Regarding the handling method Lanze arranged for him, the campus police uncle agreed without saying a word.

"OK."

The Demon King made this suggestion with the belief that he would find a place to sleep.

However, this hut was closed at the wrong time and in the wrong place.

It wasn't until class in the afternoon that he was punished by the grade teacher.

Others were having classes indoors, while he stood on the balcony.

The sun was shining on the balcony, but there was a slight breeze, so it was a little cool.

Standing here, I can only lick my nose and look at the scenery. There is only boredom, and I feel boredom all the time, a boredom that lasts to the end of the universe.

Originally, the Demon King thought that he had become very good at speaking. Now, he felt that he was a bit mean-tongued.

Wei Hanyang, a good student, was taken to the infirmary by his grade teacher at noon.

The campus police also asked the onlookers about the cause and course of the incident. After asking, they remotely checked the surveillance system to see if what the students said was correct.

The devil stayed with the campus police uncle throughout the whole process, watching the police uncle investigate the truth step by step.

He felt that asking his classmates was simply unnecessary.

However, the policeman obviously didn't care whether his classmates lied to fool him. Instead, he said thank you to each child one by one: thank them for providing their testimony.

Lan Ze wondered: Can the surveillance really see clearly?

In the afternoon, Lan Ze didn't see the good boy Wei Hanyang who was beaten again. They were not in the same team, so they were not in the same class.

After the uncle, the school policeman, handed Lanze over to his grade teacher, the teacher didn't even lecture him.

The grade teacher just nodded to him: "Do you like to stay in the small room? Well, you can stay in the room."

So Lan Ze stood outside, bored... I don't know how long. Anyway, it was a long time.

Lan Ze only attended the second half of the afternoon class.

On the way to dinner in the evening, I saw Wei Hanyang.

This was purely an accident. Wei Hanyang was standing outside the dormitory area. Anyone who passed by could see him. He was nuzzling in the arms of a woman. The woman was about the same height as him. She opened her arms around him and was talking to her grade.

The teacher speaks.

"How could my child bully others?" The woman's arguing voice could be heard from far away. "My baby has been a good child since he was a child. You must have made a mistake!"

Such a big man was squirming and squirming in his mother's arms. Lan Ze was disgusted by the sight and turned his head away.

But the sharp voice still rose and fell.

"Baby, you are not bullying, right? You must not accuse my son unjustly!"

"The baby is the most well-behaved. Mommy really wants to take you home."

"My son doesn't fit in here! Are all your teachers hard-hearted? How can you be so indifferent to children!"

Lan Ze didn't know what the good boy's mother and grade teacher discussed later.

Her "good baby" did not leave school and stay in centralized accommodation according to the law, and she had no way to change it.

Everyone lines up to go to the sports field every day and can see that guy. He is still the captain.

But there's always something wrong with his expression when he looks at Lan Ze.

It wasn't until Lan Ze was stopped during a big sports session one afternoon that he finally understood. The look on his face was not serious, and he looked like he deserved a beating.

Wei Hanyang winked at him and provoked him. Of course, Lan Ze beat him up unceremoniously.

Although the fight was inexplicable, fighting is also a kind of exercise, and the whole body feels comfortable when doing exercise.

Then, when the physical education teacher came over, Lan Ze didn't dare to say anything about closing the hut.

The teacher ordered him to stand until get out of class was over, and he and Wei Hanyang stood at the edge of the sports field.

Standing is boring.

Wei Hanyang had a look of injustice on his face and kept twisting and turning like a snake. Lan Ze looked at him calmly the whole time. He would be more anxious when watching others having fun, but it seemed like time would pass faster when he watched him twist.

Lan Mowang discovered that Wei Hanyang, a weirdo, loved to seek death.

He provokes himself regardless of the occasion. So what's there to be polite about? Just do it.

Although this man was quite tall, agile, and hit hard. But because Lan Ze had accumulated a lot of experience in beating and being beaten during his unhappy childhood in children's school, it was not the Lan Demon King who lay down in the end.

For a while, Wei Hanyang gave up on provoking the devil.

But the Demon King saw him blocking people in a corner, maybe somewhere where the surveillance cameras couldn't see him, and he was wasting food again.

What else can I say? This kind of behavior is outrageous.

Go up and fight.

Of course Wei Hanyang felt aggrieved. But trying to reason with the devil, such as "I didn't provoke you", "I didn't touch you, it's none of your business", "Why are you holding on to me", all sounded reasonable.

If you say anything, the devil will not listen.

The angry Wei Hanyang ignored the existence of surveillance and began to act as a bully day after day on the only way for a freshman boy.

Such as pulling hair, grabbing toys, putting his legs on the wall and letting others crawl under. He seems to be quite skilled at doing these things.

Lan Ze saw it.

But what does that have to do with him?

He needs to eat, he needs to take a nap, and he needs to find a place to relax and eat snacks to relax his mood. There are so many things to do, how can he have time to care about that weird monster catching thing?

Once or twice, Wei Hanyang's legs blocked Lan Ze's way. As soon as he stood still and was considering whether to get in and play, Wei Hanyang lowered his legs as if nothing had happened. This was really

It's a bit boring.

But you can still encounter Wei Hanyang destroying snacks.

As soon as he saw the delicious jelly and crispy nuts scattered all over the floor, the devil became furious. It was as if the food in his mouth had been taken away and wasted.

So Wei Hanyang got into another fight with the Demon King for no apparent reason and was beaten again.

The arrogant Wei Hanyang simply blocked the door of the Demon King's dormitory during lunch break. He waited specifically for the Demon King to appear, and then randomly grabbed a fellow Demon King's dormitory and banged his head against the wall. These freshmen's dormitory students also

They all grew up in the same children's school. The devil took a curious look and planned to go around.

"Hey, Messenger of Justice!" Wei Hanyang hurriedly called to him.

"Ah? Call me?"

"Aren't you a messenger of justice?"

"What did you say?" Lan Ze didn't understand.

"Aren't you seeking justice? Come and beat me up?" Wei Hanyang roared. The classmate who was using him as a prop was temporarily let go by him.

But the devil didn't come forward.

Lan Ze touched his stomach. He was very full from lunch and felt sleepy. He sniffed, turned and walked away.

"Hey, come back! Over there is your dormitory!" Wei Hanyang grabbed a classmate's head again, "I bullied your classmates from the children's school! Hey, hey, hey!"

Lan Ze ignored him, walked into the dormitory next door, got into the bed of a fat companion, and squeezed together. This man's bed was warmer.

Wei Hanyang collapsed from then on.

Bullying without any scruples is certainly not without consequences.

The squad leader has long been withdrawn.

In addition to being punished by standing on the balcony, Wei Hanyang was also publicly stripped of his pants and spanked by the school police uncle in front of tens of thousands of teachers and students in the school in accordance with the punishment regulations.

That wail is truly impressive.
Chapter completed!