A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth and he asked lightly.
"I?"
As a result, Fan Jianqiang was left speechless by the question.
That’s right!
From the beginning to the end, he didn't take Ye Fan seriously, because he thought Ye Fan was just garbage.
But some people have thought that Ye Fan is not only not rubbish, but also awesome.
"Mr. Ye! It was my fault just now. Please don't kill them all!"
Fan Jianqiang suppressed his face and begged for mercy with his hands clasped together.
"Haha! Don't worry! No matter how hateful you are, you are my classmate after all! How can I possibly kill all our classmates?" Ye Fan said lightly with a cold smile on his lips.
As a result, when Fan Jianqiang and the others heard this, their hearts suddenly became filled with joy, as if they were as excited as seeing the light before dawn in a dark night.
"Thank you Mr. Ye for not killing me...thank you!"
Fan Jianqiang and the others quickly thanked Ye Fan, feeling as excited as if they had been given blood.
However, they were happy for less than three seconds when Ye Fan coldly added, "Although I won't kill everyone, you just called me a piece of trash! A stinky poor guy! As unpleasant as it sounds, just call it as unpleasant as you want!
So arrogant, I can't just pretend that nothing happened, right?"
"Mr. Ye! It was us who were mean-mouthed just now. How about we act like this? We can talk to ourselves! Okay?"
Finished!
Fan Jianqiang and the others were so frightened that they slapped themselves very hard, as if they were afraid that if they were not careful, they would make Ye Fan unhappy.
Originally, Fan Jianqiang and the others thought that if they slapped him casually a few times, Ye Fan would relent, let him go, and tell him to stop slapping him.
However, what they never expected was that Ye Fan actually had no intention of stopping.
Now!
Fan Jianqiang and the others are a little embarrassed!
Nowadays, they are no good either if they fight or not.
Just as they were hesitating, Ye Fan asked coldly: "What's wrong? Are you just trying to fool me with these few slaps?"
"Mr. Ye...Ye! Calm down your anger! We Chinese people do not lie to Chinese people! We will never let go!"
Finished!
Fan Jianqiang and the others gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and slapped themselves hard.
one time!
Twice!
Three times!
...
Not long after, Fan Jianqiang and the others' faces were swollen and painful, as if they had been stung by a wasp.
Each person's face was swollen at least several times, and their noses and faces were bruised and swollen, just like a plot in "Tang Bohu Spots Qiuxiang", where Qiuxiang and others got under the table and were beaten until their noses and faces were bruised and swollen beyond recognition.
"Mr. Ye... Mr. Ye! No... I can't do it anymore! We really can't fight anymore, we are almost in pain..."
Fan Qianqiang and the others begged for mercy in agony, "They know that if they continue like this, they will probably be beaten to death by themselves! Please, please let us go, we really know our mistake!"
"call--"
Ye Fan took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled the smoke.
"Let you go? It's still early!" Ye Fan said playfully with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. This chapter has been completed!