The teacher said impatiently: "As a student, what qualifications do you have to arrest students? Release them quickly!"

Another teacher said sullenly: "It's up to you whether it's chaos or not. We have the final say. Do you understand?"

"What if I don't let go!"

Zhao Junhong stared at the teacher with cold eyes.

"Haha!" The teacher laughed, and a powerful aura from his body was instantly released, suppressing a large number of people in the picket brigade and unable to move.

"It's just you? Are you qualified to say no?"

He looked disdainful.

To become a teacher in a martial arts school, one must at least have the power of a high-level general.

Such strength, placed in those armies, is enough to serve as division commander.

"You dare to fight with people from the student union?" Zhao Junhong's voice was cold.

"Haha!" The teacher looked disdainful and said, "Boy, let me tell you, no matter what your identity is, if you are not strong enough, you have to keep your tail low. Do you understand?"

"Not strong enough?"

Zhao Junhong repeated it again and sneered: "If you don't have enough strength, then you need firepower!"

"attack!"

Sudden!

Zhao Junhong roared.

When the teachers came over just now, the people from the picket brigade followed Zhao Junhong and confronted the teachers.

At this moment, after hearing Zhao Junhong's order, they immediately took action.

They took out grenades one by one from their bodies and threw them at the teachers as quickly as possible.

"Are you crazy?"

The teachers were stunned for a moment, then screamed, turned around and ran away.

Psychic grenade!

Is it actually his psychic grenade?

At school, use psychic grenades on teachers!?

madman!

Absolutely crazy!

The teachers were running for their lives like crazy.

At this time, what kind of demeanor? What kind of calmness?

Damn them all!

Even high-level generals have to run when faced with psychic grenades.

The same level may not necessarily have the same power.

High-level generals can even cut through third-level psychic bullets with their swords. When faced with psychic grenades, not to mention third-level and second-level psychic grenades, they must run away.

The opponents are all first-level psychic grenades. They are high-level generals and can protect themselves with psychic powers.

However, there are too many.

More than twenty pieces!

Who can stop it?

Unless the god will!

"Boom!"

There were huge explosions.

Black smoke rose into the sky, forming a black smoke column.

The students who stayed in the school looked at this scene blankly.

What happened?

Such an explosion would actually occur in the school, and the smoke column looked familiar, as if...

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Almost all the students were shaking their heads.

Grenade?

If there were only two of them, they would still believe it.

It might be an experiment, or it might be something else.

Look at the amount of black smoke, there must be at least dozens of them?!

Who dares to play so big in school?

Fang Qingyun, who was eating fruit, shook his hand and dropped the apple.

He stared blankly at the black smoke.

"What's going on?" Gu Xi said in shock: "Then, what is that thing? It looks like the effect of a psychic grenade, but this is impossible. Who would play such a big role in the school?"

After Fang Qingyun was silent for a while, he whispered: "Someone dares!"

"You don't really think this is a psychic grenade, do you?" Gu Xi laughed.

Immediately, looking at Fang Qingyun's serious face, her pretty face couldn't help but stiffen, and she murmured: "Is it possible, is it possible..."

"It can't be wrong!"

Fang Qingyun even had a headache.

Uncle Zhao, you are more powerful than me!

The most I can do is scold the teachers and run away, but you just go ahead and fuck them.

If the Snake King finds out about this, he will probably jump at his feet.

Damn it, how did you end it?

"call!"

Fang Qingyun took a deep breath and tried to move his body.

I can't stand it anymore!

He wants to add some points to himself!

As long as your physical fitness improves, your recovery power will definitely increase as well.

"what you do?"

Gu Xi couldn't help but exclaimed, "You can't move now."

Fang Qingyun ignored it and continued to move his body with difficulty.

…

The smoke and dust slowly dispersed.

Zhao Junhong held a long knife and stepped forward slowly.

Where is the shadow of the teacher?

They were all a hundred meters away, staring at Zhao Junhong with gritted teeth.

"snort!"

Zhao Junhong snorted coldly and said: "Don't talk so much nonsense to me. If you want to interfere in the affairs between students, I can't defeat you. However, I am crazy enough. You'd better pretend that what happened today didn't happen. If

If we really make trouble with the Snake King, if I can’t eat and walk around, you guys will be better off?”

While the teachers were turning blue, he chuckled and said, "Don't push me. If you really push me, I promise, we will all be finished together!"

"snort!"

Zhao Junhong snorted coldly, then turned around and left with the people from the picket brigade in a swaggering manner.

Many teachers stared at his back with murderous intent in their eyes, but no one came forward.

Zhao Junhong's madness really scared them.

After all, according to the Snake King's rules, if the teacher intervenes, it itself breaks the rules.

Soon, the cause of the explosion spread throughout the school.

Reason: The student union is training the picket brigade.

These words are enough to deceive a three-year-old child.

Zhao Junhong did not order the matter to be silenced. It passed through the picket brigade and soon began to spread in the school.
To be continued...