13 What Kind of Fertilizer Monster?

Ye Haoran walked in the direction of the second-year teaching building. He was stopped at the stairs.

A group of people directly surrounded him by the stairs, their faces full of mockery.

The students who passed by glanced at them and hurriedly lowered their heads and left, because the different styles of school uniforms on this group of people represented that they were in the third year of high school.

In the era of spiritualists, the seniors represent higher power, and they couldn't afford to offend them at all.

"You're the one who beat up my brother?"

A feminine-looking young man walked up with a cold look in his eyes.

"You've got some guts, kid. How dare you provoke me, Qin Yang. Do you have anything to say?"

Ye Haoran grinned. Just as he was about to speak, the system options suddenly appeared in front of him:

[Option 1: Apologize to the Qin brothers in the most sincere way and beg for their forgiveness. Reward: Increase body resistance by 1% when being hit.]

[Option 2: If you don't agree, directly summon the goldfish and start fighting! Reward: One-day trip to the Spirit Bureau.]

[Option 3: Play around and then launch a sneak attack. Reward: Large amount of spiritual power.]

Ye Haoran pondered for a moment, and a pitiful expression appeared on his face, his eyes filled with tears.

Qin Yang was stunned. Didn't the intelligence say that the other party was arrogant and unruly? Why did it not seem right?

"Big Brother, did you get the wrong person? I didn't do anything!" Ye Haoran's face was covered in snot and tears, and he cried so tearfully as if he was wronged.

"Hmm..."

Qin Yang frowned. Could it be that Qin Song had mistaken him for someone else?

"Go and get my brother," he said to the person behind him.

After a while, Qin Song arrived with a bloody nose and swollen face.

That day at the black market, Qin Song had revealed killing intent towards him. Ye Haoran naturally beat him to death,

His jaw was broken, so naturally, it would not heal so quickly.

"Brother, don't listen to his nonsense. He was the one who beat me up that night!"

Qin Song's eyes were filled with resentment as he stared at him.

"Student, first of all, I don't know you. Second, you said that I hit you. Do you have any evidence? How did I hit you?"

Ye Haoran asked righteously, causing the group of people to look at Qin Song with confusion.

"You..."

The corners of Qin Song's mouth trembled. He pointed at Ye Haoran as if his finger was trembling non-stop. He was so angry that he was about to cry.

"I'm the victim here, why are you all looking at me like that?"

"You don't want to admit it? Alright, I'll prove it to you!"

Qin Song seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He turned around and took out a fertilizer bag from behind.

"Here, look, this is how you hit me!"

Qin Song directly put the fertilizer bag on his head and turned a few times on the spot.

"Ah, this..."

The group of people were all dumbfounded. What was this?

Qin Yang also rubbed his forehead helplessly. He also suspected that his brother was having a relapse.

On the other hand, Qin Song could not see where he was going with the fertilizer bag on his head. He stumbled into Ye Haoran.

Ye Haoran's eyes brightened. He would never reject anything delivered to his door.

"F*ck, what is this, a fertilizer monster?"

Ye Haoran mumbled and kicked him.

"Bang!"

Qin Song didn't know what was going on, but he was instantly kicked to the point of fainting.

"Are you f*cking looking for death?"

Qin Yang roared as he raised his fist and punched Ye Haoran's face.

Ye Haoran dodged the punch, took out a hemp rope from his bag, and directly strangled Qin Yang's neck.

"Uh---!"

Qin Yang was unable to move at all. How could he retaliate against Ye Haoran who was 2.8 times stronger than him?

Ye Haoran's fists and legs were nimble, and it didn't take long for him to knock down the dozen or so people who surrounded him.

"Hmm... how to deal with them?"

Ye Haoran looked at the pile of people that he had defeated with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Suddenly, he thought of the beams that were more than ten meters high in the field and had an idea.

After a short while, Ye Haoran tied more than a dozen people with a hemp rope and hung them directly somewhere.

In the principal's office.

"Teacher Zhou, I heard that a student from your class was arrested by the Spirit Bureau?"

Principal Wang asked Zhou Jianghai as he sipped his tea.

"Principal, it's not a big problem. It's just that the student used some violent means to deal with a few criminals. The Spirit Bureau is just asking about it."

Zhou Jianghai explained with a smile.

"Oh, it's not good to be too violent as a student. Our school's responsibility is to teach students how to behave in a civilized manner and win people over with virtue."

