It was the second day that He Lan woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, the white and gray ceiling came into his eyes. When he looked around, he found that he was lying on his bed and had returned to the dormitory.

"Hiss~" Every time the mental power is exhausted, his mind will inevitably have a slight pain. He Lan couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub his head. When he just woke up, he didn't look very good.

"Hey! When someone wakes up, you can sleep and get up!"

He Lan heard Li Xiuya's voice before he could wake up. He shook his head and woke him up. When he saw the scene in front of him, his expression became even worse to some extent.

He saw that Le Long, who had been crushed by his mental power, appeared in the dormitory, and was tied to a chair by five flowers and could only make a whimper. Li Xiuya and Qian Zhixing sat aside. Le Long stared at He Lan with resentment after waking up, as if he was killing him with his eyes.

"You guys are..." He Lan's mind was blank for a moment, and he had no idea what to say. He was so shocked that he couldn't even point at Le Long. He stared at Qian Zhixing after He Lan woke up, and grabbed Le Long's head with one hand and explained the situation impatiently.

"After you suppressed this pussy, you still want to bring reinforcements. Not only do you want to mess with you, but also do you want to mess with Di Tian, ​​who was with you. This morning, Xiaoping and I caught me and I to help me learn a lesson. These materials are provided by other brothers. They have all been here, but now they are all out." Qian Zhixing pointed to Le Long's tools, all of which were tied up by his brothers, and he didn't have that heavy taste.

"This guy is very stubborn and is frozen into a popsicle by Sister Wu's field. He doesn't say who asked him to take the blame for the assassination of Jiji." Li Xiuya laughed, hooking his feet towards the chair tied to Le Long, and shaking it back and forth without causing him to land.

They all understand that Le Long took the blame on himself, so he must have something to do with the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Forget it, Xiuya, he himself may have found out who the person behind the murderer is, don't mention such a big deal."

The sound came from the window that was opened for the parrot's son. He Lan turned around and Deng Xiaoping, Ye Yun and Peng Qingfeng appeared on the windowsill. The three girls were lying on the windowsill looking at the boys' dormitory. The one who made the sound just now should be Deng Xiaoping.

"It seems that it's time to come back." Ye Yun murmured to He Lan who looked at them.

But what shocked He Lan was that Deng Xiaoping's words just now revealed their knowledge of Cheng Jiji's situation. At this time, he couldn't help looking back at Le Long, who was tied up in a big way. Could it be that this guy was spreading news casually and that he had already reached the situation they all knew?

Before He Lan could react, Deng Xiaoping jumped in from the windowsill and came to the dormitory neatly. As soon as he came in, he faced Le Long and pulled out the ball of paper stuffed in his mouth. Finally, he disliked the saliva above and hurriedly threw it out.

When Le Long saw Deng Xiaoping throwing the paper ball out, he thought that he could finally speak. Li Xiuya, whose feet hooked the chair next to him, suddenly loosened. He, who was originally like a tumbler, suddenly fell to the ground. The screams echoed throughout the dormitory.

"Oh!!!" Accompanied by the sound of the chair falling to the ground and his screams like a pig, the two made the dormitory particularly harsh.

After understanding what they did, they could not raise any sympathy when they heard the screams, and they felt the word "deserved".

"What good guys do you three catch me? If you have the ability, come and fight one by one! None of you can beat me!" He fell to the ground and was still unwilling to be outdone. It seemed that he was the most advantageous. The mortal practitioners who kidnapped him were all evil villains.

For those who like to express their ideas against the wind and try to create their own advantages in their hearts, their minds are so stubborn that they can no longer be changed with words. The only and best way is to act violently.

Deng Xiaoping kicked Le Long's stomach and hit the wall with a chair. He could hear some sound of bones breaking with a little care.

This was the violent woman he used to be back then. He Lan sighed in his heart on the bed, reminding him of the scene when he was chased by Deng Xiaoping and beaten up in the classroom.

Violence and strength have always been synonymous with Deng Xiaoping, but after traveling through time, she has spiritual power. Perhaps as she gets older, she rarely attacks like she used to be unreasonable, but this does not mean that her strength has weakened.

"You are the first to lead someone to snipe He Lan! You have the face to say, are you cheap?!"

After saying that, Deng Xiaoping grabbed Le Long's hair and pulled the person back, threw it on the ground just now, putting his hands on his hips, looking unsatisfied. The others were also sitting aside and staring at Le Long's miserable look.

"Section Chief, I said, don't let him go like this. This kind of guy will not stop if he doesn't beat him until he's afraid of it, otherwise he will fly around like a fly." Deng Xiaoping looked up at He Lan, knowing that this guy is not too tough to do things, but this kind of lenient, righteousness and kindness are fools in the eyes of many people.

He Lan nodded silently and watched them constantly strolling against Lelong, who was outputting against the wind, cursing even more fiercely than beating.

"You, a woman who is not a man or a woman, deserves to be a mortal practitioner. You have full talent. It's really God is blind to you."

"You lock me up here now. Now the military advisors have given up on you. When my people come, they will see what you do! Just you women break into the boys' dormitory building, it will be even more sinful. I'll see how the dormitory manager drives you out!" After being beaten, Le Long not only did not show any pain, but seemed to be even more fierce than before, and his mouth was so cruel.

Before Deng Xiaoping could not sit still, Qian Zhixing could not sit still, waved his hand to signal Deng Xiaoping to stop and squat in front of Le Long looking down at him, and slapped him unscrupulously on Le Long's face.

"I will first explain that I am not as good as the dog grandson on the bed. If you don't want to pay attention to you, the fly, will let you let yourself go. But I am not dealing with flies. Usually, I can solve the problem with a slap with a slap, and I will never use calorie water!" After that, Qian Zhixing slapped hard again. With his hot temper, he has already held back his fingers and arrows without using guns and arrows to penetrate through him.

"You haven't known for a year. The dormitory manager doesn't even care whether we die or not, and will he come to care about our sisters breaking in?"

"The military advisor doesn't matter what we have to do with you? You are just an outsider who follows the crowd and has the qualifications to discuss us?"

"You are not only quarrels, but also ignorant and annoying. You are afraid that you will not know about the fly in the world. I really slap you, the grandson of the turtle, to death!"

Qian Zhixing slapped hard almost after saying a word, and the slaps were louder and louder. The name of the powder barrel was not in vain.

"And your people? Are you sure they are not your sister's people? Your sister is a scammer. She is a bullshit Tianshan Snow Lotus. She can even stand up as a archway. She is really a talent. She is far from being as outstanding as our elder sister Wu." After Qian Zhixing said that, he stood up and directly used his thunder spirit power to light Lelong half dead, blocking the roaring desire he thought, until he fainted again.

At this point, Qian Zhixing kicked Le Long, who was half dead, and confirmed that he could not move, then turned around and looked at He Lan, who was silent, and roared angrily.

"Dog son! Are you still pretending to be dead? Since it's okay, get out!" He yelled while holding Lelong. According to what he knew, He Lan must have been fine for a long time now, just a lazy cancer attack.

He Lan was speechless for a moment, and could only walk out of bed with a wry smile. He really didn't expect that this time he was publicly executed. Although the brothers and sisters of the fourteen mortals are very irritable on weekdays, they are all superficial. They will still care about their brothers when they are bullied.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!