MTL - At the Beginning, Kidnap the Heroine and Choose the Villain of Destiny-Chapter 321

It's not a problem to deal with these minions.

"I'm lying in a trough... This... I'm not dazzled, right?"

A group of people watched this scene in horror.

That's a real iron rod.

A stick goes down, smashing stones will not leave the slightest trace.

At this moment, he was actually bent by a punch.

How do you look at it, do you feel like this is a dream?

It was said that Luo Tian smashed the iron rod with one punch, and then swept across with one leg.

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He directly kicked the young master a few meters away.

Liu Weipeng's pupils shrank sharply, and a thought came to his mind.

- Ancient warriors.

Seems to be an expert.

Just a moment!

He recovered.

He is also an ancient warrior.

It has still reached the peak level.

Replace it with him.

It can do the same thing, I don't care about it.

"You are also an ancient warrior? Interesting, let me see how strong you are."

Liu Weipeng sneered.

Involuntarily, a punch slammed into Luo Tian's face, faintly heard, and the sound of breaking wind whistled.

Luo Tian raised his eyelids.

This turned out to be an ancient warrior.

Although this punch is not worth mentioning in his opinion.

But due to the identity of the other party.

His clenched fist loosened slightly.

When the opponent's fist was about to approach, his body twisted and evaded.

Liu Weipeng did not stop, and pursued the victory relentlessly.

"enough."

After a dozen rounds.

Luo Tian stretched out his hand to hold Liu Weipeng's fist, his eyes flickering with cold light.

He was no longer in the mood to play with this group of people.

With his fist in his hand, Liu Weipeng twitched his hand fiercely, still not moving.

His eyes just happened to see Luo Tian's flickering eyes, and his heart froze immediately.

But then it turned into anger.

Who is he?

He is a dignified ancient martial artist.

I was actually afraid of a guy who came out of nowhere.

Not to mention the group of brothers behind him watching.

If so afraid of each other.

Then should he still hang out at school?

Seeing that the right fist could not break free from Luo Tian's hand, the left fist slammed out.

This fist smashed hard at Luo Tian's temple, and it seemed that he was going to kill him.

Luo Tian's expression turned cold, his eyes burst with cold light, and he threw a fist to meet the flying fist.

"Crack-" "Crack-" "Crack-"......

With the sound of a bone crack, Liu Weipeng's face was distorted, showing pain.

But he was stubborn and didn't say a word.

A group of people watched Liu Weipeng being restrained.

Hear the clear sound of bone cracking.

Shocked beyond words.

They all know how powerful Liu Weipeng is.

But it is such a powerful existence that he is no match for that guy.

There was not a long silence, and bursts of clamor broke out.

A dozen people charged towards Luo Tian with sticks.

The war is about to break out...  

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in the vice-principal's office.

A handsome figure stood in front of the window.

From this angle, you can just see what is happening on the back mountain.

now--

Vice-principal Li Kun had a smile on his face.

It's just that smile, no matter how you look at it, it's a little flattering.

At this moment, he was putting on the soaked red robe, bowed and handed it to a young gentleman.

Li Kunneng became the Vice-Chancellor of Kowloon University.

There is no need to say much about his ability, and there is no lack of background behind him.

Otherwise, there will be more capable people in the Education Bureau.

How did you choose?

And the person behind Li Kun is the Su family......

Chapter 177

Su Hao retracted his gaze, smiled slightly, and took a sip from the teacup.

Bitter in the mouth, then sweet and mellow.

Bitter and sweet.

Isn't life like this?

No wonder some people always say: tea is life.

"It tastes good, I came here today, didn't I disturb Uncle Li?"

Su Hao shook the teacup and asked with a light smile.

"What did the son say, it's too late for me to welcome the son..."

Li Kun quickly shook his head.

"Really.........."

With a smile on his face, Su Hao continued:

"I'm here to find you, it's nothing, it's just that there is a new teacher in my class who can't open eyes..."

heard-

Li Kun was stunned.

An eye-opening teacher?

Could it be that any teacher in the school provoked this little ancestor?

So, with anger flashing in his eyes, he patted his chest and said:

"There is such a thing, don't worry, son, I will fire him now......"

As the vice-principal, it's no problem to fire a teacher.

"There is no need to fire..."

Su Hao waved his hand, he hasn't had enough, how can he just let Luo Tian go?

"Um?"

Li Kun was stunned, and immediately rolled his eyes.

"Young Master told me what to do, I'll do it..."

"There's no need to fire him for the time being, but...you can't let him live too casually, you have to find something for him..."

Su Hao has a smile on his face, which is like a spring breeze.

"Understood, don't worry, son, I promise to find trouble with him every day..."

Li Kun nodded and said yes, but his heart was stunned, this young master was too cruel.

This is to keep the other party in the school, but also to keep him from staying.

I couldn't help but mourned for which guy for three seconds.

At the same time, he warned himself.

If you offend anyone, don't offend the Lord in front of you.

Su Hao's face is handsome and beautiful.

But his means are not as perfect as his appearance... 26.........

"It's not necessary, do you see it there?"

Su Hao shook his head and looked out the window.

As far as I can see, it is the fallen son and buddy.

heard-

Li Kun came to Su Hao's side.

Follow the line of sight.

I saw a group of sons and brothers fighting again.

Li Kun couldn't help but have some doubts.

Isn't this group of sons fighting every three days?

What's worth noting?

For this group of sons, the school did not dare to do anything to them because of their status.

A few words of warning at most.

But they are used to their coquettish voices, where can they hear them?

Over time-