His tone was flat, and there was a hint of coldness in his words.

He didn't look particularly angry, but his cold and indifferent tone, when compared to the paralyzed Huo Heng, had a rather shocking effect.

The delinquents from No.3 High School paused for a moment and suddenly realized that this wasn't a one-on-one fight.

They were here for a gang fight.

Although their original target was Black Panther and the others, and now a Duan Jiayan had appeared out of nowhere, the Duan Jiayan was from No. 1 High School and had defeated Huo Heng. Therefore, he was the enemy.

A few boys who were close friends with Huo Heng were the first to react. One of them cursed and rushed towards the Duan Jiayan.

After beating up Huo Heng, the Duan Jiayan had vented most of his anger.

He immediately retreated, not intending to engage in a melee with them alone.

However, the other party had a different idea. Taking advantage of the chaos, Huo Heng got up from the ground, a trace of anger flashing across his eyes.

Black Panther saw the light on Huo Heng's body. He couldn't rush over in time and could only shout, "Knife!

He has a knife! "

But it was too late.

The back of the Duan Jiayan's left hand was slashed by the knife, and large drops of blood flowed down his fair skin.

The Duan Jiayan didn't expect Huo Heng to have the strength to stand up.

Seeing Huo Heng pounce on him like a mad dog, the Duan Jiayan was slightly stunned.

He wasn't the only one. The people around him were also stunned.

A fight that saw blood was completely different from a fight that didn't. Usually, no one would take out a knife in a fight between high school students.

With a knife, it was easy to get into big trouble. In the worst case, it could even get someone killed.

Moreover, the size of the wound on the Duan Jiayan's hand was quite frightening.

Huo Heng held the knife and sneered, "Are you going to continue acting cool?

Why aren't you talking?

Are you scared of blood? "

The Duan Jiayan opened his eyes and slammed his bleeding hand into Huo Heng's face.

Huo Heng's nose heated up and his vision blurred. When he looked down, he saw blood dripping on the ground.

It took him a moment to realize that it was his nose bleeding.

Huo Heng covered his nose in pain.

Seeing this, Duan Jiayan swung his injured left hand and said with a forced smile, "Do you think I'm scared of blood?"

Coupled with the bloodstains on the ground that he had left behind, this wave of mockery could be considered a heavenly show.

His actions completely infuriated the Third High School.

Seeing that the Third High School students were about to go after the Duan Jiayan, Black Panther yelled, "Pink Hair, move!

Are you watching a show? "

Seeing Black Panther charging forward, the group of brothers behind him also joined in the battle.

"Motherf * cker, did we agree to touch the school bully of No. 1 Middle School?"

"How can you bring a saber to a group fight? Don't you care about the rules of Jianghu?"

"Catch the younger brother of the younger brother, flash to send your mother off, old schemer."

Cherry Blossom Fan kicked Huo Heng's knife away and rushed into the crowd, wailing, "Huo Heng!

How dare you insult Brother Duan!

I'll kill you!! "

Seeing that the cherry blossoms fans did not differentiate between friend and foe, No.3 Middle School could not take it lying down. "Guo Zirui, what's wrong with you!

Which side are you on? "

Cherry Blossom Fan shouted back righteously, "I'm on my brother's side, of course!

Honestly, don't you think that Huo Heng is very chuunibyou?

Are you on his side or mine? "

No.3 Middle School was led by Cherry Blossom Fan, and now there was an internal conflict.

"F * ck, actually I didn't want to fight."

"I just came to watch the show and record a video. Who knew we'd really have to fight?"

"Your brother is too strong. He's injured and still can fight two people at once. Let's split it 30-70."

"30-70?

Can't you show some confidence? "

"To be honest, 20-80."

"… Brothers, can we stop fighting?"