Nanqin Chapter 43: He is back

　　 "This man is such a lunatic!" At the entrance of the college, a student whispered.

　　 "This nursing home is rarely seen, why didn't you stop it today?"

　　 Some students looked at the nursing home and had questions.

　　 You should know that in general, there are guards in front of a school, not a nursing home. The gap between the two is quite large.

　　The Nursing Institute is rarely seen by anyone, but if something major happens in the school, the Nursing Institute will be seen, and they have unimaginable privileges.

　　 There are only four people in these nursing homes. If you don't deliberately observe them, you can't feel the presence of them.

　　 One of them is the dark shadow that appeared next to Dean Qian. His face is ordinary, but his face is full of vicissitudes. He is only about 30 years old, and he looks up at the attic , I saw Dean Qian shook his head.

　　 The eyes of the other three people looked at the scene where Zhang Nanqin beat Huang Yuanping. Although there was no expression on the face, if you look at their eyes carefully, it is very contagious. It seems that they are cheering and beating well. The wonderful...

　　 Huang Yuanping feels his breathing is getting faster and faster, watching the blood flowing out of his hands, death is so close to him, his eyes are trembling when he sees Zhang Nanqin's colorless eyes.

　　 He feels that he has provoke a madman. The previous arrogant gestures have completely disappeared, and everything is based on living. He saw the bright yellow armor at the entrance of the academy, and immediately turned over with a trembling body, kneeling on the ground in that posture, and he yelled with difficulty: "Guardian! Why don't anyone commit an attack here?!"

　　 This hoarse voice is desperate and hostile, but it is penetrating.

　　 Zhang Nanqin's mouth showed abusive expression after hearing this: "Where did the previous confidence go?"

　　 "The Nursing House! Save me!" Now for Huang Yuanping, the only thing that can save him is the Nursing House.

　　Zhang Nanqin said: "The nursing home?! He dare! They moved, and the little master demolished this academy!" Then his eyes suddenly looked at the four people at the gate of the academy, and those eyes made their hearts feel trembling.

　　 And the students in the university seemed to feel something, one by one was shocked.

　　 "My God...I..."

　　"Really crazy!"

　　"Have you eaten the courage of heaven?"

　　The students sucked in the ups and downs between each other. The key is that they looked at the nursing house, and the nursing house that usually made them frightened did not move, but stood there motionless.

　　Zhang Nanqin swept in front of the four of them and looked up at the chief Qian in the attic. The two looked at each other, and then the cold breath on his body disappeared without a trace. In exchange, he was lazy. Yangyang, with a smile on his face: "Well, I'll make a joke with you, look at you like a bear."

　　 This sentence made everyone stunned, and many people cursed secretly in their hearts, but they were very curious about Zhang Nanqin’s courage and identity, so he dared to be so provocative in front of the school, and the nursing courtyard was actually indifferent. This caused the students. Curiosity.

　　 is not just the curiosity of students, but Huang Yuanping.

　　 After he heard Zhang Nanqin's words, he vomited out a mouthful of blood. Just when he wanted to speak, Zhang Nanqin kicked him on his stomach and vomited another mouthful of blood.

　　 After the blood was vomited, he felt his whole body relaxed, and even the dying pain disappeared. He trembled slightly on the ground and got up, looking at Zhang Nanqin’s eyes with fear meaning.

　　 No matter how stupid he is now, he understands that the person in front of him is not something he can provoke, and even the nursery dared not come, which made him look at the smiling Zhang Nanqin even more frightened.

　　 The first few breaths almost killed him, but now he is smiling, making his legs weak.

　　 Huang Yuanping didn’t dare to stay anymore. He felt that his back was already soaked. He glanced at the four nursing homes at the entrance of the college, and said to Zhang Nanqin: "The son taught that it’s okay for Huang to teach. The lesson is Yes, I hope the son can ignore the previous complaints."

　　He put his posture extremely low, and the others were already dumbfounded.

　　 They thought they could still see a rare battle, but it ended like this. Some expectant people shook their heads and looked disappointed, while those students who had been bullied by Huang Ting were secretly happy that someone could finally take care of him, even his father did not dare to disobey.

　　Zhang Nanqin did not speak, and the **** Monk Heming walked over with a limping body. He looked at Huang Yuanping with a sudden grin. The missing front teeth and the **** air on his body made Huang Yuanping involuntarily retreat. Two steps, while looking behind him, I saw that the two people didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

　　 "I hope my son will forgive me." Huang Yuanping bowed.

　　Zhang Nanqin said: "No matter if you are not convinced in your heart, I just want to remind you, don't mix up everything, maybe it will be ruined."

　　 Huang Yuanping was originally a man with all facets in the temple, and his mind was very active. Now that he heard Zhang Nanqin's words, he immediately reacted. He looked at Huang Ting who was in a coma next to him, and wanted to kick him to death.

　　 At the same time, Huang Yuanping was also frightened, and it was a disaster. It was a great disaster. He then thought that Zhang Nanqin was just a look at the entrance of the academy, and those nursing homes did not dare to move ~ IndoMTL.com~ can see that his identity is not simple. And Huang Yuanping knows the virtues of his son very well.

　　 usually bullies and dominates the market, female students play, he opens one eye and closes one eye, but he did not expect that Huang Ting kicked the iron plate, and he can hear from Zhang Nanqin’s words that this is someone who used Huang Ting , Thinking of this, he became more and more afraid.

　　 At this time, he has a faint yellow halo, sound transmission stone. He didn't take it out, but worked and rested again, kicking the little boy aside to wake up, and then got into the carriage with Huang Ting on his back and left here.

　　 As for the two quacks, he didn't even look at them.

　　 "How?" Zhang Nanqin didn't care about the gaze around him, but looked at the monk Heming beside him.

　　"This blood belongs to the two quacks." Monk Heming wiped his hands and smiled.

　　 "You are bald, I really suspect that you are fake." Zhang Nanqin jumped into the carriage after speaking, pulling the reins in his hand.

　　 "Buddha day, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If you want to become a Buddha, you must first know what a demon is. You can pick it up and put it down, then you can put down the butcher knife and stand on the ground to become a Buddha." Monk Heming put his hands together Answer seriously.

　　 Zhang Nanqin's eyes flashed with surprise. This was the first time he saw Monk Heming bowing to himself.

　　 "Come on, you are covered in blood, which is not convenient." After Zhang Nanqin finished speaking, Monk Heming was not hypocritical, and went straight into the carriage.

　　Zhang Nanqin never looked back at the academy, and the four nurses standing at the door were full of memories and excitement in their eyes when they saw this scene.

　　 "The legend is still a legend."

　　"The character has never changed."

　　 "He is back."

　　The nursing house mumbled with a voice that they could only hear, and the vicissitudes of the nursing house was murmured: "He, he is back."