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"You ... You ..." Liu Zongming was really scared this time. The way Fu Jiu looked at him at this moment reminded him of the skinny reptilian gaze hiding in the darkness, and Fu Jiu's words were too frightening to think about. Could it be that even if Fu Jiu beat him to death, he would not be held responsible?

Isn't he still a high school kid?

They beat people whenever they want.

So when he beats someone, he destroys all the evidence?

Liu Zongming thought about this and did not feel any better. Instead, cold sweat dripped down the back of his neck bit by bit.

He finally realized that no one would pass here – which means, no one would save him!

Fu Jiu was still half-smiling, and his long legs blocked the only way out for Liu Zongming. Those handsome and cunning eyes made people feel extremely depressed.

Liu Zongming could not stand up, and he stuttered as he tried to explain, “Fu Jiu, us, we are classmates. It was normal for classmates to fight sometimes. It's my fault for punishing you, I'm sorry. No matter what, the exam will start soon. No, it's not good to be late!”

After hearing what she said, Fu Jiu raised her beautiful eyebrows. “Well, your attitude when claiming it is good, but it is not just a small quarrel between us.”

As he spoke, he extended his hand. His silver hair shifted slightly as he dragged Liu Zongming straight into his collar. He lowered his handsome face closer to her. “You deliberately deceived me, didn't you? And you want me to let you get away with it, all right. Take out your phone and contact the person behind this.”

Liu Zongming's eyes were shocked. "What, what's behind this?"

"Student Liu." Fu Jiu laughed slowly, and he patted her face with his right hand. “I am not a very patient person. Did you call him or not?”

Liu Zongming did not say a word.

Fu Jiu was not willing to waste his time. He bent his right leg, preparing to fix it again.

Fu Jiu laughed and threw it against the wall.

Liu Zongming knew that there was no way to escape. By the way of "her" now, if she didn't call, Fu Jiu would really beat her to death!

In fact, Liu Zongming already felt pain all over his body. He did not understand why he did not bleed after being beaten like that, but his trembling finger on the phone revealed his true condition. He was trembling from the pain all over his body.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Ximing wanted to know why Liu Zongming was calling this time.

He placed his pencil bag on the wooden table and replied in an arrogant voice. "What's that?"

"Young, Young Master Fu ..." Liu Zongming's breathing trembled.

Fu Ximing frowned. "Where are you now? Why do you sound like this?”

Liu Zongming wanted to speak up.

Fu Jiu tapped her wrist and spread her left hand with a sly smile, showing her to give her the phone.

Liu Zongming did not dare to refuse.

He realized that, when Fu Jiu was angry, "he" naturally carried a terrifying chill. Although "he" smiled, his "his" eyes were black like endless dark nights — was completely empty and completely sharp.

Liu Zongming's hands trembled as he placed his phone on Fu Jiu's palm.

Fu Jiu picked up the phone and curled her lips upwards. He placed the phone next to his left ear, while his right leg remained in the same position. His voice froze, but he still looked very handsome. “Fu Ximing..”