"Dad, what's the matter with you? You quickly say that my friends are still waiting for me to go out to play!" Yang Lei was particularly upset because he was still playing outside and was urgently recalled. He sat on the sofa and looked directly at his old man.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry what, you sit here honestly!"

"Hey, Dad, don't be angry. I'll sit. Can't I sit?" Yang Lei saw that his father was going to be angry. He sat down quickly and was restless again. He rubbed his hands together: "Dad, what's the matter with you? Can you give me a word first?"

"Someone wants to see..." you.

You haven't finished that yet.

There was a loud bang at the door.

Turning around, I saw that the door was kicked open.

"Hey, are you polite..."

Yang Lei, relying on his father as the principal, has always been used to bullying in the school. Now he looks at the door of his father's office being kicked open. He is angry. He stands up and points to someone and scolds.

"Shut up." when Yang Feng saw who his son was pointing to, he was frightened and broke his heart. He drank quickly to stop him from talking nonsense.

"Professor Gu."

Seeing his son obediently shut his mouth, he calmed down and hurried to meet the visitor with a flattering smile on his mouth.

Gu Shubai's eyes turned on Yang Feng and then fell on Yang Lei. As soon as the corner of his mouth was lifted, a thin and cool smile slipped out. Then he saw him raise his foot and kick Yang Lei.

"Professor Gu."

Yang Feng didn't expect that this man would kick his son as soon as he came up. When he saw his son trampled by Gu Shubai, his expression was not anger but fear. He bowed in front of Gu Shubai: "Professor Gu, I don't know where the dog annoyed you, so that you are so angry. I'll compensate you here. Please raise your hand and let the dog go."

Yang Feng called Gu Shubai. Although he called him "Professor Gu" in the school, he knew in his heart what kind of noble status this person was in front of him.

"Let him go?"

Gu Shubai glanced at Yang Feng and spoke in a tone of yin and Yang. It was very much like those domineering dog legs on TV, but he was not a dog leg, but the Lord. He could bully people by his own power.

"Then, headmaster, can you let me go?"

"Professor Gu, you, you are joking. We dare not, dare not." the headmaster raised his head slightly and smiled.

"Are you kidding? Isn't it?" Gu Shubai stepped on Yang Lei, and the tip of his leather shoes poked him in the chest.

"Ouch, ouch." Yang Lei cried out in pain at Gu Shubai's feet, and couldn't get rid of it.

"My wife, you all dare to die and hurt yourself. Don't you just don't let me go?"

"Professor Gu, are you kidding us? Professor Gu, your wife, we haven't met. How can we hurt her? There must be some misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Gu Shu raised his white eyes. "Don't you think it's your dismissal order today? Her photos are not your son's business?"

"Open, dismiss, silent, silent..." although the headmaster is in his forties and his memory is a little degraded, he is still a little impressed by the people he met this morning and what happened.

"Professor Gu, this, this, I don't know that Ji Zimo is your person. Otherwise, naturally, I dare not, dare not... Touch her!"

When I think of it, my face turned white and my body was almost paralyzed. I didn't expect that the female student union made during the day today was this one's wife. He glared at Yang Lei and was angry that he deserved to die, but he also knew in his heart that it would be useless. Now I can only find a way to appease him. I can only look forward to the understanding in front of me. He gave them a horse without knowing it.

"Oh? I don't know? That feeling, my private life has to be put on the table for you to ask about, isn't it?" Gu Shubai lifted Yang Lei's foot, and his anger spread to Yang Feng. He kicked people down again.

"Sorry, sorry, Professor Gu, it's all my fault, my fault."

Gu Shubai kicked the headmaster with no strength left. At this time, the headmaster's mouth was full of blood. Gu Shubai stepped on the ground and dared not move. He only dared to beg for mercy in a dumb voice.

"It's really your fault. If it weren't for you, it wouldn't make my wife cry."

Gu Shubai thought of the child squatting beside the newsstand in the heavy rain. His heart was as painful as being put in an oil pan.

The vision that falls on the headmaster again is more cruel, thin and cool. The smile hanging from the corners of his mouth is a startling arc.

"You say, how can I punish you? Well, you scolded her with your mouth, didn't you? If you don't cut off your tongue, you won't offend others with some bad words in the future."

"Or does the headmaster prefer to sew up his mouth? Then I have no opinion."

The headmaster wanted to plead. What does it mean to lose his tongue? He can't speak all his life and be a disabled person. Before he could speak out, Gu Shubai said again. He was so blocked that he didn't dare to plead.

"Losing the tongue and mouth suture." of course, the former is better. The headmaster nodded and replied: "my fault, I shouldn't scold Ji Zimo. My tongue should be cut. Professor Xie Gu is kind, and Professor Xie Gu let it go."

"So, very good." Gu Shubai nodded, removed his foot on the headmaster, turned his head and looked at Yan Yi on one side.

Yan Yi understood and immediately waved to several people in black suits who followed him, picked up the old man who was soft on the ground and took him aside to solve the problem.

"Dad..." Yang Lei listened to the conversation just now and saw that his father was going to be dragged down and cut his tongue. He was scared into a cold sweat. He looked at Gu Shubai and his voice trembled: "you, you are breaking the law, aren't you afraid we will sue you!"

"Break the law? Sue me?" hearing Yang Lei's voice, Gu Shubai put his eyes on him. His black eyes narrowed and his eyes were sharp. It was impossible to look at him: "you can try if you still have life."

As soon as these words fell, Yang Lei was already sentenced. Yan Yi waved again. He was also carried aside to solve it.

"After the headmaster? Who should it be?" Gu Shubai raised his head and asked softly after the headmaster was dragged down.

"The director of the College of Arts, his wife's counselor, the president and vice president of the student union." Yan Yi answered dutifully. His face was as cold as Gu Shubai, and there was no change because of the scream and bloody smell in the room.

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