"You're the only one who talks too much!" Zhang Yujie, who was next to me, couldn't hold it any longer. He rushed forward and grabbed Lin Zhuming. His movements were so fast that no one could see clearly. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yujie had already turned to Lin Zhuming's face.
He was punched more than a dozen times until his face turned red.
Lin Zhuming is a sports student with a strong body and muscles that make others feel scared. However, under Zhang Yujie's offensive, he was completely unable to fight back. After letting Zhang Yujie's storm of attacks pass, he was obviously
His head was covered, but he still looked at Zhang Yujie stupidly.
"Who is not afraid of death tonight? Just charge forward!" Zhang Yujie suddenly jumped up and slapped Lin Zhuming on the head with his right leg. The tall Lin Zhuming fell to the ground helplessly like a spinning top that had exhausted its strength.
"Are you a good sports student?" Zhang Yujie was thin and out of proportion to Lin Zhuming. Despite this, he easily grabbed Lin Zhuming and forced him to stand up.
Lin Zhuming did not faint, but he was definitely a little hooded. He looked at Zhang Yujie blankly, as if he did not expect that he was so vulnerable and was beaten like this by a freshman in high school.[
The students present, whether they were freshmen or seniors, took a breath of air-conditioning and watched Zhang Yujie shivering.
The senior high school students who had been making noises and rushing forward now stopped, and some even started to retreat.
"If you want to stand out in the future, evaluate your abilities. Ah, my child." Zhang Yujie patted the back of Lin Zhuming's head. Suddenly a cold light appeared in his eyes. He held down Lin Zhuming's head and knocked straight against the wall!
"Wow..." Lin Zhuming, a tall sports student, cried like a child. The cry was not filled with pain, but with sadness and fear.
"Huh." I sneered and walked up to Che Hao who was still with his hands on his hips. His eyes were completely dull. Seeing Zhang Yujie's series of actions, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.
"Isn't it right?" I gently grabbed Che Hao's hair and suddenly hit him hard against the wall on the other side. "Why can't the first-year students bully the third-year students?
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Che Hao slumped down weakly and seemed unwilling to stand up again.