The boundless anger burned violently in his heart. Wang Fei passed through the playful crowd and walked out of the school gate indifferently. He never looked back at the school because from this moment on, he had no relationship with No. 1 Middle School.

The principal was frightened by Wang Fei's murderous aura and was stunned for a while before he came to his senses. He looked resentful: "Reverse, reverse, the students nowadays are lawless and their anger is hard to disappear. The principal slapped the table with a palm.

The thick desk collapsed like a shattered decay and turned into pieces all over the ground.

"This..." The principal looked at his palm. Did he get incredible power by possessing a god?

The next second, the tables, chairs, benches, sofas, air conditioners, brooms, dustpans, and glass windows in the principal's room were all broken like spring breeze and autumn rain. In a moment, there was no such thing as intact in the entire principal's room.

Looking at the mess all over the ground, the principal's heart was beating wildly. This must have been done by Wang Fei. Wang Fei is an ancient warrior! Damn, he accidentally offended an ancient warrior with great magical powers!

You should know that since a large number of ancient warriors poured into the secular world, killing people like a knife, I have never heard of any ancient warrior being sent to court and being punished. Ancient warriors are not subject to law at all. A high school principal offended the powerful ancient warriors.

, the outcome seems to be self-evident.

"You think the Xu family's thighs are thick and easy to hold. When the Xu family is completely erased, you don't want to stay out of it." Wang Fei's words were still in his ears, and at this moment it directly penetrated his heart like a sharp sword.

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Two minutes later, the sweaty principal fell to the ground and kept muttering: "It's over, this time it's over."

After returning home with a sense of grief and anger, Wang Fei sat on the bed, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

Is there any justice in this world? As an ancient warrior, he has fallen to this point. What if he has become an ordinary person? The great humiliation has to be swallowed in his stomach. But why, those damn bastards,

Why do we surpass everyone? Because of money or force? If the law cannot restrict power, can we only kill and return to justice?

But damn it, his master’s Dharma name is Abstain from Killing!

The more I thought about it, the more depressed he became. He suddenly squirted out an old blood, and Wang Fei fell on the bed obliquely, not knowing the situation.

Xiaoshan and Youyou lived happily in the hotel all night, returned home in a depressed state, and saw Wang Fei, who was sleeping strangely.

"What martial arts does this guy practice?" Youyou went over and pushed him, leaving indifferent.

"Sleeping like a dead pig." Xiaoshan found a small stick and kept poking his nostrils.

"Hey, it's interesting, look at my Tathagata's Divine Palm."

"Wife, see if there are any bricks at home?"

"No, I can boil a pot of boiling water."

"You are too cruel, why not find a needle to slit his toenails."

The two of them struggled for a long time, but Wang Fei didn't move, and didn't even blink his eyes.

Xiaoshan finally felt something was wrong, so he tried to put his finger in front of his nose and jumped back two meters, screaming: "It's broken, I haven't breathed anymore."

"No?" Youyou was also startled and went over to catch Wang Fei's wrist, and his face changed: "The pulse is gone, what should I do if my husband?"

The hill jumped three feet high and hissed: "Send to the hospital, hurry up and send it to the hospital!"

Yuanshi First People's Hospital.

Wang Long is a handyman in the hospital. If a person dies in the hospital, he will be responsible for transporting the body downstairs and handing it to the funeral home. Today, this dead man is a bit strange. It is said that he still maintained the monk's meditation posture when he died, with his hands and feet sticking to him.

When we were together, we took a lot of effort to separate him.

These days, there are all kinds of strange things. Today, a big man seems to be transferred to the hospital. His symptoms are very strange. All experts have gone to the consultation and cannot even diagnose any disease. The director got angry and scolded everyone.

He was bleeding. Those experts were usually more obedient than the top, but Wang Long had been unhappy about it.

At this moment, he heard a clear and audible laughter.

Wang Long did not take it seriously and called Lao Gao behind him to walk away quickly, but Lao Gao stopped.

He turned his head dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing?"

Lao Gao's face was as pale as paper and he said tremblingly: "Did you hear the sigh?"

Wang Long looked impatient. He was about to curse when a sigh rang out in his ear.

This time he heard it clearly, and the sigh came from the stretcher!

"Bah, who has covered the white cloth on my head? It's so unlucky."
Chapter completed!