President Wang said a few more words. He picked up a document and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a faint cry.

"Aiyo, f * ck, I want to go home.."

"Ah, help! Who can save this child...?"

As the school principal, Principal Wang was also a great beast tamer. He immediately heard the contents of the cry.

He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, looking at the field where the sound came from.

Because the office building was built next to the field, the situation on the field could be clearly seen.

He saw more than a dozen people tied up by a hemp rope and hanging on a rod in the field. They were floating in the wind.

Whenever a person struggled, the whole string of people would float in the air like a wind chime. It was an extremely strange sight.

There was a figure shouting below, but no one knew what he was talking about.

"This..."

Principal Wang turned around and asked Zhou Jianghai, "Since when did we have terrorists in our school?"

Zhou Jianghai glanced at the situation on the field. He felt a sense of familiarity when he saw the hemp rope used to tie people up.

"Principal, let's not worry about this for now. Let's hurry and save the people!"

The two of them quickly left the office building and walked toward the field.

Zhou Jianghai was walking in front. As soon as he got close, he saw Ye Haoran humming a song.

"Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers, ten brothers on one rope; Floating with the wind, floating, floating, floating, floating."

Zhou Jianghai felt his heart clench. After a moment, he walked forward and shouted, "Didn't you promise not to cause any trouble? I must have been crazy to believe you!"

Ye Haoran turned around and saw Zhou Jianghai and the principal. Just as he was about to slip away, Zhou Jianghai used his contract spirit skill to trap him in place.

On the other hand, Principal Wang looked at Ye Haoran, who was trying to escape, and the people who were tied up. He instantly understood something.

He summoned his eagle contract spirit to cut the rope.

However, the Eagle's claws only caused a spark on the hemp rope, and it did not cut it.

"Eh? It's quite sturdy."

Principal Wang was a little surprised. Ye Haoran, who was trapped at the side, saw this scene and shouted, "No need, no need, I'll solve it, I'll solve it!"

Zhou Jianghai glared at him and deactivated his contract spirit skill.

Ye Haoran quickly climbed up the rod and untied the rope. The Qin brothers and others fell to the ground.

By the time their hands were released, some of them were scared to the point of peeing their pants.

Moreover, these people all looked at Ye Haoran with the same gaze, which was filled with deep disgust and fear.

This was a f * cking pervert who liked to torture people!

"Yes, a third-year student?"

Zhou Jianghai looked at their school uniform and then looked at Ye Haoran.

"How did you get involved with a senior?"

Ye Haoran told him the whole story, and Principal Wang shook his head.

He wanted to teach someone a lesson, but in the end, he was single-handedly defeated. Wasn't this a mess?

He deserved to be beaten!

Zhou Jianghai glared at the Qin brothers and said, "I will tell your teacher in detail about your actions. Don't think that this matter is over."

Qin Yang and the others nodded dispiritedly. How could they still care about that? They just wanted to stay away from the devil, Ye Haoran.

Principal Wang looked at Ye Haoran with a hint of curiosity.

He had long heard of this student who had always scored full marks in cultural studies.

At that moment, Ye Haoran's body suddenly emitted a wave of spiritual Qi.

"Oh, he's about to break through?"

Zhou Jianghai gave him a strange look and thought, "You brat, do you have to cause some trouble before you can break through?"

After a while, the spiritual Qi fluctuation in Ye Haoran's body gradually subsided.

He slowly opened his eyes and waved his hand. A little goldfish appeared in his hand.

The little goldfish had already grown to the length of six fingers, and it was exuding the spiritual Qi of a Level 5 spirit.

Qin Yang and the others were dumbfounded. How the f*ck could he break through by hitting people?

One was not afraid of the enemy's high cultivation level, but one was afraid of the enemy's talent!

For a moment, Qin Yang and the others looked at Qin Song in unison. A reproachful expression was vividly reflected on their faces, as if they were blaming him for provoking Ye Haoran!

Since it was not Ye Haoran's fault, Principal Wang didn't hold him responsible and just told him to cultivate.

Qin Yang and his gang were in for it. Not only were they reported and criticized for their actions, but they were also given demerit points. The details of the incident were also recorded.

Qin Yang's gang was really embarrassed as hell. They had to wear hats and sunglasses when they walked around the school.

Ye Haoran's main point was to become more well-known.

Everyone learned that there was such a person in Beitong No. 2 High School.