闪乐

"Stinky girl, don\'t be arrogant." The little bully looked annoyed.

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Qingluo\'s figure flashed, and he disappeared in place.

"Boom!"

A straight punch unceremoniously hit his jaw, and he was thrown flying.

This time, he wasn\'t so lucky, no one was giving him a back, and he fell on his back and fell brittle.

"Oops."

He fell to the ground in embarrassment, howling in pain.

"Brothers, let\'s go together."

The expressions of the remaining seven boys, including the leader brother, changed drastically, and they no longer dared to look down upon them, so they roared up and surrounded Su Qingluo in the middle.

"Bang bang bang..."

With seven crisp sounds in a row, with just one move by Su Qingluo, the seven boys flew out in seven different directions, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Ouch."

Painful wailing became one piece.

"If you are not convinced, you can come again, and I will accompany you."

Su Qingluo was calm and relaxed, with his hands behind his back calmly, and his condensed eyes glanced over the faces of the eight boys one by one.

The eight boys lowered their heads in unison, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Is that cowardly? It\'s boring, I haven\'t had enough beating yet!"

Su Qingluo felt a little regretful, and patted the dirt on his hands that didn\'t exist. His sharp words were like sharp knives, which slowed down the nerves of the boys.

"I\'m fighting with you!"

The little bully\'s cheeks flushed red, he got up from the ground with puffed cheeks, and rushed towards Su Qingluo recklessly.

"Boom!"

Unsurprisingly, he fell hard to the ground again.

The tailbone crunched and wailed in pain, clutching the tailbone and rolling on the ground.

The eyes of the remaining seven boys flickered, silently lit a candle for him, and mourned for him.

"Who else can come again if you are not convinced."

Su Qingluo saw all the expressions of the seven boys, and raised his eyebrows in disdain.

"Boss, we are convinced, you teach us how to practice martial arts!"

The elder brother who took the lead suddenly brightened his eyes, got up from the ground like a dog, and leaned in front of Su Qingluo, licking his face and smirking.

"Just like you..."

Su Qingluo twitched her lips in disgust, and gave her own opinion very pertinently: "The lower body is unstable, the muscles are not well-proportioned, and the body is not sensitive enough. They are not good candidates for martial arts."

"Boss, as long as you are willing to teach us, we will listen to you."

The elder brother who took the lead patted his heart and promised.

"Why do you want to learn martial arts?" Su Qingluo raised an eyebrow.

"I don\'t want to go to school, my father insists on me going to school."

He scratched the back of his head and complained: "He forced me, and I don\'t want to learn it. If I learn martial arts, I will be the champion of martial arts in the future, and I will be able to honor my ancestors and let him follow me."

Just you, Wu Zhuangyuan? !

Even if you practice for a hundred years, you will not succeed!

Su Qingluo complained secretly, and stated the facts very bluntly.

"According to your aptitude, it is difficult, almost impossible, to be the champion of martial arts, but it is still possible to learn some simple grappling and fighting."

"Boss, teach me, I want to learn."

The eldest brother\'s eyes suddenly lit up, full of hope.

"It\'s okay if you want me to teach you."

Su Qingluo was determined to subdue them, prevent them from bullying others recklessly, and make some contributions to the academy.

"Not only to learn martial arts, but also to study well in schoolwork, otherwise, if you don\'t know a single word, it will spread and say that you are my little brother, shame on you."

"Hey, boss, we all listen to you."

When the six boys heard her answer, they all showed joy, and they surrounded her in unison.