Whoever you are, punch first.


    Call again!


    On this day, Klein Natural power Greendevo''s name has spread completely.


    Those Bulgarian Quidditch players who uphold a cavity of blood and want to bully the small with the big have paid a heavy price.


    The English Quidditch players led by Gasol were happy to see that.


    You should fucking live!


    Don''t open your eyes and have a look. Our boss Ke is also a small role like you. Can you annoy him?


    "Ah, this..."


    This is not a fight, but an upside down "massacre".


    The Bulgarian team leader opened his mouth for a long time and was stunned.


    Can the little man chase after a group of big and thick athletes and beat them?


    He can''t believe his eyes!


    Did the child Klein have giant and ogre blood?


    incorrect.......


    It''s said that people have won the first-class Merlin medal. There''s no problem with their IQ.


    "Hoo ~"


    Unlike the Bulgarian team leader, manager William breathed a sigh of relief.


    Just don''t kill anyone.


    Now the medical level is so developed that these skin injuries can be cured with a magic spell.


    On the court, Klein was still a poker face after relaxing his muscles and bones. It was like going out to eat after dinner. There was no unnecessary emotional fluctuation at all.


    Krum, who covered his stomach with his hands, gasped and looked at the dwarf over there with red eyes.


    "Hey, that classmate who looks like a mad dog."


    Feeling the hostile eyes, Klein blinked his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed an incomparably gentle smile.


    "Are you looking at your horse?"


    Say the most savage words with the kindest expression.


    When the exclusive Zuan mode was turned on again, Gasol and his smiling faces began to cramp.


    Sure enough, as long as the victims were not them, such Klein was so popular.


    "I''ll kill you!"


    First he was beaten and then scolded. Krum couldn''t stand this when he was young.


    He forgot that he came to provoke him first, and that he had just been kicked out of seven or eight meters.


    Clenched his fists, he rushed to Klein again recklessly, with fierce eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.


    "Before evening, I began to dream?"


    Klein is not Krum''s father. He has no obligation to get used to him.


    When the other party comes to ask for a fight, he will be satisfied.


    It was a kick just now and a punch this time.


    Krum flies backwards as fast as he rushes over.


    Where you stand up, just lie down


    With a bang, Krum fell heavily to the ground.


    Fortunately, there is turf as protection, otherwise, it will have to fall out.


    "Stop! Stop!"


    Until the little baby in the team was beaten away for the second time, the somewhat unresponsive Bulgarian leader finally recovered. He rushed to Krum and waved in Klein''s direction.


    You can''t fight, you''ll be useless if you fight again!


    "Oh."


    Klein was now honest and obedient, and man and beast put their harmless hands back in their pockets. As if nothing had happened, they went back to Gasol and their team.


    "Ha ha ha!"


    When the boss came back, Gasol and they had a better time.


    As for Bulgarians lying on the grass crying for their parents


    Who cares?


    Although Klein hit someone, the situation was a little serious, it was better than Klein being beaten.


    Manager William patted his chest and couldn''t help looking at the Bulgarian leader over there.


    "Mr. Jack flo, we Klein have always been clever and sensible, and your team members have gone too far. They provoke when they come up. You have to explain this to me!"


    The players are beaten like dead dogs and have to explain to each other.


    The Bulgarian team leader is vomiting blood.


    However, it seems that this is the case - Krum was beaten when he pretended not to be forced. The players were also beaten when they couldn''t see it. Krum was incompetent and furious and was beaten again.


    From beginning to end, people were forced to fight back except for a verbal scold


    "I''m sorry, Mr. William. It''s our team member. It''s rude."


    What else can I do? In other people''s territory, the fight was lost again, and the Bulgarian team leader was also very desperate.


    Now there is no training match or no training match. Hurry to the hospital. If there is any root cause, what can we do about the world cup in a few months!


    "Hum!"


    Manager William snorted coldly and looked at the laughing Gasol and others.


    The English Quidditch players who were making a lot of fun suddenly stopped. Only Klein looked like he was away from the event. He was distracted and didn''t know what he was thinking.


    "Alas."


    No one expected that things would turn out like this.


    Manager William sighed and planned to contact the team doctor.


    Anyway, you can''t let others go back to Bulgaria.


    "Mr. William, let me come."


    Through simple psychology, Klein guessed manager William''s idea almost instantly.


    If you don''t sell well when you get cheap, it''s not him.


    Just now when he started, he used his unique skills. In fact, it didn''t matter much except that he looked miserable.


    To this extent, an improved cure can be done.


    "Recover quickly!"


    Without a magic wand, with a wave of a small hand, the green light scattered on the Bulgarian players.


    The bruises recovered almost at a rate visible to the naked eye.


    As a person with professional therapist qualification certificate, the treatment of such a minor injury should not be too simple.


    However, the magic of healing shrouded almost all Bulgarian players involved in the fight, leaving only one person - Victor Krum.


    Gasol and others looked strangely at Klein and couldn''t help but mourn for Krum for a second.


    Well, you can''t mess with anyone. You have to mess with this one.


    Isn''t it good to live?


    "This..."


    The effect of large-scale healing spell is amazing, and the unarmed spell is also amazing. Manager William and the Bulgarian team leader look at Klein with complex eyes.


    The Ministry of magic seems to stipulate that minors are not allowed to cast spells outside school


    Forget it, genius always has privileges.


    It''s as if it never happened.


    "I killed you."


    Krum had been hostile to Klein because of family feud.


    Now it''s all right. The old and the new are coming together.


    If the eyes could kill, Klein would have been cut by thousands now!


    "Well, everyone heard that Mr. Krum openly threatened my personal safety, and my subconscious counterattack was also an act of forced self-defense."


    Krum is also strong enough. He knows he is not an opponent, but he refuses to admit defeat. Klein smiled, showing an innocent and wronged expression.


    He looked at Victor, who refused to admit defeat Krum.


    "I remember that Quidditch can also die, right? After all, anything can happen in heaven


    What do you say, this classmate who looks like a mad dog and catches people biting when they meet. "