Lord of the night.

Chapter 67 Isn't it good to be friends?
The flames of war finally caught up with Huo Churan.

Huo Churan put down his chopsticks with a snap, sat upright and raised his head, his eyes were like lightning: "Fang Che, are you here to find fault?"

"Fuck you!"

Fang Che said unceremoniously: "I'm here to chat with my fellow villagers, what are you? Do you have a place to talk?"

Panting heavily, Huo Chulian slapped the table and stood up: "Are you going to fight?"

"You can beat me? It's funny talking about fighting in front of me."

Fang Che looked at him contemptuously: "The one who got beaten up last time, is it alright?"

This sentence is really murderous.

Huo Chulian gasped, his eyes spitting fire, and his hands clenched tightly into fists.

Fang Che ignored him, turned around, and slapped Wei Zihao in the face: "Why, you don't recognize my fellow countrymen when you get on fire? You are a robber who blocks the road!"

Wei Zihao's face turned pale.

The others all had complex eyes with enlightenment.

Highway robbery?

There is something in Fang Che's words.

"Fang Che, don't spout blood!"

"I spitting blood? Which bastard was it that sent someone to rob me in front of the woods last time?"

Fang Che snorted: "Wei Zihao, as long as you say one thing today, 'The person who ordered someone to rob Fang Che outside the dense forest last time, the whole family is a turtle son of a bastard!' I will let you go today!"

How could Wei Zihao call himself a bastard.

He said with blazing eyes: "Fang Che, you are so unreasonable and vexatious, have you had enough?"

"Not enough! You said I was unreasonable, so why didn't you dare to say this?"

Fang Che looked at him coldly: "Tell me, you won't be suspected if you say it. Is it so difficult to call such a despicable person a bastard, and he was born by his father wearing a cuckold?"

Wei Zihao refused to say.

"You dare not say it!"

Fang Che kicked him over.

Boom.

Wei Zihao was kicked away and hit the Huo Churan table.

The angle is just right.

The rice bowl that was first lit on fire flew up.

No one expected that Fang Che would actually take action in the dining hall. Unexpectedly, the soup splashed and caught fire.

At the beginning of the fire, there were vegetable leaves on his head, and the soup was dripping on his chest.

With a snap, a piece of monster meat fell from his hair and fell to the ground.

"you!"

The fire started to burn and he stood up in anger.

He already had a hot temper, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

At this moment, a rice spoon flew out from the kitchen and landed on the table with a bang, and a voice said: "The dining hall is a place to eat, if you have any grievances, go out and talk about it."

It can be heard from this sentence that everyone understands that what happened to Wei Zihao is absolutely true.

Fang Che didn't lie.

It is completely reasonable for Fang Che to come looking for trouble.

As for the first fire, everyone saw it in the arena competition.Nature is more aware!
This is where the paradox finally arises.

"I'm done eating!"

Huo Chulian wiped his mouth and looked at Fang Che fiercely: "Get out?"

"Have you finished eating? Leave as soon as you finish eating."

Fang Che Shiran sat at Mo Ganyun's table, facing the food that had just been served: "I haven't finished eating yet. The fire is just starting to ignite, and the dining hall is a place to eat. Why are you so ignorant of the rules? What kind of quality is it?" you?"

Huo Churan and Wei Zihao's furious hair stood on end, their faces were ashen, looking into Fang Che's eyes, they wished they could swallow him in one gulp, chew, chew, swallow him, and immediately have diarrhea.

Huo Churan snorted angrily, and then snorted again, unable to bear it anymore.

Mo Ganyun's iron tower-like body immediately stood up and cursed: "What are you humming? There's something wrong with your nose? Are you showing off to me?!"

Fang Che enjoyed beating and scolding just now, and Mo Ganyun was very envious.

This is flying and domineering. Compared to Fang Che, Mo Ganyun feels that he is a child of this aristocratic family.

I only hate that I have no reason to participate in it. Why didn't that fucking Wei Zihao rob me?
Why didn't you fight me at the beginning of the fire?
Now, someone actually dares to hum in front of me?
It can be regarded as a reason to catch it.

Naturally, she couldn't wait to stand up.As long as Fan Huo dares to say any word at the beginning of the fire, Mo Ganyun can immediately erupt and put himself in the excitement smoothly.

But Huo Churan ignored him, left the dining hall with a livid face.

Mo Ganyun said angrily: "Why don't you say anything? How dare you snort at me... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, why are you walking so fast?"

Huo Churan and Wei Zihao have gone far.

Mo Ganyun was depressed to death.

Why don't you scold me?
Mo Ganyun gasped and did not get himself into trouble. He felt that he was even more angry than when a fire started.

"Forget it, let's eat and eat."

Fang Che pulled Mo Ganyun to sit down.

Mo Ganyun's face turned red. He sat down, grabbed a big bone, and bit it in half with a click: "I'm so angry!"

Everyone else looked at Fang Che in surprise. Is this the end?
How can this end?

Fang Che deliberately brought up such a conflict, how could it end like this?
However, as stipulated by the Martial Academy, the canteen is the place to eat.

The two had a gust of wind and clouds.

Had lunch.

Everyone went back to the classroom to practice. This is also the tradition of the Martial Academy: there are spirit crystals in the classroom that are analyzed through formations, and can be absorbed by practitioners under the master for their own use.

