Lord Lu's little ancestor is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 314
"Instructor Wu! I beg you! Save Pei Huan!"

Ding Zi tightly covered Pei Huan's wound with a sweater, his voice mournful.

He could feel that Pei Huan's body was getting colder, but Ding Zi was helpless.

Wu Shan hurriedly took out his pocket, only to find that he hadn't brought his mobile phone with him when he came out in a hurry. Seeing Pei Huan covered in blood, Wu Shan also began to panic. He still had a wife and children to support, so he couldn't go to jail!

"Mr. Ma!"

Wu Shan turned to Ma Long for help.

Ma Long looked at Pei Huan and Ding Zi coldly, but his eyes stopped on Ding Zi's exposed wrist.

"Student Ding...the school has a rule that you can't wear any accessories on your body, and...who gave you the things on your wrist?" Ma Long was very indifferent to Pei Huan's life and death.

Ding Zi was startled, and subconsciously wanted to put down his sleeves to cover it up, but Ma Long grabbed his hand.

Malone was about to take it off for a closer look, but heard a 'bang'.

A loud bang.

The thick green-painted iron door crashed to the ground, and a beautiful girl appeared at the door with a cold expression, making people daunting.

Not far away, the sounds of ambulances and police cars sounded from far to near.

"Who are you? You're breaking into a private house!" Malone narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully sizing up the girl who appeared suddenly, feeling a little familiar.

At the beginning, Cen Shu used a little trick to make her appearance look more mature, so Malone didn't recognize her.

"Residence?"

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Cen Shu's lips, "Ms. Ma should explain this to the police."

Ignoring Ma Long, he went straight to Pei Huan.

"Pei Huan?!" Cen Shu called softly.

Pei Huan closed his eyes tightly without any reaction.

Cen Shu frowned, gently stroked Pei Huan's wound with her hand, and a transparent aura entered Pei Huan's body through the wound.

The blood flow was much slower.

"The patient is here!" Zhao Minmin led the medical staff to the low room.

The police and medical staff rushed to the scene.

The small room of the low house was suddenly crowded with people.

This night at Yucai Academy is destined to be restless.

Ma Long, Wu Shan, and the instructors at the school were taken back by the police for questioning. Pei Huan and Ding Zi got into the ambulance, and Ye Yuhan was worried, so Zhao Minmin had no choice but to go with them.

The scene of the act in the low house was protected.

Xu Guoqing was wearing a black windbreaker, and his face was a little ugly.

The school, which is supposed to teach and educate people and protect students, is so filthy that all kinds of corporal punishment and inhumane methods are used on students!
The night wind is cool.

Cen Shu stood leaning outside the low room, leaving a pool of blood in the room.

Xu Guoqing was addicted to cigarettes, he held a cigarette in his hand, but did not light it, and walked to Cen Shu's side.

"Girl Cen, I almost believed it..."

Cen Shu raised her eyebrows and looked at Xu Guoqing suspiciously.

Xu Guoqing put the cigarette under his nose, took a deep breath, "I believe you are a magic stick." Otherwise, how can I explain it, this night, Cen Shu suddenly appeared here, and rescued Pei Huan in such a timely manner.

"Uncle Xu, I am a good citizen who abides by the law." Cen Shu chuckled lightly and said word by word.

Xu Guoqing didn't say anything. Everyone in this world has their own secrets.

"Uncle Xu, how do the police plan to deal with this matter?"

Cen Shu took out a piece of milk candy from her bag and put it in her mouth, and asked softly.

However, without waiting for Xu Guoqing to answer, Cen Shu continued to say calmly: "No matter how the police deal with it, the general public has the right to know about the affairs of Yucai Academy. Uncle Xu, don't you think so?"

The corners of Cen Shu's lips curled up slightly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an inexplicable smile on her face.

Xu Guoqing was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)