Fan Lang's whip was black, thick, long, and hard, with sharp bumps all over it.

It's not an exaggeration to call this thing a mace.

Some people are stupid, what is the situation? Do you have to do it with the students in the first class?

This mace is scary to look at!

Especially the male student who provoked Fan Lang, his previous arrogant expression no longer existed, and he was a little more empty-hearted, and his eyes were shining.

"Just、Even if you are a tutor, you can't mess around, lynching students indiscriminately, and you will be punished by the Academic Affairs Office!"

"Don't talk nonsense, come over to me! I have already given you a chance before, but now you don't have a chance!" Fan Lang made a move on the spot, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a huge dragon claw condensed in mid-air, grabbed the male student, and brought him to the window.

"You can't do this! Let me go! I'm a distant relative of the vice dean!" the male student struggled violently, but could not break free from the dragon's claws.

Even the vice president moved out, which shows that he is really afraid.

Fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, who can not have a little nepotism in Yanlong Academy?

This can't scare Fan Lang.

Not to mention the distant relatives of the vice president, even the distant relatives of the Tianzong Dansheng are useless.

"You provoke the mentor, you have no respect, you should be beaten!"

Fan Lang shouted, waved the whip in his hand, or the mace in his hand, and whipped it mercilessly at the male student.

Syllable!

That's called a crisp.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the male student let out a scream like killing a pig, and the scream was terrible.

"Ah!! my shoulder!!" the male student screamed.

This is just the beginning.

Fan Lang then drew several times, each of which was full of strength, as if he was interrogating to extract a confession, beating the male student so loudly that tears came out.

Not to mention the parties, even others feel faintly painful when they listen to the shouts.

Those students changed color one by one, like this kind of instructor who said he would do it, it was the first time they had seen it, and it was too cruel.

It's okay to take this kind of violent maniac class?

For a time, everyone was in danger.

As for those mentors, they had different feelings, one by one frowned, and some even moved the heart to step forward to stop it, because of Fan Lang's special identity, they did not act rashly.

Fan Lang is the dean's registered disciple, this identity is very unusual!

Among the teachers, the one who was most touched was Gao Jiji.

The male student who deliberately found fault was actually secretly instructed by him, and he also gave the male student some benefits.

Gao Jiji thought that he could use this male student to find some trouble for Fan Lang, making it difficult for Fan Lang to step down, after all, the new mentor will always have some scruples and is not good at dealing with various situations.

I didn't expect Fan Lang to deal with the problem in such a violent way, without saying a word, and directly doing it!

Although there are clear regulations in Yanlong Academy that tutors can punish students by force to a certain extent, few people are so direct and violent that they even take out their maces.

"Does this guy know what he's doing? How can he have such a class! If he dares to beat a student in the first lecture, who will dare to come to his class in the future?"

"It's okay, maybe I can take the opportunity to make a big fuss, think of other ways to embarrass him, and then vent my anger at those three masters. ”

Gao Jiji's mind floated, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

After screaming more than a dozen times, Fan Lang stopped, put down the mace in his hand, and kicked the male student.

"Black sheep, what's the use of keeping you, don't listen to this class, stay where you go!"

Fan Lang threw a kick and kicked it on the male student's buttocks, kicked it out, flew outside along the open window, drew a parabola, and pierced the ground.

It's the ninth floor......

That is, the Xuanwu can bear it, and if it is replaced by ordinary people, it will definitely fall into a meat patty.

Fan Lang carried the mace, and the temperament of a good gentleman when he first entered the door was gone, and now he looks like a gang leader.

Clang!

The mace slammed on the table, shocking the hearts of several students.

"What happened just now, everyone has seen it, right and wrong have their own justice, I won't explain anything, you can think whatever you like. I'm just going to make a statement, and if there is another black sheep like the one just now, I will definitely not be polite. I will be beaten when I should be beaten, and I will be punished when I should be punished. Of course, I will spare no effort to teach those students who keep to themselves. There are clear rewards and punishments, and that's my standard for classes. ”

Fan Lang said these words very calmly.

The whole class was silent.

Most of the students had dark faces, but Meng Feihong was snickering.

Interesting!

It's so much fun!

It was the first time Meng Feihong had seen such an interesting man, flamboyant and unscrupulous, domineering and convincing.

She admired Fan Lang very much, so she came to listen to this class.

Once again, she moved her mind to let Fan Lang teach her alone.

Except for Fan Lang's mentors, she really doesn't look down on any of them, even if she is asked to choose between Fan Lang and the vice dean, she will not hesitate to choose the former.

"What will happen when the class is in full swing before the class is held? Fan Lang, even if you are alone, I will not come to Yanlong Academy in vain. ”

Meng Feihong leaned back in the chair, her lips smiled, her eyes were bright, and she looked at Fan Lang on the stage with an appreciative look.

Men are the most charming when they show their might.

Things have taken a new turn.

The male student who was kicked out had a group of sworn friends, although he said so much before, there were more than a dozen people, and these people were in the same position.

"Hmph, I'm not going to take this class! Isn't it just a basic class, what's so great, drag it like this. This kind of broken course can be taught by every instructor. ”

A tall boy stood up suddenly, glared at Fan Lang, and walked outside.

This class is optional, and students can come and go as they want before the class.

The words just now, although they were very choking, did not reach the level of offending the mentor, Fan Lang had nothing to do with this tall boy, he could only watch the other party leave.

"I was a little uncomfortable and didn't listen anymore. ”

"A tutor who can beat people, who dares to listen to this kind of class. ”

"I'm leaving, if that's interesting, come with me. ”

"All go, all go, and he will be left alone, and see who he lectures. ”

"Hmph, do you think it's great to be the dean's apprentice?"

"People are great geniuses, how can they look down on us ordinary people. ”

"It shouldn't have come at all. ”

"Let's go, let's go!"

The students left the table one after another, and the dozen or so die-hard friends took the lead, shouting and shouting one by one, beckoning the students they knew to go together.

In modern parlance, this is called "with rhythm".

The rhythm got up, it intensified, a large group of students left, dozens, hundreds, hundreds, more than half of the students were leaving, and the rest of the students were hesitating.

If you are a normal tutor, you will definitely feel embarrassed when you encounter this situation.

Fan Lang looked calm, he didn't care at all, he sat down steadily, fiddled with a set of tea sets, made himself a cup of tea, and took a sip of it.

Seeing this, more students left, and a large group of people crowded out of the door, blocking the door.

After a while, the bell suddenly rang, and the sound was very crisp.

Fan Lang was waiting for this ringtone, and instantly put down the teacup.

"Fuck me!"