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Anyway, it goes in one ear and out the other.
Over time, the tutors eventually gave up.
I'm too lazy to urge this good-for-nothing on.
Let's keep the water from the well and the river from the river.
Qiao Yu smirked, thinking to himself, "I'm not interested in your sister for now."
But your aunt is definitely my woman. In fact, if it weren't for her aunt visiting last time, I would be your uncle in name and in fact.
Thinking it over, Qiao Yu took a lunge forward.
He swung his right arm and slapped the arrogant boy across the face.
"Snapped!"
The slap was powerful and heavy, causing Li Xuliang to stumble.
Everyone was confused.
Was he beaten?
"You son of a bitch."
After realizing what had happened, he flew into a rage and retaliated with a flying kick against Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yuxun kicked out with lightning speed.
It struck first, hitting the guy squarely in the abdomen.
The guy, who weighed at least 120 pounds, was kicked away.
It slammed against the door with a loud bang.
.......
91. Huang Chengzi and Xia Qing; Persistence is the key.
Li Xuliang curled up, clutching his stomach, his eyes bloodshot.
"With your temper, the fact that you haven't been beaten to death means your family has quite a background," Qiao Yu sneered.
I thought to myself, "I've wanted to beat you up for a long time."
If it weren't for Xia Qing's sake, breaking her legs would be the least of my worries.
When it comes to fighting, Qiao Yu is no pushover.
In junior high and high school, he was considered a troublemaker by his teachers.
However, his fighting was not due to his own fault.
The reason lies with Qiao Jingjing.
Qiao Jingjing is like a beautiful rose that attracts a swarm of bees and butterflies.
She was always being flirted with by the school's local bullies and lazy, underachieving students.
Qiao Yu inevitably became his sister's shield.
As soon as I entered junior high school, I was forced to fight with some tough junior high students who didn't know their own strength. It was inevitable that I would end up with a black eye and a swollen face.
Once they entered high school, their fighting skills increased dramatically.
Despite being outnumbered, they still won more often than they lost.
Even the old man, a very serious person, didn't say a single word about this matter.
Instead of blaming him, his parents praised their son for being reliable.
Protecting your sister and starting a fight are two different things.
It was around this time that he mistook Xia Qing for Qiao Jingjing, and the two became acquainted.
This situation only improved when he went to university.
Firstly, the good-for-nothing Qiao Yu failed to get into Fudan University.
Secondly, college students are rational and mature, no longer the impulsive and reckless middle school students they once were.
Harassing female students will result in expulsion.
They might even face a lawsuit.
The roots of troubles!
Qiao Yu understood this when he was in junior high school.
Li Xuliang is clearly a middle school student who is not mentally mature enough.
In addition, Qiao Yu later followed the system to cultivate Qi.
It can be said that he now combines external martial arts with internal strength training, so he is not afraid of ordinary people.
Therefore, Qiao Yu wouldn't mind giving this immature teenager a beating.
At worst, I'll just give up this kind of upbringing.
He didn't mean to kick a man when he was down; that kick just now was enough to keep this guy lying on the ground for half a day.
If you hit him again, he'll suffer internal injuries.
At this time, the door opened.
A female student named Huang Chengzi peeked around curiously.
They obviously heard the noise and went upstairs to check the situation.
Seeing Li Xuliang lying by the door, pouring out his grievances, he was immediately taken aback.
Just when Qiao Yu thought she was going to confront him.
The girl chuckled, a hint of schadenfreude in her voice.
"Oh, you got hit?"
Li Xuliang, panting, said, "Mind your own business."
The girl clicked her tongue and said, "Aren't you known as the school's king of one-on-one fights, invincible among your peers?"
Li Xuliang retorted angrily, "I'm not as skilled as you, so what's it to you?"
The girl rolled her eyes, and in a despicable act of kicking him while he was down, she kicked him.
After kicking him, she said to Qiao Yu, "Handsome, you can continue. He just needs to be taught a lesson. Just don't kill or cripple him."
He shrank back, closed the door, and left.
The next moment, she turned back and reminded her:
"Don't hit my face! If my aunt sees this, you're finished."
Qiao Yu blinked, wondering what was going on.
"She's your sister?"
"none of your business."
Li Donglai swore.
Qiao Yu didn't say a word
Another kick landed on the guy's butt, making his face twitch in pain as he begged for mercy:
"Hero, please stop hitting me, please stop hitting me, I give up... She's my sister, my own sister."
"She has a younger sister like that?"
Qiao Yu was shocked.
"We've never gotten along since we were kids, we hate each other." Li Xuliang said with a mournful face, "Stop hitting me."
That fucking hurts! That guy really went all out.
Qiao Yu seemed to be deep in thought.
There is a saying.
Among siblings, the relationship between brother and sister is the most difficult to manage.
Qiao Yu didn't know if what he said was right or wrong.
Anyway, he and Qiao Jingjing have been together for over twenty years, and overall their relationship has been quite "harmonious".
The younger brother should protect his older sister and give in to her when there is a conflict.
If you can't bear it anymore, you shouldn't bear it any longer; if you need to be spanked, you should be spanked.
This is the experience summarized by Qiao Yu.
It wasn't a one-sided effort; Qiao Jingjing still cared for her younger brother, even though she always said:
The younger brother's things belong to the older sister, and the older sister's things belong to the younger brother.
but……
After Qiao Yu went to university, all of his clothes, computer, and mobile phone for all four seasons were paid for by Qiao Jingjing.
Therefore, Qiao Yu could not understand the way Li Xuliang and his sister got along.
He was too lazy to ask further.
Every family has its cupboard.
Ignoring Li Xuliang, who was curled up on the ground and still hadn't recovered.
Qiao Yu sat in the chair.
He casually picked up Li Xuliang's phone and checked Li Donglai's game battle records.
A dismal record of 2-13-4.
Qiao Yu chuckled.
He picked up his high school workbook from the corner of the table and flipped through it casually.