Part One Chapter Nineteen The White Emperor---The Silver-haired Man
Murong Qiu's whole body started to tremble slightly, and all the students in the class took a deep breath.
There is no way, the silver-haired man's sense of oppression is too strong, too strong. I really understand what momentum is. Faced with his overwhelming momentum, the opponent must surrender without fighting.
In ancient times, he was definitely a good candidate to be the king, and he himself had endless aura of a king.
I dare to swear to God, he is definitely not an ordinary underworld boss who goes around and around, I'm afraid what he does is even more huge and powerful.
He raised his foot, stepped on the edge of Murong Qiu's table, bent down slightly, and slowly approached Murong Qiu with his stern face...
Is he going to kiss Murong Qiu or something? Their faces are so close?? But I sympathize with Murong Qiu. As long as you don't look at his eyes, it will be fine. If you look at him directly for a long time, your gallbladder will probably break out.
Already.
The atmosphere in the entire class suddenly solidified.
I had to secretly peek at what was happening in front of me.
His hand in his pocket slowly reached towards Murong Qiu.
"Bai Emperor..." Murong Qiu called him tremblingly.
So he is Bai Di??? Could he be a student of this school? My mother is in her late twenties and still in high school? Doesn’t it seem like he’s not very good at studying?
He stretched out a finger and inserted it into the iron ring on the corner of Murong Qiu's mouth. His sword-like icy eyes flashed, and his finger directly picked off the iron ring on the corner of Murong Qiu's mouth.
Damn, he was so cruel.
Murong Qiu wailed and covered the corners of his mouth tremblingly.
I can still imagine what would happen if he knew the earrings were on my ears, would he still have to forcefully pull the earrings off my ears?
Damn it, it was so fucking scary, I couldn’t help but shiver all over, and the classmates in the class were even more frightened and didn’t dare to take a breath.
"Organize?" the silver-haired man spoke, with a cold tone that had an intimidating power. I could tell from his standard Mandarin pronunciation that he was not Japanese.
"Bai Emperor, please spare me." Murong Qiu begged in panic. It was obvious that the silver-haired man had no intention of letting him go.
He kicked Murong Qiu's table hard with his foot, and the table and chairs all crowded towards me.
Damn it, this silver-haired idiot almost squeezed out my internal organs.
I saw Murong Jing out of the corner of my eye. Her eyes were a bit panicked and sad. After all, he was her brother.
Forget it, I am a person who puts loyalty first. Although Murong Jing and I are new friends, even if we have known each other for a day, I cannot stand by and watch, not to mention that I am very good at dealing with this silver-haired man.
Just when the silver-haired man was about to hit Murong Qiu with his hand, I suddenly stood up with peach blossoms in my eyes: "It's you!!!"