Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

"Woman, what are you doing!"

Ji Boda finally became frightened, but it was too late. He could not resist Ning Jun's immense strength.

Damn, how come this woman is so strong?

Isn't she a poor student? Where does she get so much strength?

It seems Duwu has been living too comfortably! Starting tomorrow, the school cafeteria will raise all prices! We'll try to make sure she doesn't have a full meal!

"Click"

After a long period of excruciating pain that broke through the sky and pierced the heart, the school bully finally shouted.

"Ah ...

"Woman, I command you to let go!"

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Ning Jun let go of his hand at the right time.

Ji Boda's right hand turned completely purple, and the anger in his heart reached its peak.

Frustration, confusion, anger and hatred lingered in his heart.

When he takes action, he can only bully others, but no one can bully him!

Among the 99 poor students bullied by him, only Duwu was the most rampant because he liked her!

"Woman, do you know what you have done?"

Ji Boda couldn't understand why Duwu's attitude changed so quickly.

It was obvious that just a day ago, Duwu was still a cowardly punching bag with no background who was bullied everywhere.

Why is it that today it's like a powder keg has been lit and it explodes at the slightest touch?

Ji Boda, who had an underdeveloped brain and amazing wisdom, quickly came up with a reason for himself.

"Woman, you've gone too far! Your methods of getting my attention are extremely despicable!"

The solo dance did catch his attention and made a difference, but it could never be used to harm his own interests.

Ning Jun turned around and smiled calmly: "You bastard, the way you talk is still so funny."

After he finished speaking, Ning Jun grabbed Ji Boda's scalp and slammed his head against the glass window.

"Bang—"

The glass exploded and sharp fragments pierced Ji Boda's head.

“Hmmmm—”

From the right side of the classroom came Ji Boda's brutal howl, like a pig being slaughtered.

Shards of glass pierced his scalp, the sharp edges cutting the skin on his face, and his entire head was covered in blood.

It hurts, it really hurts so much.

He had never felt so much pain in his life.

"Duwu, you're so good! I'm going to kill you!"

The last person who said he wanted to kill her, Ning Jun, is still lying there, waiting for rescue.

"Ahhh, are you all blind? Are you all pretending you didn't see it?"

Logically speaking, since he was screaming in pain, his classmates should have come to help him.

"Gu Yi! Ouyang Xiaxue! Come and help me!"

Ning Jun frowned. Ji Boda was indeed the real male protagonist of this article. Although the second and third male protagonists were equally matched with the male protagonist on the surface, to put it bluntly, they were just high-ranking younger brothers around Ji Boda.

Regarding the bet on the solo dance, Ji Boda was the only one who led it from beginning to end.

But even the best little brother failed today.

Ouyang Xiaxue and Gu Yi acted as if nothing had happened, sitting upright in their seats listening to the lecture, ignoring everything that was said.

No matter how loudly Ji Boda called out, the two pretended not to see anything and didn't move at all.

Even the whole class was filled with a strange atmosphere. They all stood straight, looked straight ahead, and turned their backs to Ji Boda.

"Where are the people! Old A, Old B, Old C, your big brother is being bullied, why don't you come and help me!"

It seemed like no one heard Ji Boda's cry for help.

"No, why can't they hear my cries for help!"

He's the son of the school director! He's the most powerful and influential of all the wealthy kids in the school. He doesn't believe they can be bribed by Duwu!

"Student Ji Boda, do you like my teasing of you?"

Ning Jun raised a smile on his lips, but in Ji Boda's eyes it turned into a ferocious smile.

"Duwu! I will kill you! I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!" Ji Boda waved his only remaining left pig paw and rushed towards Ning Jun with all his might.

Ning Jun sneered, grasped his left claw, and broke his left hand again.

"So you can feel pain too, and you resist when you're beaten. You let me get bullied by that group of people in the bathroom, and you told me to just smile and endure the pain. I thought you didn't know how much it hurt."

Ji Boda screamed once more, his face dark and gloomy. But within him, a storm of turmoil surged.

She knew? She knew everything? How was that possible? He had hidden it so well!

"Bang!" Ji Boda's body lost its balance instantly and hit the ground heavily. It sounded good, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Ning Jun returned to his seat, and the classmates in the class seemed to wake up from a dream. Soon, the girl sitting next to Ji Boda let out a sharp scream.

"what--"

Before Ji Boda lost consciousness, he heard the screams of girls in his class.

"Teacher! Ji Boda hit the window!"

The class suddenly fell into chaos.

"Oh my god, what's going on? How could someone just dive headfirst into the glass? Can't they see the window?"

The other students who were watching the fun said, "Don't worry, maybe Ji Boda was close to the window and the glass just happened to explode."

No one mentioned solo dancing.

"Student Ji Boda is so careless. How could he get scratched by a piece of glass? I've never heard that Master Ji has a hobby of self-abuse."

They all looked at Ji Boda.

There was a healthy dose of sympathy, shock, and disbelief. But some people, whose family backgrounds were no less impressive than his, were filled with gloating and ridicule, looking at him like a clown.

What the hell? He was clearly injured, so why did he have to endure such inhuman gazes? But no one mentioned Duwu, the culprit!

what is this!

There was a hint of fear in Ji Boda's eyes when he looked at Ning Jun.

The number one male protagonist was sent to the hospital because of heavy bleeding.

The number one heroine is still struggling in the office.

After communicating with the gangster follower, the battery of her mobile phone was almost gone. After she vented her anger, the situation became even worse and the phone turned black and shut down.

She waited for a while before a kind teacher helped her to the infirmary.

"School doctor, what's going on? I'm in so much pain."

Jian Qiao only felt that his legs had lost feeling, and he wanted to be pinned to the ground and beaten by a 180-pound British strongman.

There was no place on the body that was hit by Duwu that did not hurt, as if being bitten by ants, with piercing pain coming from time to time, continuously.

The solo dancer is so small and thin. I heard that he was not well fed and suffered abuse in prison. How could his arms, which were as thin as poles, burst out with strength comparable to that of a boxer?

The school doctor looked left and right.

There wasn't even a single red mark or bruise on Jian Qiao's fair skin. It was hard to tell what was wrong with her body.

But as long as the school doctor gently pinched the wound, Jian Qiao would burst into violent howls.

"It hurts so much! Incompetent doctor, can you treat me? Believe it or not, I'll have my mom fire you!"

The school doctor was sweating profusely, but he was helpless against these hot-tempered children of nobles, so he could only send Jian Qiao to the nearest hospital.