The other three people rushed forward in triangles. Ye Yuhu was fully alert and was about to punch, but he was already hit by a foot in the lower abdomen. He then kicked him down again, and fisted and fucked his head and face.

Bei Xiaodan pulled Liao Xuebing's sleeve and said anxiously: "Teacher, go and help him!"

The gangsters beat and scolded: "Little bastard, I'm really ignorant! Asheng, go and stop that girl, don't let her run away." The person who was kicked stood up with his stomach covering his stomach, his face twisted with extreme anger: "I declare you dead." The others ordered them to dodge, then jumped high, and stomped on Ye Yuhu's head.

The severe pain came, and Ye Yuhu's mind roared and gradually lost consciousness.

"So vicious? Why did Ye Xiaobai send such garbage to cause trouble?"

Seeing those people showing their swords, Liao Xuebing understood that this was a group of real troublemakers who didn't know him. He pushed Bei Xiaodan to a small corner and called: "Do not to deal with them."

"Teacher!" Bei Xiaodan was nervous and scared, and hugged behind the corner and didn't dare to look. He only heard a crackling sound, mixed with curses. She put her hands together and raised them to her chest: "Bless the Bodhisattva!" Her body kept trembling.

After a while, the alley calmed down again, and Bei Xiaodan's heart pounded: "Did it be..." He quickly took out his cell phone and wanted to call the police, but finally couldn't help but stretch his head out to take a look.

I saw a straight and lonely back standing quietly in the alley, holding a pig's feet in his right hand. All the hooligans disappeared, and Ye Yuhu was still lying on the ground.

"Teacher..." Bei Xiaodan stood up hesitantly: "What's going on?" Could it be that the teacher beat them all away? Although he was a little unimaginable, he looked really handsome at this time! He was mature and humorous, kind and cheerful, and the most important thing was that his broad shoulders brought a sense of security that was difficult to express at this time.

"Teacher, I didn't expect you to be so brave." The impression that the cowardly Liao Xuebing gave her collapsed. In comparison, Ye Yuhu can only be regarded as a knight, while he is a hero.

"Haha," Liao Xuebing turned around and scratched the back of his head. There was a black and swollen circle on his face and a clear blood mark under his nostrils. He looked embarrassed and said with a smile: "They beat me, I gave them all the money I had on them, and they left."

"Ah!" Bei Xiaodan was so amused that he had just established that he had collapsed. "Are you injured?"

"It's okay. I just moved my muscles and bones and damaged my waist."

When Bei Xiaodan saw Ye Yuhu, he screamed again, rushed up and helped him up, shaking vigorously, "Ye Yuhu, are you okay? Ye Yuhu?"

Ye Yuhu's face was covered in blood, swollen like a pig's head. He opened his eyes with difficulty and said, "It doesn't matter, but his head is a little dizzy. It should be better if he has a rest? Xiaodan, are you okay?"

Holding him on the steps, Bei Xiaodan called home: "Dad, are you free now? Please ask the driver to drive over to pick me up. I'm in the alley opposite Yule Shopping Mall on Yuanhu Road."

Liao Xuebing patted his shoulder vigorously and said, "Young man, you are so good! You fight against four. I will praise you when you return to the class. You won't have to go back to school this afternoon. I specially criticized your fake." Ye Yuhu grinned in pain.

The car came soon, and Bei Xiaodan said, "Let's go, teacher, I'll take you to the hospital."

In fact, Liao Xuebing was very conflicted in his heart. He wanted to establish his prestige to make his students respect him and to be close to his life. However, in this way, his prestige could not be too strong. The weakness he pretended to be unintentionally reflected his difficult choice. Seeing that Bei Xiaodan insisted on sending them to the hospital, it was difficult to refuse. But when he got in the car, he pretended to have his legs and feet soft, and his palms were supported on Bei Xiaodan's soft chest.

"Wow, it's so soft!" The nosebleed that Lao Liao had just stopped almost gushed out again.

His weak legs were pretending to be extremely real, and Bei Xiaodan blushed and he silently helped him into the car.

The interior decoration of this BMW is very luxurious. Liao Xuebing has never seen the world again. He also knows that the soft leather on the chair is made of deer skin. The small light on the roof is wrapped in a crystal shell and the steering wheel is wrapped in silver thread. He can only see all kinds of luxury in car magazines.

Bei Xiaodan just had a random phone call to send her father such a high-end car. Her family drove a gold mine? She had previously purchased inferior jewelry at a roadside stall, but was just greedy for the appearance of the jewelry and did not care about the value, which showed that she was not very vain, but was as cute as girls of this age. It was interesting.

Liao Xuebing sat in the front passenger seat, while Bei Xiaodan accompanied Ye Yuhu, who was seriously injured, in the back row.

Liao Xuebing's sense of touch was very sharp, and the light in his eyes was always observing. The cold rearview mirror occasionally flashed, and saw Bei Xiaodan nervously grab Ye Yuhu's arm. What Ye Yuhu had to hold back was not the pain, but the faint and lewd smile.

Damn, I know there is something wrong with it. Judging from this situation, Ye Yuhu is pursuing Bei Xiaodan, but he has absolutely no success because Bei Xiaodan's eyes are very clear and only the common concerns among friends.

The driver asked worriedly: "Miss, what happened?"

"It's nothing. The guy behind him, who had a bloody face, liked to travel around alleys, but fell down a flower pot and injured him." Liao Xuebing made up a lie for Bei Xiaodan, "Your lady and him are classmates, so she couldn't stand it, so she asked a car to take it to the hospital."

"Oh, then why do you seem to have suffered a little bit of a minor injury? Could it be that it was also a flower pot, right?"

"Of course not, what are your eyes?" Lao Liao's face was still shy and his heart was not beating: "A flower pot fell from the corridor. Of course, I have to argue with the owner of the flower plate. Who knew that he was surrounded by more than 20 young men and beaten up."

The driver laughed and said, "You are just like your body, you have been punched by twenty people and you can make a meat sauce. Why are you bragging about? "

Bei Xiaodan laughed at her. She did remember that the teacher likes to brag in class, which is in line with his usual style.

Ye Yuhu quietly grabbed Bei Xiaodan's hand, and Bei Xiaodan hesitated for a moment and broke away.

In the hospital, Liao Xuebing simply slept in the lounge until the afternoon. When he woke up, his eyes were swollen. Look at the time. It was almost five o'clock, and it was time to go to Mrs. Smith's house. Ye Yuhu and Bei Xiaodan had left, and a note was stuffed in their pockets: "Teacher, thank you." The handwriting was beautiful and upright, and it could be seen that it was written by a girl. Today, he almost got nothing. Although other gangsters taught Ye Yuhu a lesson on behalf of their labor, it did not help him. It would be better not to do this again without special circumstances in the future.

He had asked Mrs. Smith's address before. He was a local snake in North City and was very familiar with every place in the streets and alleys. When he returned to Yuanhu Road, the electric car parked under the telephone pole disappeared!

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Chapter completed!