the right hand of the two swordsman. At this time, this guy still had the ability to resist and dared not relax.

Teacher Cui got up there with the support of several students. He fell hard just now, and his hands and face were scratched. At this time, blood oozed out, which looked a little scary.

He looked at his hands, spit out a few mouthfuls of bloody sand, twisted and broke away from the student who was helping him, and limped over.

"Which class is yours? Mom is so stupid." He yelled at Zhang Xingming.

Zhang Xingming glanced at him, took a deep breath, resisted the urge to kick him, ignored him, turned his head to look at the student beside him, and said, "Call me, who's going to find a rope or something."

Just as he was talking, the student beside him exclaimed, and he was suddenly pushed hard on his shoulder. In a hurry, he had to let go of the right hand of the double swordsman, take two steps to find balance, and turn his head to look over. Teacher Cui was looking at him fiercely: "Mom, who is the class you are from, can't you listen?"

Zhang Xingming rushed up his head with blood and shouted: "Are you sick?"

Teacher Cui wiped his face with the back of his hand, bared his teeth in pain, and saw blood all over his hands, and scolded hatefully: "My grass, your mother, little bibi, look at me? Look? Granny, you damn."

Zhang Xingming looked him up and down a few times, frowned and said, "Look at how you look like a teacher? Ah? A man, a teacher, gets into the pile of students when something happens, and uses students to block the knife. He is full of swearing words like spraying feces. Are you still a man?"

The students on the teaching building scattered one after another, and Principal Zhou and several male teachers walked over quickly.

Principal Zhou looked at the situation while walking, and he was obviously relieved.

He had just seen it clearly on it. A student from the grade of unknown origin rushed up and stopped two people. Then his head suddenly became big and he turned around and ran downstairs.

After seeing the situation, I was obviously under control. I chanted Amitabha a few times and walked over.

Teacher Cui has already rushed towards Zhang Xingming: "Who are you talking about if your mother is going to force you? I'll kill you, a pussy."

The boy next to him started to cheer: Oh...

"Squeeze him, why are you mom? I'm going to force the teacher?"

"What a fun thing to do if you do him or her?"

"Erming, let him go. He will do it first, let's get the certificate."

The whole scene is now that Zhang Xingming was standing there, the two swordsman was two meters away from him, kneeling on the ground and moving his right arm that was wounded. Teacher Cui cursed and walked towards Zhang Xingming, which was more than three meters away from Zhang Xingming and more than two meters away from the kneeling man.

Principal Zhou walked over from another direction, more than ten meters away from the three people.

Two kitchen knives, one fifty centimeters under Zhang Xingming's feet, and the other one was between Teacher Cui and the Double Blade.

Zhang Xingming glanced at the kitchen knife on the ground and looked at Teacher Cui who was walking towards him. He was very upset. He wondered if he had just knocked him down and calculated the ball. This was the first time he saw such a disgusting person.

All the male students next to them were coaxing them, and they were all calling Teacher Cui a man.

Most middle school students in Northeast China are not really afraid of teachers and do whatever they say, but as long as you don’t overdo it, they will definitely listen to you. This is a matter of identity, not a matter of courage.

Teacher Cui stared at Zhang Xingming, cursed and ran over, and was ready to hit him.

However, in just a flash, an accident suddenly arises.

The two swordsman kneeling on the ground suddenly struggled to stand up. His right arm was wounded by Zhang Xingming and could not use force. He hung beside him. On his left hand, a bright old army lit up.

In just a blink of an eye, the students next to them had not seen clearly what was going on, and their open mouths had not made any sound.

Teacher Cui's right hand was raised and he was about to slap Zhang Xingming in the face.

The two swordsman suddenly exerted his force and hit Teacher Cui. At this time, Teacher Cui had just walked past him, which was less than half a meter away.

Zhang Xingming stretched his right hand to his back, but it was too late, and this was something no one could have imagined.

This guy is not a double sword, but a three sword.

Nowadays, many gangsters like to slaughter the military sect at home.

When I went out, I hung the military spear and leather sheaths with a rope inside my clothes. In winter, I can't see the thick cotton jacket when I covered it with a thick cotton jacket.

When using it, just grab the knife with your backhand and pull it, the stent will be removed and pulled out.

Moreover, this thing is hung in the air on the back, without the direction restrictions of the left and right hands, and can be pulled out smoothly from any side.

The sound of the knife entering the flesh is quite special, a bit like the sound of piercing the drum skin, but it is still a little more dull.

Teacher Cui was stuck in his throat with a twitch, raised his hand in the air, and turned his head in disbelief to look at the Double Blade Man.

In front of the sharp military cold soldiers, the cotton jacket is like a layer of paper.

I just confirmed the kitchen knife, but I just turned a little flowered cotton jacket and was penetrated without any effect.

You should know that on the battlefield, the enemy's winter clothes are much thicker and stronger than those of ordinary people, but this is not a problem for the military spear. Its appearance is for penetration.
Chapter completed!