"Big guy, go get Lao Long and the rest."

In an instant, Zhang Yuxuan sat up from the bed and yelled at the big guy next to him before jumping off the bed.

"Yuan Sen, go get Lu Yong and the rest."

Looking at Zhang Yuxuan who jumped off the bed, Nineteen Eighty could not help but feel a little afraid. After all, he had been listening to Zhang Yuxuan for the whole semester. Now that he was openly going against him, Nineteen Eighty was a little lacking in confidence, so he shouted loudly to boost his confidence.

"F * ck you, you want to call for help? Gang up on me?

It's useless even if I ask you to call me daddy. "

After Nineteen Eighty finished shouting, Zhang Yuxuan went up and kicked the skinny Nineteen Eighty down. He directly pressed on top of Nineteen Eighty and slapped the dark yellow face.

Slap slap slap … slap slap slap …

"F * ck … Li Ma's, Miao Shen … Lu Rong … Li Ma's kick … How can you be so accurate …"

Zhang Yuxuan's angry slaps kept slapping Nineteen Eighty's face, causing Nineteen Eighty to be unable to speak properly. At that moment, the sound of scuffling echoed throughout the dormitory.

The sound of scuffling echoed through the entire dormitory. Two groups of people rushed in and looked at Zhang Yuxuan, who was pressing down on Nineteen Eighty-Eight and beating him up. They couldn't help but shiver. It was said that when you hit someone, don't hit the face. But now, you were f * cking beating him to death.

"Hurry up, beat him up and save Nineteen Eighty. Hurry up."

After a short moment of confusion, Lu Yong suddenly remembered what he was here for and immediately ordered the people he had just recruited today.

In an instant, both sides looked at each other, then raised their weapons and hit each other's head, shouting at the same time.

"F * ck your mother, beat him up."

"F * ck your mother, I've tolerated you for a long time."

"Ah ah ah … Come on, I … F * ck."

"Qing Wei, go get the baton …"

"Lao Long, you go too."

The noise made Qin Yuesheng, who was sleeping, turn around and frown, ready to go back to sleep. Unexpectedly, the sound of a stick hitting the frame bed came from next door, rumbling. He really couldn't sleep anymore, so he got up and went next door to see what was going on.

At this time, the teachers who were about to go to sleep were startled by the noise and were about to come over to see which class was fighting.

"Aren't you arrogant?

Get up and hit me, ah! "

At this moment, Nineteen Eighty said arrogantly as he stepped on Zhang Yuxuan, who was lying on the floor with blood dripping from his head. Zhang Yuxuan's team was either beaten to the ground or chased out of the dormitory. They could only watch helplessly as Zhang Yuxuan was humiliated like this.

"Now it's time to send him to the hospital, or else if something goes wrong, your parents will go bankrupt."

At this time, although it was calm, it gave Zhang Yuxuan's team hope. Qin Yuesheng, who originally got up to check on the situation and his unfinished business, was too lazy to care about these things, but after seeing Zhang Yuxuan's head was still bleeding, he could only remind him.

"I don't need you to f * cking care, aren't you arrogant?

Do you want me to give you some face? "

After winning against Zhang Yuxuan, Nineteen Eighty instantly felt that the whole world revolved around him, and from now on, he was in charge of Class 3 (2). After hearing Qin Yuesheng's voice, he suddenly remembered the resentment he felt when the others looked at him strangely today, so he sneered at Qin Yuesheng.

"It's best if you're willing to give it, but it doesn't matter if you don't. Anyway, this is all I have to say, if anything happens, don't blame me for not warning you."

Under the expectant gazes of Lao Long, Zhang Yuxuan, and the others, Qin Yuesheng's answer was destined to disappoint them, because other than that time, Qin Yuesheng had never been truly angry.

Just when Qin Yuesheng was about to go back to sleep, and when Zhang Yuxuan and the others were about to accept their fate, a sharp voice made Qin Yuesheng stop in his tracks, frightened the seniors, and restored hope to Zhang Yuxuan and the others.

"Tonight's Tan Zifeng is really pretty, from now on, she's mine, none of you are allowed to touch her, understand?"

Qin Yuesheng, who was already in a bad mood, felt a ball of anger in his chest continuously attacking his nerves. Reaching out his hand to touch his chest that was rising and falling, Qin Yuesheng turned around.

The moment Qin Yuesheng turned around, the seniors who were originally with Nineteen Eighty all stood aside, making a path for Qin Yuesheng. Even Lu Yong was nowhere to be seen, leaving only the eight freshmen and Nineteen Eighty facing Qin Yuesheng whose neck veins were popping out.

"Motherf * cker, what are you guys doing?

Kill him, why are you afraid of him? He's just one person, why are you guys afraid? Serves you right to be bullied by Zhang Yuxuan, f * ck … "

Although Nineteen Eighty felt that something was wrong when he saw the seniors who immediately surrendered, he was not afraid at all when he saw that there were still eight people on his side.

"You guys, go up and kill him. I want to see what he can do to stop the fight between the two classes."

After hearing Nineteen Eighty's order, the freshmen looked at each other, and in the end, they could only bite the bullet and rush up. Who would have thought that they would be stopped by others before they could make a move?

The people who stopped them were none other than the seniors who had just made way for Qin Yuesheng. The seniors shook their heads at the freshmen, indicating that they should not be involved in this fight. Some of the freshmen believed the seniors' behavior, but some did not. When they wanted to rush up, they were kicked back by others.

"Hey, Miao Sen, it's fine if you guys don't want to help, but why are you still helping this guy? You guys don't have to be so … scared …"

"Ah!!!"

Before Nineteen Eighty could finish cursing, a terrible roar came from his throat. He was directly pressed to the ground by Qin Yuesheng. His head instantly burst open, and blood flowed down Qin Yuesheng's fingers.

"Pfft ~"

Crack ~ Bang ~

The wooden stick hit Nineteen Eighty's arm, and the sound of bones breaking and the stick crying sounded. Qin Yuesheng looked at the wooden stick that had countless wooden thorns at this time, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face.

He squatted down and gestured on Nineteen Eighty's thigh, as if looking for a suitable position to insert the unrecognizable wooden stick into Nineteen Eighty's thigh.

Gulp ~