Cui Zheng packed up his textbooks, turned to the cold boy behind him and said, "Ahu, how about it?"

The cold boy with a small braid on his back said, "I can't see through it, so I'll talk about it after watching it for a while. Four eyes, check the school database and see how it was written on the archives." Several boys and girls were surrounded by him, looking quite prestigious.

A thin boy wearing glasses pulled out a thin laptop from his schoolbag, opened it with a snap, and smiled complacently: "Entering the school database is as simple as entering the back door of his own home for me, as the world's top computer experts. The so-called computer experts in the school are all incompetent. I just need to enter a special string and I can enter as an administrator."

The cursor moved, and the thin boy opened a toolkit on the computer, entered a few characters, and quickly obtained the IP address of the school database server. Then, by scanning for several subtle loopholes, he obtained the administrator's permission, typed Liao Xuebing's name in the search bar, and pressed Enter: "Ahu, it turned out. Teacher Liao is 28 years old this year, graduated from Zhonghai East Asia University, worked as a counter salesperson, auto mechanic... His latest job is a salesman at Xiangge Cosmetics Company."

Ahu curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "It turns out he is a rookie who is so new that he can't be more new. It seems that the school has given up on our class and let him be our class teacher."

Cui Zheng also said, "No wonder I always see that he always speaks a little awkward. It turns out that he has never been a teacher. Ah Hu, do you think we should deal with him? He didn't respond much when he came to him for those two times this morning, maybe he was scared. Look, he didn't say all good things to please us during the class meeting?"

Ah Hu shook his head, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Test and try again, why don't you find Li Yuzhong to smash his dormitory room tonight?"

"Ha, I've been there today. There's nothing else except a few newspapers. It's useless to smash it. Our new class teacher is really shabby."

"Oh, the newcomer shouldn't have time to buy furniture. We will destroy his transportation next week to see how he reacts." After Ah Hu said that, he called out: "Panda Jing, you have been following Teacher Liao. Has he gone back? Oh, then tell me what brand and style of his car is. Well? No license number, Green Light Car? I haven't heard of this brand of Green Light. Have you read it wrong? What, Green Light Electric Car?"

Six or seven people gathered in a group to discuss major events looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha... I've met a perfect poor man. Are there people riding electric cars in this era?"

Ah Hu's hands pressed down, stopped laughing and said, "The original plan was cancelled, Cui Zheng, call Zhong Bai and the others to visit the water park tonight and discuss it. Bei Xiaodan, didn't he just say that he loves online? You can find a way to get his MSN number."

Liao Xuebing unconsciously became the target of the students and rode his bike home. Today is Friday, and I can rest for two days next. It's so great that my nerves will relax just by thinking about it.

It was almost six o'clock when the traffic was swarming, and it took a lot of effort to get into the Aoshui alley. An elderly woman in blue cloth at the entrance of the alley was carrying a load of tomatoes and staggering to avoid the vehicle. The old woman sold tomatoes on Zhuque Street for many years. Her tomatoes were big, had a good taste, and were cheap. She was very popular with everyone. Liao Xuebing looked at her familiar face and greeted: "Grandma, be careful, there are many cars, come into the alley first."

The old woman was sweating all over her head, and her shriveled lips showed a smile, "I want to rush to Dongqiao Market. If I go late, I will have no need to sell it."

Liao Xuebing barely drove downstairs of Aoshui Apartment and heard a sound of brakes piercing his eardrums. Looking back, the old woman at the entrance of the alley fell beside the wheel, with blood marks on her elbows and faces, and a big hole in the knees of the blue cloth pants. Two baskets of tomatoes were scattered all over the floor, crushed into mud by the wheels, spreading bright red flesh, and the bamboo basket rolled to a far distance.

A red Porsche 911 car was parked next to the old woman, and the exhaust pipe was still smoking. There was a long scratch of black marks on the cement floor, indicating that the vehicle suddenly turned into the alley from the main road, less than ten centimeters from the old woman's body.

There are not many residents in Aoshui alleys, and there are even fewer passers-by, and only two or three people are watching the fun.

"Hey, aren't you injured?" The front right seat of the Porsche 911 stretched out a man's head wearing sunglasses.

The old woman shook her head in a daze, moved her body hard, picked up the tomatoes, and murmured: "It's a pity that such a fresh tomato." She almost didn't notice the scratch on her face on her hands.

"Since you're not hurt, you'll pay for this little money." The man threw out a red one hundred-dollar denomination note and said to the person in the car: "Let's go, this little money is very much for her. How much money can I get from selling a broken tomato?" The man in the driving seat nodded, fired up, and started the car.

With a loud bang, a large fire axe slashed from top to bottom on the front window of Porsche. Glass scattered everywhere, and a large spider-web-shaped crack formed in the front window, and the axe almost touched the steering wheel. The person inside the car screamed and the fire was turned off.

"I'll count three times, get all of them off!" Liao Xuebing put his feet on the front cover of the car, pulled out the fire axe and said to the people in the car. He just turned around and saw the collision, and immediately took off the fire axe from the first floor of the apartment and rushed over.

Through the broken window, you can see a girl with a morsel face sitting in the driver's seat, and a man in a suit and sunglasses next to him.

The man in sunglasses rolled down the window and said angrily: "Hey, are you sick? My car is a Porsche 911, more than one million yuan, can you afford it?"

"One!" Liao Xuebing slashed off with an axe, and the hood of the front of the car was sunk into a large pit, and the patent leather was bounced out bit by bit.

The man in sunglasses was furious and walked out of the car while scolding, "Are you looking for death? Believe it or not, I will let you lose everything!" He also flattened a tomato.

"Two!" Another axe fell, and the front cover of the car seemed to have been bombed by a missile.

The woman in the driver's seat finally came to her senses and walked out of the car and said, "Hey, what are you doing? Are you being rational? I'm going to call the police!" She also wore an extra-large pair of sunglasses, covering half of her face, but her exquisiteness and beauty can still be seen from the other half of her face.

"Human life is at stake, you're leaving like this? What if the old lady has rheumatism, headache, dizziness, nerve paralysis after returning home, who can I tell you?"

"This old woman said it's okay, why are you so fierce? Tell me, how much do you have to pay?" The girl took out her wallet and ordered ten red paper money: "Is a thousand yuan enough?"
Chapter completed!