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Chapter 410

The teachers and staff who rushed over after hearing the news were shocked.

They were so angry that they trembled all over: "Stop! That's our student, she's just a child."

The faculty, teachers, and all the remaining students surrounded the gymnasium in anger.

Zhong Tiansheng thought it was quite boring.

He doesn't care about the life or death of a female student. The head of Bashan who was invited this time can be said to be a master among the masters and must maintain their relationship well.

Turning around, Zhong Tiansheng shouted: "Do you still want to do it in school? Ah? What are you going to do? Are you gathering people to make trouble?"

He glared at the students again: "Believe it or not, I will let you not even get a diploma?"

After the threat, he ordered the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Medical Alliance to clear the scene.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

At this time, the old principal arrived.

Seeing this scene, he almost fainted.

"Zhong Tiansheng, this is Jinling University, an educational place with a century-old history. These students are all talents who come to study. You actually practice this way. I will fight with you!"

The old principal rushed over angrily, and the head of Bashan exhaled and knocked the white-haired old principal to the ground with one punch.

"Call me, come on! Just practice your skills!"

The disciples of the Medical League and the masters of the sect laughed wildly, surrounded the students and the teachers and started to fight.

Several teachers and students rushed over without hesitation, desperately carrying the old principal and escaped.

After coming out, I only saw the devastated look. This is not a school, it has become a nest of bandits.

"Dear teachers, what should I do? What should I do now?" The female teacher in the Foreign Language Department cried, and her students were still trapped inside.

"I called the police just now, but I'm afraid it's too late."

This kind of scene may require the riot prevention department to dispatch it, and I don’t know what the situation is.

Everyone was panicked.

At this time, two girls carrying luggage ran over: "Teacher Yang, why are you crying?"

It is the pride of the Foreign Language Department, Jingqi and Kexin.

They came back to pack up.

After hearing what the teacher said, Jingqi became anxious: "Wenwen is inside? No, I have to go and save her!"

Ke Xin grabbed her: "Go to find the uncle, he is in the small courtyard behind the wall!"

The old principal coughed violently and covered his chest in pain: "Yes... listen to her... go and ask Mr. Chen, hurry up, ask him to save the children."

The teachers carried the principal, followed Jingqi and Kexin, and rushed to the courtyard.

In the yard, Chen Qingzhi was checking Zhu Mingyue’s homework today. Fang Lingsu, Jin Jingjing and others dared not disturb him, and they were waiting aside.

"Uncle, hurry up, go and save people..." Jingqi shouted in a crying voice.

Everyone in the courtyard was shocked when they saw the dying old principal.

Chen Qingzhi quickly walked out, leaned over to check, and immediately shouted: "Lingsu, take Yunnan Baiyao and Huxin San, the old principal's ribs were broken, and the fragments might pierce the internal organs, which could be dangerous for internal bleeding. The trauma is also very serious!"

Fang Lingsu hurried over to treat her two girls.

"You have to go to the hospital of the Divine Doctor Hall as soon as possible. Such injuries must be treated with Western medical surgery!"

Chen Qingzhi's face was gloomy: "Then hurry up and treat it at all costs. The old principal must not have any trouble, and do not leave any sequelae. He is too old!"

Turning around, he held Jingqi crying and said, "Let me tell me slowly, what's going on?"

Before he could finish listening, Chen Qingzhi's eyes were already twitching.

That's a student. Even the gangsters on the street know to protect the students.

Although they have various shortcomings, after ten years of hard work, they are the hope of a family, the treasure of their parents, and the pillars of the country’s cultivation!

Those bastards are not even as good as bandits, and their various actions are simply angered by both humans and gods.
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