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The surrounding audience also opened their mouths wide, staring unblinkingly at the scene in front of them …

Seeing Zhang Jiayang dodge the crowd's attacks with ease like a loach, Lee Miaoke could not help but recall the scene of Zhang Jiayang and Wen Wan battling earlier.

Although Zhang Jiayang didn't seem to have any explosive power, to say that he didn't know any martial arts, he seemed to be able to predict the opponent's next move!

Although his movements were ugly, they were extremely effective!

Roughly ten minutes passed and the battle was still not over. However, Zhang Jiayang was still as calm as before. On the other hand, the few people who attacked him were breathing heavily from exhaustion.

Zhang Jiayang knew that the time to retaliate had come.

His body was like a flexible fish, his fist sometimes smashed onto the big man's abdomen, sometimes it landed on the chin of another big man, his shoulder also went up, ruthlessly sending the man who wanted to grab him flying, his raised foot directly kicked the crotch of the last big man, and everyone followed suit.

After a round, when Zhang Jiayang rushed out of the encirclement, the few men were sprawled on the ground wailing in less than two minutes.

The black-clothed man got up from the ground with his eyes wide open as he looked at Zhang Jiayang in disbelief:

Just as the two remaining men were about to charge over, Zhang Jiayang turned around and swept a cold gaze over them. The two of them froze on the spot, not daring to move forward.

The big man looked at his brother who was lying on the ground. He never thought that this seemingly weak kid would be able to last this long!

From start to finish, they didn't even touch Zhang Jiayang's sleeves.

The big man couldn't swallow his anger, but looking at Zhang Jiayang's relaxed appearance, he didn't dare to attack so easily. He clenched his teeth and said: "Brat, you are ruthless. Let's go!"

After saying this, the big man and his two brothers helped the four of them up and stumbled away.

Watching the few of them walk away, Zhang Jiayang rubbed his hands. He didn't know why, at the beginning, he only had the image of how to dodge the attacks, but he suddenly saw through their flaws. It must be because he was too excited and his attacks were a bit heavy, causing him to feel pain on his wrists.

"Professor Ding, you're so awesome!"

Bai Xueqi reacted first and jumped in front of Zhang Jiayang. She held Zhang Jiayang's hand excitedly and said with a smile.

When the others heard Bai Xueqi's voice, they recovered from their daze and expressed their shock in unison.

"That's right, I didn't expect Professor Ding to be so skilled!"

"Professor Ding, have you practiced kung fu before?"

"What kind of martial arts is this!?" "This is called the martial arts of the country!" This teacher probably read a lot of novels.

The other teachers also gathered around, asking if there was anything wrong with Zhang Jiayang. Some of them came over to thank Zhang Jiayang for his help, while the other two teachers went to help Mu Zhiming.

When Mu Zhiming was helped over, his face turned green and purple. He was supported by two male teachers and looked at Zhang Jiayang who was standing around the crowd. He said word by word while gritting his teeth, "Zhang Jiayang, thank you."

Zhang Jiayang glanced at the furious Mu Zhiming, then glanced at Lee Miaoke who turned around and left. He patted Mu Zhiming on the shoulder, saw Mu Zhiming took a deep breath and patted him hard twice before saying, "We are old classmates, why are you being so polite? "Besides, if you get broken, who's going to wash my underwear!"

Mu Zhiming endured the pain in his shoulder and laughed dryly twice. He reached out his arms to hug Zhang Jiayang and whispered in his ear, "Don't be too proud. You're lucky this time around!"

"Hehe, hurry up and go take a look at your good brothers." Zhang Jiayang also whispered into Mu Zhiming's ear.

"You!"

When Mu Zhiming heard Zhang Jiayang's words, he widened his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face!

"What the hell are you doing? Are you okay? " Lee Miaoke turned her gaze to Mu Zhiming and frowned as she asked.

"Principal, I'm fine, I got beaten up a few times for you, so what's wrong?" Mu Zhiming replied to Lee Miaoke with a smile.

He didn't forget to show his' greatness' in his speech.

"I didn't talk to you, Zhang Jiayang. Are you alright?" Lee Miaoke, on the other hand, directly passed by Mu Zhiming and asked Zhang Jiayang.

"Hur hur, thank you for the principal's concern. I'm fine." Zhang Jiayang pushed Mu Zhiming away and said while laughing. Zhang Jiayang could feel the rage soaring in Mu Zhiming.

The moment he finished, his phone rang. Zhang Jiayang walked out of the crowd and took out his phone. The caller ID showed that it was Heizi.

"Alright, it's alright now. Everyone, let's leave." Lee Miaoke also motioned for everyone to leave. Just like that, what seemed like an ordinary farce was over.

Mu Zhiming looked at Lee Miaoke who had also walked away. He hated her so much that his teeth itched. The once good chance to impress Lee Miaoke had been destroyed by Zhang Jiayang just like that!

"Zhang Jiayang, I'll make you beg for death!" Mu Zhiming gritted his teeth and said.

… ….

"Hello, Heizi?" Zhang Jiayang coughed lightly and put the phone to his ear.

Zhang Jiayang was a bit nervous. He didn't have the nerve to tell Sanzi and the others about him being a security guard. Now that Sanzi called him, he didn't know how to tell Sanzi and the others.

"Zhang Jiayang, how was your job at school? That grandson Mu Zhiming, he didn't come here to cause you any trouble, did he?" Sanzi's rough voice came from the receiver, causing Zhang Jiayang to dig in his ears.

"Ah, me." Zhang Jiayang considered whether he should tell the whole thing to Sanzi now.

