C50 Step on Brother Golden Dragon

"Hey, who are you? Who allowed you to enter our school!"

Just as everyone was stunned by Bao Jinlong's imposing manner, unknown PE teacher blew a whistle and walked towards Bao Jinlong.

This fellow had a beard, tattoos, and sunglasses. He looked like he wanted to write something crazy on his face. One look and one could tell that he was a gangster.

"I'm asking you a question. Who exactly are you? If you don't leave now, I'll call the police!" PE teacher was half a head taller than Bao Jinlong. He looked down at him and said.

Bao Jinlong opened his mouth and spat the Cigar on his face. It was so hot that he shouted, "Get lost, or I'll kill you."

"Okay, just you wait!"

PE teacher turned around and took out his phone. Before he could make a call, Bao Jinlong grabbed his phone and squeezed it hard. The phone crackled with electric sparks and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"You!?"

"F * ck you!" Bao Jinlong raised his fist and punched. PE teacher fell to the ground and did not wake up.

"Teacher Hu!"

Student, who was next to him, cried out in fear.

Teacher Hu was knocked down with just one punch? This person was too ruthless. He was definitely a gangster. He had no idea how Xia Luo had provoked him.

"Awesome, this is the strength of the big brother of the Imperial Hero!" Zhao Wuliang laid on the railing of the grandstand and looked at Xia Luo teasingly, "What do you want to do?"

"This kid provoked Quinol and Pan Xiaotian. Even if he doesn't die today, he will lose half of his life."

"Crippled. Crippled."

Ba Baozhou and Cai Paofan sneered from the side.

Xia Luo, on the other hand, turned a blind eye to all of this. He was practicing shooting and running around.

He had never come into contact with entertainment since he was young, so the first time he came into contact with football and Basketball, he felt that they were quite interesting, so he got addicted to them.

... ""

Bao Jinlong saw that Xia Luo, a Student egg, actually ignored him. He was so angry that he walked to the side of the court and picked up a ball. He threw it at Xia Luo with force.

"Brother Luo!"

Not far away. Fang Wenhui shouted, telling Xia Luo to dodge quickly.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Xia Luo turned around and looked at Fang Wenhui. The Basketball brushed past him and hit the wall.

"F * ck, this works too?" Zhao Wuliang widened his eyes.

"Damn it, what is actinolol doing? Why isn't he coming out yet?"

After Pan Xiaotian led Bao Jinlong into the gymnasium, he came out himself and squatted on the steps outside to smoke.

Actually, when he called actinolol out this time, he did not get permission from his father, so after Bao Jinlong got rid of Xia Luo, he immediately left the school. If his father knew that he asked Bao Jinlong to help him fight, he would definitely kill him!

At this time, Xia Luo finally discovered Bao Jinlong's existence. He looked at him curiously a few times, then turned around and asked Fang Wenhui:

"Who is this person?"

... "Confused!"

The surrounding classmates were speechless. You only saw him after he stood there and confronted you for a long time?

"F * ck you, CaO! Bah!"

Bao Jinlong could no longer hold it in and spat on the ground. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to beat Xia Luo up.

"Wait!"

Xia Luo reached out and stopped him. He frowned and said, "Spitting in public. Fifty fine. Give me the money."

"I will take your f * cking money!"

Bao Jinlong shouted and threw a punch at Xia Luo's face.

This punch would let Xia Luo know what the underworld was! What was Iron Fist Baoginone? What was fear and screams?

"Kacha!"

The next second, a clear sound of bone cracking could be heard.

No one knew when, but Xia Luo raised his fist and exchanged a punch with Bao Jinlong. His expression was calm and relaxed.

"Ahhhhh..."

A man fell to the ground, holding his right hand and screaming.

"Puchi!"

Zhao Wuliang laughed and kept hitting the railing.

"Hahaha, this is so funny, f * cking retarded! This kid actually dared to exchange blows with actinolol? Didn't he know that actinolol had a nickname called Iron Fist? Bao Zhou, rice, did you guys hear that? His bones are all broken..."

" Gulp. " Cai Paofan swallowed his saliva. "Size... Quinol, there seems to be something wrong."

"Yes, it is actinolol who is rolling on the ground."

Ba Baozhou also said in a daze.

"Hotney!?"

Zhao Wuliang stretched his neck to look and sure enough, it was Bao Jinlong who was lying on the ground. He let out a heart-wrenching scream, "My hand, my hand..."

Xia Luo stood by the side, digging his nose. His expression was contemptuous. A mere early Houtian martial artist dares to fight with me. He really doesn't know how to write the word death.

Bao Jinlong was indeed very good at fighting. Even the champion of the city's free-for-all was not his match.

Because his ancestor was an ancient martial arts sect, he had practiced a few ancient fist techniques for more than 20 years. Only then did he manage to barely enter the Houtian realm.

In modern society, guns and guns were called kings. Ancient Fighters had long disappeared into the shadows. Even the weakest Early Postnatal Realm martial artist could fight all over the city.

Unfortunately, Bao Jinlong would never have thought that he would actually die in the hands of a Student egg!

"Spit on the ground! Spit on the ground! Spit on the ground! Don't you know where this is? This Laozi's territory belongs to grass and mud horse."

"Fine! Fine! Did you hear that?! I won't take the money, you won't take the money. "

Xia Luo rushed to Bao Jinlong's side and stomped on him in front of Student and the others. It was very bloody and violent.

Zhao Wuliang stood there blankly, thinking that he was hallucinating.

The man who was reputed to be the gold medal of the underworld, beater, and the best fighter in the imperial family. At this moment, he was being stepped on like a rubber ball on the ground. With every step he made, his sunglasses would be crushed.

"I'll give... I'll give it to you, okay! Don't step on me!"

Bao Jinlong felt that if he did not take out his money, his bones would be broken by this kid. So he took out a hundred yuan note from his pocket while trembling.

Xia Luo took it, "That's all?"

"Didn't you say fifty?" Bao Jinlong asked with a swollen face.

"It was just a moment ago. Now look at the ground. It's all your blood. You can forget about leaving without fifty thousand today!"

Xia Luo pointed at the floor confidently.

"Brat, don't go too far!"

Bao Jinlong shouted like a madman, revealing a ferocious and terrifying expression.

He wanted to scare Xia Luo with the imposing manner that he had trained in the underworld for many years, but Xia Luo kicked him to the ground with one foot, and continued to stomp on him with one foot after another.

"Are you giving me money or not?! Are you giving me money?!"

Pan Xiaotian was anxious to wait outside, so he walked in with Da Hu and Shou Hou.

"What is actinolol doing? Why did he take so long to teach Xia Luo a lesson?" ___ asked. Pan Xiaotian put his hands in the pockets of his jeans and said unhappily.

"Ah!" Da Hu was shocked. "actinolol won't beat Xia Luo to death, right?"

"No way. actinolol has been on the road for so many years. How could he make such a low level mistake?" Shou Hou analyzed.

"That's not nonsense." Pan Xiaotian glanced at them with disdain. "actinolol is my dad's right-hand man. If he can't even handle such a small matter, he might as well just go and eat sh * t."

The three of them walked into the stadium and came to the Basketball Hall.

However, as soon as they entered the door, they saw a very terrifying scene. One of them said, "F * ck!" Shou Hou directly jumped out from his mouth.

They saw Bao Jinlong holding his head in the corner of the wall. Xia Luo lifted his 42-yard shoe, stepped on his head, and shouted.

"Are you taking the money?! Are you taking the money or not?! "

Pan Xiaotian was confused.

No.