The more angry Zhang Qingyang was, the more proud Liu Hou was. He said to the younger brother who was holding Zhang Qingyang: "I'll hit it first, after the hit, you can feel it too. It's not always possible to slap the top ten geniuses in the college."

Zhang Qingyang stared at him, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. "I am despicable, you are a shame to Nanling Academy."

"Whatever you say." Liu Hou grinned, not caring about what the other party said, and slapped Zhang Qingyang's left face, "God said, someone slapped you in the left face, and you have to send your right face up. Haha, I've long seen you feel unhappy, and I've always put on the look of being a good student all day long."

Hou Liu deliberately hit him slowly, humiliating the other party for a while.

Zhang Qingyang bit his lips tightly, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Even when he grew up so old, Zhang Qingyang's emotions were not as intense as he is now. He hoped that he would have a wooden stick or something in his hand now, and he would slapped hard on the other party's extremely annoying face.

Suddenly, time seemed to freeze for one ten thousandth of a moment, and Zhang Qingyang suddenly had an illusion, and a brick flew over and patted Liu Hou's head.

The next moment, Liu Hou suddenly screamed, and fell to the ground with his head in his hands, rolling back and forth. He had a painful expression on his face and kept moaning.

The emergencies made Liu Hou’s two younger brothers confused.

Zhang Qingyang was also a little confused. What was going on just now? And at this moment, his head suddenly became dizzy, as if he hadn't been asleep all day and night, and he wanted to go to bed.

Looking at the fallen Liu Hou, Zhang Qingyang realized that this was a good opportunity to escape. He suddenly broke away from the man's hands behind him and rushed forward.

The man behind Zhang Qingyang hesitated for a while and did not chase after him. He squatted down to look at Hou Liu.

On the contrary, it was the man who was stepped on his toes by Zhang Qingyang. Although he didn't know what happened, he chose to block Zhang Qingyang. Zhang Qingyang shouted angrily: "Get out!"

The man said with a threatening look on his face: "I think beautifully!"

Before he finished speaking, another brick flew out. The man in front suddenly felt as if he was hit hard and cried bitterly. The blood from his nose immediately flowed down. Then the other party fell down without even snorting.

Zhang Qingyang felt his headache splitting, but at the critical moment, Zhang Qingyang did not dare to stop and forced himself to run forward.

Zhang Qingyang ran staggeringly. Originally, another younger brother of Hou Liu wanted to catch up and block him, but when he saw his companion screaming, he fainted on the ground. He was frightened and dared not chase him. He watched Zhang Qingyang run farther and farther away.

Zhang Qingyang ran until he couldn't run, and then stopped panting. After running for a while, his head was not as painful as before, but it still hurt very much, his head was dizzy, as if he had a serious illness, and his head was very heavy.

Zhang Qingyang wiped it over his mouth and realized that he was bleeding from his nose.

"What happened just now? Why did that guy, Hou Liu and his followers suddenly fall down?" Zhang Qingyang was very strange.

But his head hurts at this moment and it is difficult for him to think deeply for a while.

After finding a place, resting for a while, and waiting for a long time, Zhang Qingyang returned to the carport and found that his bicycle had been smashed into a ball of scrap iron.

Zhang Qingyang's face was gloomy. The bicycle was destroyed, which must have been a revenge by Liu Hou and the other two.

The bicycle is broken completely, and it is impossible to repair it. At most, it is sold for scrap iron.

The family’s financial situation is not good, so buying another bicycle will undoubtedly add insult to injury. The most important thing is, even if you buy another bicycle, what if it is still smashed by the other party?

Zhang Qingyang was furious.

When he got home, Zhang's mother said, "How did you get back? What about the bicycle?"

In order not to worry about his parents, Zhang Qingyang told a small lie: "The bicycle was stolen."

Zhang's mother did not blame Zhang Qingyang, but instead comforted Zhang Qingyang and said, "Don't worry, let your father buy another one for you. Thieves are too rampant now, and they dare to go to Nanling Academy to steal things."

Zhang Qingyang said: "Mom, don't buy it. I have thought about it. Anyway, I have to get up very early every morning to run and exercise. I won't run in the morning from now on. I run to the academy every day. I save time and exercise."

Zhang's mother hesitated and said, "It's not good, it's too hard."

Zhang Qingyang smiled and comforted his mother, saying, "It's not hard, it's not hard. Don't you often tell me that you will be the best if you endure hardships."

Zhang's mother felt that she hugged Zhang Qingyang in her arms and said, "My son is sensible."

Zhang's father brought the meal and said, "Wash your hands and eat. It's better to endure hardship early, and it's better to endure hardship early than to endure hardship late."

After dinner, Zhang's father smoked, Zhang's mother cleaned the dishes. Zhang Qingyang greeted his parents and went upstairs.

When he arrived at his small space, Zhang Qingyang let out a sigh of relief and threw himself on the bed, and his whole body relaxed.

"People fight for breath and receive a stick of incense." Zhang Qingyang had just lie down for a while and then jumped from the bed. "Cultivate the bridge of the soul as soon as possible and have his own pet beasts, so that he can avoid the humiliation he has today and let his parents live a good life."

Zhang Qingyang was cross-legged with a hundred times more energy and calmed down, and soon his mind was immersed in the inner universe.

"Hey, it's not right." Zhang Qingyang just used his mental power to build a brick, and found that the number of bricks was incorrect.

"One, two, three..." After counting several times in a row, Zhang Qingyang could already confirm that there were two missing bricks.

"Why are there two pieces missing?" Zhang Qingyang thought hard, "Where did these two bricks go... No way!"

Zhang Qingyang suddenly realized that these two bricks were used to photograph Liu Hou and his followers.

At that time, he felt a brick flying out and hitting the two of them. It looked like it was a match.

"In a hurry, I threw out the two bricks condensed by my mental power. How could I throw out the bricks condensed by my hard work?" Zhang Qingyang was excited and his consciousness bounced out of the inner universe.

Zhang Qingyang touched his chin and regretted it. He had to know that he could not make much of his mental power. He threw it out at once, it was a waste!

"Oh, it's not right!" Zhang Qingyang thought again, "If Hou Liu dares to bully me in the future, I will just throw the bricks out and smash him out, right? I think he dares to play tricks with me! Is it a big killer weapon!"

Zhang Qingyang suddenly became very happy.

However, when he calmed down, he felt that he was still at a disadvantage. If he encountered someone who was arrogant in the future and threw a brick, it would be a waste. The key is that this is the material for creating a bridge of the soul.

A sudden light of inspiration flashed in Zhang Qingyang's heart, he immediately stood up, rushed to his schoolbag, and took out Zhang Tiezhu's notes.
Chapter completed!