Ultimate Devouring Evolution

The students in the scumbag class returned to the academy, no matter what Liao Gang said or did, they ignored them all.

From their point of view, Liao Gang and Mr. Zhang Fan are on a par with each other.

Liao Gang was so angry that he jumped up and down, but there was nothing he could do with these students.

In desperation, they could only ask the dean to come over.

The dean came to the classroom of the scumbag class and saw that these students were all safe and sound.

He had a relaxed expression of relief on his face: "Are you all back? Are you all right? It's fine, it's fine. If you want to do something in the future, tell the teacher first. I really don't want to tell the teacher. Come tell me. If it's not too outrageous, I'll say yes."

When Liao Gang heard these words, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

I asked you to come here to teach these boys a lesson, but you are lucky, not only did you not teach, but you were kind enough to comfort them.

They are collectively absent from school, you comfort me.

The students in the slag class felt much more comfortable when they heard the dean's words.

First Young Master Wen spoke first: "Principal, we are actually going to find Teacher Zhang Fan when we leave this time."

"To shut up!"

Young Master Gao glared at Young Master Wen.

Young Master Wen quickly stopped talking, as if he would never tell the truth.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Gao taught him a lesson: "How can you call the teacher by his name directly? You don't seem to respect the teacher at all, how decent is it?"

Then he said earnestly, "It's Teacher Zhang, do you understand?"

Young Master Wen couldn't help being speechless: "Fuck, I was shocked. It's my fault. It should be Teacher Zhang."

Young Master Gao shook his head again: "No, the tone is wrong. It should be more respectful and sincere. Teacher Zhang——"

Master Wen imitated Gao Dashao's appearance, and was more respectful and sincere: "Mr. Zhang——"

"Oh, that's right!"

The dean looked at it with a dazed expression, and almost lost his mind.

Who doesn't know that these four big names are notorious dandies nearby, and since they were young, they all have the mentality of Laozi being number one in the world.

To make them admire, it is simply as difficult as reaching the sky.

Unexpectedly, these guys had just been out for a day, and their attitude towards Zhang Fan had changed a hundred and eighty degrees.

The most incomprehensible thing is that Zhang Fan's attitude towards these guys is not friendly.

One bite at a time.

Even ordinary people will get angry when they are called out one by one.

It's good that these guys are called scumbags by Zhang Fan, but they are so respectful to Zhang Fan.

Could it be that these guys have a tendency to be masochistic?

Liao Gang was about to cry.

You little bastards, your nostrils are turned upside down to me, and you don't even want to fart.

To Zhang Fan, that kid actually wished he could kneel in front of him.

This is too fucking bullying.

However, the dean caught some clues from the changes in the attitudes of these guys.

"So did you find it?"

Young Master Guo smiled and said, "Of course, we don't even look at who we are. The Four Great Masters, can we not find them?"

Liao Gang frowned when he heard this,

Quickly shouted: "Where is he, tell me!"

Guo Dashao ignored him, but instead said to the dean: "He is in the Colosseum."

"The Colosseum? No wonder we couldn't find it."

The dean suddenly realized: "The entire Colosseum is a faction of its own. If we have no special relationship, there is no way to find anyone in it."

Liao Gang searched for two nights, and finally heard the news about Zhang Fan.

His blood-red eyes were shining brightly at this moment: "I've been looking for him for two nights, but I didn't expect this guy to be in the mood to watch the wrestling."

The four big names, including Zhuge Liang, finally approached Liao Gang for the first time.

But the way they reason is a bit special.

The five of them glanced at Liao Gang at the same time, and then looked away.

The contempt on his face was evident.

Then the mouths of the five people uttered at the same time:

"cut!"

Since Liao Gang became Director Liao, he has been praised and complimented everywhere, and few subordinates dare to disrespect him.

Unexpectedly, it was cut up by a few brats today.

And it's still the kind of contempt from the heart.

Liao Gang's blood-red eyes widened, and he angrily said, "What's your attitude!"

As a result, those five people still ignored him.

Liao Gang said to the dean again: "What's their attitude?!"

The dean could only comfort him: "Director Liao, calm down first. Our top priority is to find Teacher Zhang Fan, and we will talk about the rest later."

When Liao Gang heard this, he immediately withered.

The dean is right, find Teacher Zhang Fan, everything is easy to talk about;

If you can't find it, then don't be the director.

Thinking of this, he could only hold back his anger, and his tone softened slightly: "Students, where did Mr. Zhang Fan go after watching the wrestling in the Colosseum? I must find him as soon as possible to give you lessons. I Think, you also want him to come back sooner?"

When he said this, the students looked at each other, and then they planned to tell the truth.

Young Master Yuan said: "Watching a gladiatorial fight? Cut, our teacher Zhang is going to be a gladiator."

"What... what..."

Liao Gang's complexion suddenly changed: "Take me to him quickly, hurry up, if he makes a mistake, how can I explain to Director Gao?"

In his view, gladiators are life and death battles.

The death rate of those gladiators was very high.

A teacher who has just taught for a few days, even ran to wrestle, isn't this sending him to death?

The dean's complexion changed slightly, but he exclaimed: "Mr. Zhang Fan, you really have the guts. Let outsiders see that our teachers are not all people who can only sit in the office and play tricks. We also have this A hero who can fight zombies and monsters with real swords and guns!"

When the four famous young masters heard Liao Gang's words, they all laughed.

"Miss? Are you kidding, what mistakes will our teacher Zhang make? I won't talk about it yesterday. Today, within two hours, we have won 18 games in a row. If we talk about mistakes, only those zombies and monsters have made mistakes in front of him."

When Liao Gang heard this, he looked in disbelief: "It's not that I haven't been to the Colosseum. Ordinary gladiators only fight once every three to five days. You actually said that Zhang Fan fought eighteen times in two hours. Field. Even if you admire your teacher, you can't be so exaggerated."

Even the dean didn't quite believe it.

Although he didn't point it out, he believed that no matter how powerful a gladiator was, fighting one battle a day was considered his limit. How could it be possible to play nearly twenty games a day?

At this time, Wang Dong, who had been silent all this time, turned on the multi-function watch.

He said timidly: "Well... I recorded all the scenes of the teacher fighting."

With that said, the screen was played.

A few minutes later, the dean and Liao Gang were both dumbfounded.