Chapter 83 Are you sick?
He looked at the kitchen knife held in front of him, and then looked at Song Yuanyuan who had a murderous look on her face.

Song Jiajia immediately exploded, raised her hand and froze Song Yuanyuan's kitchen knife.

Song Yuanyuan directly smashed the kitchen knife on her. Fortunately, Song Jiajia reacted quickly, otherwise she would have been injured by the knife.

"Are you sick?" Song Jiajia shouted angrily. Song Yuanyuan has been acting crazy ever since she woke up in the hospital.

Song Yuanyuan said nothing, raised her fist and punched Song Jiajia in the face.

The punch came suddenly and Song Jiajia was knocked to the ground before she could react.

Song Yuanyuan just rode on her and punched her in the face again and again, with a ferocious look and movements.

People passing by were reluctant to step forward to help after seeing this.

After all, Song Yuanyuan's eyes were so fierce that they seemed to be able to kill people, and the murderous aura was overflowing from her.

"Mad, bitch!" Song Jiajia struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and cursed viciously, "I must teach you a lesson today, bitch, otherwise you will always provoke Jiaojiao."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and countless ice needles appeared in the air. She waved her hand and rushed directly towards Song Yuanyuan.

Song Yuanyuan didn't say anything and continued to look at her coldly, but she was very agile and dodged the ice needle in just two or three moves.

He also rushed to Song Jiajia, took out a frying pan from his space ring and smashed it directly on the other person's head.

"boom--"

A heavy sound was heard, and it could be heard that Song Yuanyuan was really trying to kill him.

Song Jiajia's head was broken by her. She took two steps back and shook her dizzy head.

"Crazy..." She raised her head and looked at Song Yuanyuan and said, then Song Jiajia stretched out her hand and an ice sword appeared in her hand.

After the ice sword appeared, Song Jiajia rushed towards Song Yuanyuan with it.

The two started fighting right at the school gate.

This directly attracted countless students to come and watch.

Song Yuanyuan had a cold face and said nothing, but she beat her to death with every move she made. As long as she couldn't be killed, she would.

The angry Song Yuanyuan picked up the frying pan and smashed all the ice cubes, ice cones, and ice spikes that the other party had created.

Not only did it break into pieces, but it also smashed the ice sword in Song Jiajia's hand into pieces.

At this time, Song Yuanyuan didn't need the bonus of the meatballs produced by the system at all and could explode directly.

He beat the man so hard that he lay on the ground vomiting blood.

Song Yuanyuan stepped on the other person's face with her boots on, and the frying pan in her hand was dripping blood onto the ground.

He looked down at her as if she were garbage.

"Kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, and I will choose to forgive you." Song Yuanyuan said, but this request made Song Jiajia feel particularly humiliated.

Her position is colonel. It is absolutely impossible to ask a colonel to kneel down and apologize.

What's more, the one kneeling was the crazy Song Yuanyuan, which was even more impossible.

"What the hell do you want--" Song Jiajia said this, looked at Song Yuanyuan and then blew air.

At once, a lot of wind and snow came towards Song Yuanyuan. The wind and snow were so strong that the students watching could hardly stand steadily.

Song Yuanyuan's lower body was very stable, she raised her hand and used the frying pan to block her face. The strength on her feet was getting stronger and stronger, Song Jiajia wanted to take this opportunity to break free, but she found that after years of training, her strength was not as good as Song Yuanyuan's.

She was shocked when the thought came to her mind, but Song Jiajia quickly rejected the idea.

She was just using her cleverness. It's impossible for Song Yuanyuan to be stronger than her.

Since she is not afraid of this, then try another one.

Song Jiajia shouted, "It's hail!" Then hailstones the size of eggs fell, and Song Yuanyuan had to let go of her foot that was stepping on her head.

The protective shield was taken out from the system space and opened. The moment the light blue protective shield was opened, all the hail, wind and snow were isolated outside.

Looking at the frying pan in her hand, Song Yuanyuan slowly put it away, then took out a long knife.

This long knife was the weapon she used before. She touched the handle and pressed the black button.

The entire long sword instantly burst into flames. "Come on." Song Yuanyuan said and rushed over with the long sword in hand.

The protective shield also moved with her, and every time Song Yuanyuan swung the knife, Song Jiajia felt frightened.

She dodged Song Yuanyuan's long knife in a panic and took out her own weapon, a laser gun.

After dodging, he aimed at Song Yuanyuan, but was blocked by the protective shield.

Song Jiajia used her supernatural powers to attack Song Yuanyuan with a laser gun, but her protective shield was very strong and blocked all attacks.

More and more students gathered around, robots maintained order, and teachers and leaders also came over.

When they arrived, the two were fighting fiercely, but the one at a disadvantage was Song Jiajia.

Although she has advanced laser guns and powerful ice powers.

But Song Yuanyuan has a protective shield. With this shield, she doesn’t even need to use her special powers.

The vice principal watched the two men fighting at the school gate. If the place wasn't so big, they would have gotten into trouble sooner or later.

"Who is fighting with whom?" asked the vice-principal.

The student next to him scratched his head and said half-understood: "I only know that one is Song Yuanyuan, but I don't know the other one."

"Who started it?" the vice-principal continued to ask.

The classmate shook his head and said, "I just got here a while ago."

At this time, another classmate took over the conversation: "The other one is Colonel Song Jiajia."

The vice-principal also knows something about what happened in the Song family recently, and didn’t the Song family cut off ties with Song Yuanyuan?

Then why did Song Jiajia come to school to find Song Yuanyuan?
Song Yuanyuan felt her body becoming more and more tired. Was this her limit?

It seems that more practice is needed.

When she swung the last knife, she put away the flame, and this knife directly cut Song Jiajia's shoulder.

The knife that had been burned by fire was terribly hot. It chopped straight at Song Jiajia's shoulder, causing her to scream in pain.

There was a burnt smell in the air, which I guess came from the burnt parts of Song Jiajia.

"Be careful when you talk to me next time, and please kowtow to me and apologize." Song Yuanyuan said calmly, looking at Song Jiajia, who was beaten black and blue and had injured shoulders.

Song Yuanyuan still had the idea of ​​asking her to kneel down and kowtow to apologize.

When the vice principal heard what Song Yuanyuan said, he cursed in his heart and quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "If there is any misunderstanding here, we can sit down and resolve it properly.

After all, this is Colonel Song, and it would not be nice to ask her to kneel down and kowtow."

"If she doesn't want to kowtow, then I'll do it for her." Song Yuanyuan said coldly. She looked at the vice-principal and smiled cruelly. "Did she ask for kowtow to apologize?"

"Ah?" The vice-president was surprised. Colonel Song asked for it himself?

This request is quite outrageous.

Song Yuanyuan ignored the vice principal and walked to Song Jiajia who was lying on the ground and slowly squatted down.

"I'll help you kowtow, right?" Song Yuanyuan said to herself, then grabbed her hair and lifted her up, made her kneel down, and then pressed her head to the ground with her hand.

(End of this chapter)

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