Practicing for a moment more is to increase one's strength.

So no one misses such an opportunity.

But Fang Che stood up after practicing for half a quarter of an hour and walked out.

Mo Ganyun was sitting in the clouds, his eyes rolled as he looked at Fang Che's back, and then he stood up and followed him.

Find it all the way.

Finally saw Class Eleven.

Huo Churan and Wei Zihao are in this class.

And this time period belongs to the lunch break period, and the teachers are basically not here.

Go to the door.

Fang Che didn't hesitate.

Lift your feet straight up.

"boom!"

Kicked the door open.There was a bang.

The 100 people inside turned to look at it at the same time.

Fang Che stood at the door, gentle and elegant: "I'm here to look for the two of you, are Wei Zihao and Huo Churan here?"

The matter of the dining hall has naturally spread by now.

The 100 people inside all had complicated expressions.

Never expected that Fang Che would call on the door so arrogantly.

I couldn't help but think of Fang Che's public oath on the day of the big competition: see you once, beat you once.Even if I don't see you, I will go find you and beat you once!
Could this be... to verify the oath?
Sitting among the entire class, Wei Zihao's skin color became even more obvious.

The suspicion in Fang Che's heart also deepened.

I don't know why, but it can be beaten.

There are grievances.

The beating was unbearable, Wei Zihao would use whatever hole cards he had, and we'd analyze it later—Fang Che was very satisfied with his method.

From this came an idea: in the martial arts academy in the future, you have to offend more talents.

Without him, there is a reason to cause trouble: we have a grudge!
"Wei Zihao!"

Fang Che stood at the door and looked at it, waving his fingers arrogantly: "The fire is still burning, if it's a man, come out!"

Of course Wei Zihao didn't come out.

He was beaten when he came out, Wei Zihao was not so stupid, he just sat on the seat with his head down and didn't move.

But Fang Che's goal is not him at all, but the first fire, Wei Zihao pretends to be a tortoise, so let's pretend to be a tortoise, anyway, the buddies will be together for five years.

Chances are.

But Huo Chulian stood up with eyes blazing and strode out.

"Fang Che! I'm going to beat you to death today!"

The fire roared.

Fang Che was standing at the door, not giving way when he saw Huo Churan approaching.

Huo Churan roared and punched out.

Fang Che blocked it.

The fire started to ignite.

block.

Elbow.

block.

Gouging eyes, blocking.

knee bump.

Block again!

Right at the door, there was a sudden whirlwind.

Both of them moved very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, an afterimage was formed, making it difficult to see clearly.

Everyone is a sharp-eyed person, and they all took a breath of air. Although the two of them fought at the door of the classroom, they only used fists and feet, and they did not dare to engage in large-scale combat for fear of damaging items.

But this kind of speed and fierceness is absolutely breathtaking.

At least among the same level, there are only a few who can survive this round of fighting.

with a snap.

It seemed like someone had been slapped.

Immediately, a roar of fire was heard.

Then there was another snap.

Then the crackling sound suddenly became denser.

The roar of Huo Chulian was also one after another.

A little bit of red stuff splashed out and onto the face of a student in the front row. When he touched it, it turned red.

"is blood!"

someone exclaimed.

After a sound of fists and palms clashing.

bang.

Huo Chuxing staggered back, but Fang Che's body rolled up, leaning forward in the air, with one leg bent, a meteor fell from the sky, and his knee hit Huo Chuxing's chest as he retreated like a cannonball.

boom!
When the fire first started, it flew up and hit the wall with a bang, making the building seem to shake.

The fire ignited and then bounced back, throwing itself on the ground, and the hair suddenly fell down.

He groaned twice and stood up unsteadily. Only then did everyone see that his eyes were black and blue, his nose was flat, his cheeks were swollen, and his lips were cracked.

Thick blood spurted out from the corners of his eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears.

The whole class is silent!

Beaten so badly?
Huo Churan looked at Fang Che with red eyes, roared wildly, and suddenly charged forward again.

This time everyone could see clearly.

Fang Che stood motionless at the door, stretched out his hand and punched Huo Churan's fist, and slapped Huo Churan's face with his other hand, causing Huo Churan's head to be hit violently.

The blood in the mouth was skimmed out in an arc.

Fang Che had already reached out and grabbed his collar, and lifted his right leg to block Huo Chulan's knee bump.

A punch in the face.

Another punch.

Another punch!
With one hand holding the first ignited fire, it was held in the air like a broken sack, while the other hand rushed towards the face with punches and punches.

boom!
Bang bang bang!
The hearts of the whole class were following the loud bangs, and their hearts were beating wildly.

Too brutal, right?
"Fang Che!"

The squad leader stood up: "Although there is a personal grievance, if you continue to fight, you will die."

Fang Che stopped and let go.

The fire just ignited and fell to the ground like noodles. He looked at Fang Che fiercely, and there was a vicious light in his swollen eyes.

Fang Che lowered his head, looked down at the fire from above, frowned and said, "Tell me about you, you can't fight, why do you have to provoke? Now you will feel better after beating you up? Bitch!"

Pooh.

A mouthful of spittle fell on Huochuang's lips.

Fang Che said: "Don't provoke me again, just be friends, okay?"

　Chapter 43: The sofa opened up, and the leader chased him like ice and fire.

　　Three more tomorrow. 0 has an update.

　　
　
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