"Alright, I knew you would succeed. Come to my place for dinner tonight. Your sister-in-law will cook for you personally!"

Zhang Jiayang's explanation was interrupted by Sanzi. Obviously, Zhang Jiayang's hesitation made Sanzi directly misunderstand.

"Sanzi, actually, I didn't become a teacher, but a security guard. But don't worry, the salary of this security guard is several times higher than being a teacher."

Zhang Jiayang told Sanzi the whole story in one go.

"What!?" How could this be! Tell me honestly, is it because of that grandson, Mu Zhiming! F * ck, I've long seen that grandson in a bad mood! I will use my blade to chop off his me! " When Sanzi heard Zhang Jiayang's words, his violent temper immediately flared up.

"No, this matter is a bit complicated, but from the looks of it, being a security guard is pretty good. First, the salary is already very generous, I still have things to do, so I won't tell you. You and sister-in-law should eat properly at home. "

In one breath, Zhang Jiayang finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Zhang Jiayang did this because he was afraid …

The moment Sanzi went up, he really brought his saber to fight Mu Zhiming with his life on the line.

"Professor Ding!" Zhang Jiayang was stunned when he heard Bai Xueqi's voice. He turned around and saw Bai Xueqi blushing as she stood behind him.

"Ms. Bai, actually, I didn't apply to be a teacher, I just became a security guard." After all, in the knowledge of many people, what future did a mere security guard have?

"I know, but you still have to work here. Also, I want to congratulate you." Bai Xueqi interrupted Zhang Jiayang and said with a smile.

Zhang Jiayang had originally thought that Bai Xueqi would look down on him, but it turned out that Bai Xueqi had confirmed his words. His self-confidence instantly swelled up.

"Ms. Bai, the principal is looking for you. He wants you to go to the principal's office!"

Zhang Jiayang was about to confess, but was interrupted by the fat director.

"Then I'll go first. "See you later."

Bai Xueqi greeted Zhang Jiayang and left.

Zhang Jiayang couldn't help but recall Lee Miaoke's figure as he watched Bai Xueqi's leaving figure.

Damn it, why did I think of this woman now!

Zhang Jiayang was shocked. A bad idea suddenly popped up in his mind, but it was immediately tossed out of his mind.

What a joke! It was impossible, even if he liked her, he would only like a woman like Bai Xueqi, a valiant woman like Lee Miaoke who he was not interested in!

Right! Not interested!

Zhang Jiayang reminded himself again and again. Zhang Jiayang looked at the time and it was almost the scheduled time to get off work. He returned to the security room and explained the work to Mao Xing.

Zhang Jiayang dragged his lazy body back to the rented apartment.

Zhang Jiayang was very tired after this day.

Zhang Jiayang was lying on his bed, deep in thought about the superpower. It looked like the "Treasure Mirror of Prophecy" had given him a prediction of the unknown, but it had been a bit lacking in trying to predict what would happen in the future.

Zhang Jiayang actually had already tried to feel the result of the hex, but to his disappointment, there was no reaction.

Could it be that 'Prophecy Treasure Mirror of Prophecy' could only stay at this stage? Or could it be that in the future, he would be like those martial arts cultivators in the movies, only at the first or second level, and he would have the opportunity to advance in the future?

But now, no one could answer Zhang Jiayang's questions. Zhang Jiayang was actually very satisfied with his current ability.

Just as Zhang Jiayang was about to fall asleep, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Just as she pressed the answer button, Lee Miaoke's cold voice rang out, "Where are you?"

"I sleep at home. Where else can I sleep? "Yes." Zhang Jiayang answered lazily. In the end, he didn't forget to yawn.

"Return to school immediately." Lee Miaoke hung up the phone immediately.

"Are you kidding?! I'm already off work! "Not going!" Zhang Jiayang was covered in cold sweat after hearing Lee Miaoke's words. He yelled at Lee Miaoke and was about to hang up.

"Have you forgotten the contract you signed with me?" Lee Miaoke's threatening voice was heard.

F * ck!

Zhang Jiayang directly jumped up from the bed.

"I'll be right over!" After Zhang Jiayang said this, he hung up and went out the door again. Zhang Jiayang thought that it would always be a tough life in the future, so he felt extremely sour in his heart.

"Dong, dong, dong!" Zhang Jiayang knocked on the door of Lee Miaoke's office.

"Come in!"

Lee Miaoke's voice sounded.

"I say, do you really want to torture me to death? What are you doing now?" Zhang Jiayang yawned and sat on the chair opposite Lee Miaoke.

At this moment, Lee Miaoke had her head down, as if she was drafting a script. Obviously, Lee Miaoke already knew that the person who came was Zhang Jiayang.

"Do you know the Sky Tyrant Society?" Lee Miaoke put down the pen in her hand, raised her head and asked Zhang Jiayang.

"Sky Tyrant Society? "Oh, I remember now. I heard it was an organization organized by a group of wealthy and influential students in the school." Zhang Jiayang thought about it for a moment and recalled it.

"So what if it's the Sky Tyrant Society? They couldn't be thinking of rebelling, right? This tea tastes pretty good. " As Zhang Jiayang spoke, he picked up the cup of tea beside Lee Miaoke and started drinking.

At this moment, Zhang Jiayang seemed to have completely forgotten about Lee Miaoke's identity.

"You!" Lee Miaoke's face flushed red as she watched Zhang Jiayang drink the tea that she had just drunk. She was speechless for a long time.

"Speak." "You brought me here so late at night, could it be that you just want to see me?" As Zhang Jiayang spoke, he took another sip. Lee Miaoke gritted her teeth in anger …