What Bad Intentions Can the Class Monitor Have [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 24 Drunk Talk

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Huh?" He narrowed his eyes, stared at his uncle and asked again.

The uncle wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't dare to make a sound.

The other party's evasive eyes confirmed Tan Jingyang's guess. He lowered his head and was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed lowly.

The next second, Tan Jingyang tightened his grip on his uncle's wrist, and strode outside the hospital as if he was carrying a little chicken.

"Hey, Tan Jingyang, what are you doing? We have something to say!" The uncle was pulled and had no power to resist, so he could only scream at the top of his voice.

"Brother Zhun..." Tan Le was also frightened by Tan Jingyang's appearance, and his face turned pale.

"Tan Le, do your homework well." Ji Zhun patted Tan Le on the back and pushed him gently towards the bench.

His eyes followed the figures of Tan Jingyang and his uncle, and he whispered to Tan Le: "Brother Zhun is here, don't be afraid."

...

The uncle was thrown out hard by Tan Jingyang and almost hit the trunk of a tree.

"Tan Jingyang, are you crazy?!" He pointed at his nose and shouted, "See clearly, I am your uncle! Are you going to fucking beat me?!"

Tan Jingyang gritted his teeth and smiled: "You still know that you are my biological uncle? When my mother was alive, you sucked her blood. When my mother died, you sucked my blood instead... Yuan Chengwen, you have no fucking bones. leech!"

"Asshole!"

Yuan Chengwen punched Tan Jingyang in the face, jumped three feet high, and yelled: "Tan Jingyang, do you still have a fucking conscience?! You and Tan Le live in my house and eat my rice every day!" What happened to your broken money?!"

The corners of Tan Jingyang's mouth were broken, and his mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood. He spit out blood and stared at Yuan Chengwen, his eyes so sharp in the dark night.

"I have already paid the rent on a monthly basis and paid double the living expenses every time. What else do you want?" He wiped the bloody corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said word by word, "I have paid off the debts for you over the years. Quite a few, your benevolence has long since been exhausted. From now on, whether you are beaten to death by debt collectors or whether you change your ways and return to righteousness, it has nothing to do with me and Tan Le!"

"Don't even think about it!" Yuan Chengwen was also furious and shouted hysterically, "I will drag you to be my backer even if I go to hell -!!"

Tan Jingyang grabbed Yuan Chengwen's collar and pulled him in front of him. He put his nose to nose and smiled with red eyes: "Okay, then let's go to hell together, uncle."

"Tan Jingyang!" Jizhun grabbed Tan Jingyang's arm in time, shook his head slowly at him, and said softly, "Brother Yang, calm down first."

This sentence, brother Yang, brought Tan Jingyang's lost rationality back to his consciousness.

Seeing this, Yuan Chengwen hurriedly opened Tan Jingyang's hand, breathing heavily. In the last second, he even felt that Tan Jingyang was about to strangle himself to death.

To be honest, Ji Zhun Shicai was also surprised by Tan Jingyang's appearance. In his memory, even if he took off the gentle and gentle disguise in front of people, he can be said to be lazy and ruffian at best, not the ruthless and violent look just now.