Most of the head's height difference and great power gap, Lu Xiaolai was firmly pressed in the wall, dare not move. Of course, she can also bend down from his arm to attack the rear with the help of skillful force, but she will not act rashly until she knows the strength of the enemy. Song Fengya has repeatedly told her not to fight against the school dictator, who ranks zero in the martial arts list.

She looked at the small wooden knife on the ground not far away, hummed and twisted: "don't worry, I won't run away."

"That's the best, or you'll die ugly."

"Can you stop dying? It's a society ruled by law. It's against the law to kill people."

"Then you will know that life is more painful than death."

Wow, it's amazing. It's amazing. Lu Xiaolai didn't answer his words and turned his eyes at the bottom of his heart.

Gu can Zhao gives a cold smile, releases her hand and puts the ring away.

The wrist that he had grabbed was red. Lu Xiaolai rubbed his wrist and went around Gu canzhao's back. He picked up the wooden knife on the ground and patted off the dust carefully. He held it in his hand like a baby.

"You are not qualified to fight me."

Behind him came the unpleasant voice. Lu Xiaolai drew slightly from the corner of his mouth and grasped the wooden knife in his hand.

Listen to the tone of this man's voice, it's just like minutes. She grew up in a martial arts school. She fought and killed with her senior brothers in the school. Every day, she had to fight for several rounds. Does he really think she is a soft persimmon?

Dad said to keep a low profile in school, but also in the face of song Fengya, this time she endured, the next time she must kill him.

Lu Xiaolai quietly put away his wooden knife and hid it in his schoolbag. In his heart, he scolded Gu canzhao from his hair to his toes.

There was no sound from the march outside, and half a figure was not seen in the corridor. Lu Xiaolai did not dare to delay any longer and ran to the back door in a hurry. At this time, Gu canzhao walked slowly to the back door, and they met again in the narrow road. The one meter wide door was enough for them to pass at the same time, but they were blocking half of the door, staring at each other, and no one would give way.

"Get out of the way."

"Why should I?"

"You are nothing, dare to let me."

Lu Xiaolai straightened up his chest: "I'm the one who writes in a big way. I want to go out first. First come, then come. Do you understand?"

Gu canzhao's indifferent eyes swept her flat chest, and said: "the figure has no material, but the temper is very big. Just like you, you are not a girl."

Lu Xiaolai looked at his chest with an eye for an eye and said, "you have a big chest, you are reasonable, I am flat chest, I am proud, you can manage you!"

"Idiot." Gu canzhao pushed her away, put his hands in his trousers pocket and went out of the door.

With a bang, Lu Xiaolai fell on the wall. She rubbed her aching arm and grinded at his back.

This kind of person! Believe it or not, she can run after you for three blocks!

Lu Xiaolai angrily kicked a foot of the wall, took the door out, but saw a little familiar figure coming towards this side. The man stopped in front of Gu canzhao and handed him something.

Intuition told her there must be a ghost in it.

She stepped forward quickly and listened attentively to their conversation.

"Zero, the car's downstairs. Your key."

Gu canzhao took the key and gave a faint "um".

"The student in the back, want to go with you?"

Gu canzhao stops and turns to look back.

Lu Xiaolai's back was cold. He stood up straight and waved to them with a smile: "hi ~"