Chapter 338 Why do you all like to harm yourself (thirty-eight updates)

The man smashed the iron chair down hard, but he didn't expect to be stopped by Chen Yang. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the chair sink any further. The chair seemed to be fixed in the air.

"Damn it, you dare to resist our Qilin Society!"

The man was furious and pulled the chair back. Chen Yang happened to let go. He stopped the momentum and stepped back a few steps, making a clanging sound on the desk behind him and almost falling down.

Such a huge embarrassment made the man furious.

He threw away the chair in his hand, took out a folding switchblade from his trouser leg, approached Chen Yang, and said fiercely: "Boy, you are the one who drank the toast yourself and refused to eat as a penalty. The knife will kill you later." If you get hurt, don’t blame grandpa for not warning you.”

Seeing that this man actually took out a knife, the people around him were so frightened that they quickly moved away, their eyes full of fear, thinking that these people from the Qilin Society were too unscrupulous.

"You can't do this."

The fat teacher shouted, trying to stop the murder.

At this time, two members of the Qilin Society walked up to him at the door and stared at him from left to right, making him dare not speak anymore.

"Chen Yang, it's too late for you to regret it now."

The man shouted coldly, and stabbed Chen Yang with the folding knife in his hand. The target was his shoulder. This position would not kill him, but if it was stabbed, his arm would immediately lose its resistance. I have to say that the man in front of me must have done this kind of thing before and has rich experience.

In this case, Chen Yang would not show mercy to a villain.

But in the eyes of others, he was sitting on a chair with nowhere to dodge, and the knife would definitely fall on him.

"ah!"

The girls in the room all exclaimed and quickly covered their eyes, not daring to watch the bloody scene that followed.

The moment they covered their eyes, a painful scream echoed in the room, but the sound was not from Chen Yang, but from the man holding a folding knife.

"Ouch! My hand!"

The man yelled heartbreakingly, and everyone looked at him and couldn't help but gasp.

I saw his left hand placed on the surface of the desk. The folding knife was stabbed through the back of his hand, piercing his palm until the handle was gone. His palm was nailed to the desk, and blood flowed from his palm. , instantly dyeing the desk red.

And his right hand was holding the handle of the knife tightly, not because he wanted to hold it, but because Chen Yang squeezed his hand tightly, making it impossible for him to let go of the folding knife.

"What are you doing? Why are you stabbing your own palm? If you do this, I will be very scared."

Chen Yang looked frightened and said to the man.

The man had an angry look on his face. The moment he swung the knife, Chen Yang pressed his left palm on the desk, then pinched his right hand that was holding the folding knife and stabbed it hard.

Chen Yang did all this, but now it's his fault.

"Fuck you, if you dare to hurt me, you're dead."

The man was used to being violent. Although the pain made him tremble all over, he was not afraid of Chen Yang and still hissed threats.

Just a student, so arrogant, made Chen Yang very curious about this so-called Qilin Society, what kind of background did they have that could make them so arrogant.

The man continued to curse: "Fuck you, the president will definitely not let you go..."

Pfft.

Before the man could finish speaking, Chen Yang grabbed the hand holding the knife, raised it, and stabbed it down again, leaving a second hole on the back of the man's hand.

"What are you doing? Don't be impulsive. Why did you stab your own palm again?"

Chen Yang once again put the responsibility on the man himself, then looked at the stunned classmates around him, and said seriously: "Come on, everyone saw it, and it was too late for me to stop him. It was he who stabbed his own palm, right? ?”

At this time, everyone was dumbfounded. They couldn't figure out what was going on. Chen Yang was so calm and bloodthirsty, which was really beyond their expectation.

As for Chen Yang's question, no one answered, and the room was silent.

Chen Yang smiled and said to the man who was so painful that he shed tears: "You saw it, everyone agreed that you stabbed yourself."

"I……"

The man originally wanted to curse, but looking at Chen Yang's cold eyes, he quickly choked back his words. He was afraid that a third hole would appear on his palm.

"This guy is a tough guy, let's all fight together."

At this time, the other three members of the Qilin Society at the door reacted and swarmed towards Chen Yang.

One of them jumped directly onto the desk, ran over from the desk, and kicked Chen Yang in the head.

Chen Yang turned slightly to one side and easily dodged the kick. Then he grabbed the man's ankle and pulled it down hard. The man's legs spread and hit the back of the chair.

The thin back of the chair poked between his legs.

Phew.

"Ouch!"

A cruel roar echoed throughout the entire floor, and the man's entire face was distorted. The pain he was suffering at this moment was stronger than that of the man with two holes in his palm.

"Look at you, you didn't walk on the road, but you chose to walk on the desk. Now you're fine, you're going to explode."

Chen Yang shook his head and said seriously.

When everyone heard this, they were speechless for a while. If you hadn't grabbed other people's feet, would they have exploded?

"Nah, I'm going to kill you."

The man roared angrily, took out his folding knife, and rushed towards Chen Yang.

Chen Yang hooked the chair next to him with his toes and kicked it forward. The man rushed forward and his lower body hit the back corner of the chair.

It would have been fine if he had just bumped into it, but Chen Yang kicked the chair that he passed over. It didn't seem to be very fast, but it was very powerful.

Boom.

The man stopped moving, his whole face turned pale, and he lay on the ground, twitching in pain.

"Look at you, now you hit the chair again. Didn't you learn to walk well when you were a child?"

Chen Yang pointed at the man lying on the ground, then looked at the man whose palms were pinned to the desk, and said seriously: "Look at you, you don't learn well at a young age, why do you like to hurt yourself?"

Self harm? Nima, do you only like to harm yourself?

At this time, the injured two people were feeling aggrieved, but they did not dare to speak.

Chen Yang looked at the two Qilin Club members holding folding knives at the door and said, "Do you two also like to harm yourself?"