MTL - The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party-Chapter 25 punch me

There are four rooms and one living room, and the room is bright when the lights come on.

There were also a few packed lunches on the table in the living room. This should be the dinner that Jiang Xiyao asked his secretary to prepare for him.

Fangzheng sat down on the sofa, opened the lunch box, and found the class group of the third grade, fourth class.

At night, it is the easiest time for people to talk to others, and it is also the easiest time to break defenses. If you don't take advantage of this precious time, you will have no chance to start.

I found Shang Dongfang's WeChat and added it, but unfortunately there was no agreement there.

Who would have thought that just as Fangzheng was eating his lunch and staring at his phone in a daze, there were some banging sounds coming from the next room.

Although I knew that they were moving, the movement was too big.

He approached the door with curiosity, and after listening for a while, he realized that he didn't seem to be moving, but that he was arguing?

"Stinky girls, don't you tell me to move?! Do you think I can't find you?! Where's the money?!"

"I didn't, I really didn't, just let me and the child go!"

Looking through the cat's eyes, I really don't know there is such a coincidence. The family of three in the next room is none other than Shang Dongfang in my class.

After Fang Zheng was surprised, he opened the door.

The family of three glanced at Fangzheng at the same time, especially Shang Dongfang's eyes were red, and he silently said, "Teacher?"

Shang Dongfang's father slammed the door shut.

Then, as if he was clamoring for money inside, Fang Zheng couldn't help knocking on the door.

The voice inside was much quieter, Fang Zheng slammed the door hard instead.

"Open the door!"

The door slammed open, Fang Zheng and Shang Dongfang's father were standing face to face. It was a middle-aged man with a flat head and a strange tattoo on his neck, wearing a white short sleeve. The East doesn't look alike at all.

"What door are you knocking on?!"

Fangzheng: "Don't you know it's disturbing to quarrel at night?"

"None of your business! Courting death, right?!"

Fang Zheng let out a long breath and looked at Shang Dongfang in the room: "Dongfang, have you moved here?"

Shang Dongfang shook his head tremblingly, his right cheek was a little red.

Fang Zheng saw his swollen face: "What happened to your face? Did your dad beat him?"

Shang Dongfang lowered his head, shook his head slowly, and burst into tears: "He's not my dad. My dad is already dead."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his anger rose instantly; "If you bring this up again, you want to be beaten again, don't you?!"

The man rushed towards Shang Dongfang and raised his arm without even thinking about it. Fangzheng's physical fitness was good, and the first novice reward given by the system was to strengthen his body.

Right now, although this strong man looks much stronger than Fang Zheng, his strength is far worse than Fang Zheng's.

Fang Zheng saw that the middle-aged man wanted to do something again, so he grabbed the man's arm and said, "If you have something to say, don't do it."

The middle-aged man widened his eyes: "Are you looking for death?"

Fang Zheng grabbed his arm, raised his right leg and kicked him fiercely. When the kick fell, the man was actually kicked half a meter away with a bang!

The strength was just listening to the screams of the man lying on the ground, and he knew how painful it was.

The belly on the right side of the white short-sleeved shirt quickly turned purple.

Fang Zheng looked at him and said, "Explain in advance that I don't call it beating people, it's called being righteous, you know?"

Fangzheng took out his mobile phone and found the police number: "Hey 110? There is domestic violence in Building No. 3 of Zijin Community. Yes, it is very bad. Who am I? I've punched this guy a few times, come on."

Putting away the phone, he glanced at Shang Dongfang: "Is he really not your father? Stepfather?"

Shang Dongfang was also amazed at Fang Zheng's kick just now, and nodded.

Fangzheng snorted, then he was relieved, and he asked Shang Dongfang's mother to apply for it. After the woman agreed, he walked to the middle-aged man.

He punched him a few times, and the middle-aged man screamed several times, until he stopped after begging Fangzheng.

Looking at his blood-stained fist, he said to him:

"Don't bully your children on the basis of your size. In the future, Dongfang will eat stronger than you. Haven't you thought about your old age? You're brain-dead! Just think about it now?"

The big man was lying on the ground covering his face and didn't dare to move, so Fang Zheng went back to his room and brought a few lunch boxes to give to the mother and son.

"Eat?"

Shang Dongfang didn't dare to take it at first, but Fangzheng handed it forward again, and he took it.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang.."

Shang Dongfang's mother also wiped away tears and said, "Thank you, teacher."

"You're welcome, it's all neighbors."

It didn't take long for the police to arrive. Fang Zheng and his family were taken to the police station to learn about the basic situation.

Although the middle-aged man kept saying that he was beaten, according to Fangzheng's description, and according to the description of the mother and son, the police can be regarded as the basic situation.

She just warned Fang Zheng and let him out.

"It's a good thing to act bravely for righteousness, but next time, be gentle and call us earlier."

It's just that Shang Dongfang's mother and son and Fang Zheng came out, but the middle-aged Liangshan hero who beat his children has to stay inside for a few days.

Because the police heard something in the description of the mother and son, this guy likes to gamble, and there is a WeChat group full of gamblers.

But this has nothing to do with Fang Zheng, and he doesn't care.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when I brought the mother and son home. Fang Zheng wanted Shang Dongfang to have a good night's sleep so that he would be better at school tomorrow, but the child proposed to go to the rooftop for a walk.

Fang Zheng agreed.

On the rooftop, Shang Dongfang began to wonder what kind of strange teacher he met, especially when Fang Zheng handed Shang Dongfang a cigarette, Shang Dongfang was completely confused.

He waved his hand and was flattered: "Teacher, I don't smoke."

Fangzheng snorted and said with a smile, "Don't smoke? It's a good habit to not smoke, so the teacher doesn't mind if you smoke one, right?"

Shang Dongfang smiled and shook his head.

Fangzheng put the cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Xiyao's figure flashed in his mind, but in the end, he didn't light it, just leaned against the rooftop wall with the cigarette in his mouth to blow air.

"Having a bad day at school?" Fang Zheng asked.

Shang Dongfang's brows and eyes became very aggrieved, and they were tightly wrinkled together.

"They all bullied me, teacher, I don't want to go to school anymore.."

Fangzheng glanced at Shang Dongfang: "Don't go to school? It's good if you don't go to school! If you don't go to school, you won't be bullied at school. You're very smart, but you're in society? What should you do if you meet someone like your stepfather again? ?"

Shang Dongfang shook his head.

"I have no idea."

Fang Zheng stared at his student, put the cigarette in his pocket again, and walked up to him: "Come and punch me! I'll teach you to fight back!"

"what?"

"I just want you to hit me! If those people bully you in the future, just remember how to hit me tonight. Come and hit me!"

Shang Dongfang frowned: "But I never hit anyone."

"Don't talk nonsense, just fight!"

Fang Zheng closed his eyes, but after dawdling for a long time, the other party scratched his face with his fist, which was not as painful as a mosquito bite.

Fang Zheng sighed: "Don't hit me? If you don't hit me now, what will your mother do with you in the future?"

Seeing Shang Dongfang's hesitation, Fangzheng knew that there was a drama, but the last straw could crush this weak camel to death.

He stretched out a finger: "Last chance, if you don't hit me, I won't care about you. If you hit me this way, you will fight at school tomorrow, and I guarantee that the school will not dare to punish you!"

When Shang Dongfang saw Fangzheng close his eyes again, he remembered his experience in school, slowly raised his hand, clenched his fist, closed his eyes, and gave Fangzheng a hard punch!

"Teacher, I'm sorry!"