Chapter 83 (2/2)

The brat hadn't even finished speaking before he saw Su Ke lifting his right leg and feeling a sharp burst of pain in his abdomen His body then flew backward and landed on a bookshelf, causing it to fall and make books crash on his head

Since it happened so fast, he didn't even know if he was kicked silly by Su Ke, or if he was just concussed by the books He sat under the bookshelves with one hand on his stomach, and his pimpled face was flushed red His eyes were also dazed

When he saw Su Ke take a step forward, he flinched, unconsciously wanting to flee

With the bookshelf behind hih, there was no escape and no room to move

”What are you going to do?” The guy was obviously scared

The surrounding people had already hidden away, but they were also anticipating a show

Solared at Su Ke as he shook his head and took a step forward

He then reached out and grabbed the guy's shi+rt so tightly, his Nike shi+rt collar changed shape Su Ke bent down and spat out, ”Apologize!”

His voice didn't sound angry, and his face carried a trace of a smile

Looking into Su Ke's eyes though, one could feel the frigidity inside him

”I!” The Nike brat was kneeling on the floor, his stoony

Because it was so painful, his forehead was covered in sweat When he wanted to speak, he felt his shi+rt tighten as he was unceremoniously hauled up by Su Ke

He never expected Su Ke to be so strong The kick he received just now had given hi him to puke up his breakfast

He was now like a trussed up chicken, scared until he couldn't move

”Apologize! I suck at keeping my temper, so don't make me ask 3 times!”

Su Ke then pulled his shi+rt and leaned forward to say so into his ear

”Su Ke!” Wei Lan was suddenly standing behind Su Ke, pulling at his shi+rt cuffs

His anger from just now had faded since he took action She orried about Su Ke though The bookstore had soover

”It's fine!” Su Ke faced Wei Lan with a smile

When he turned back though, his face was icy cold

Looking at the brat's surprised and anxious face, he couldn't help but snort

”Eh! Sorry!” When the guy heard Su Ke's cold tone, he was cohtened

If it wasn't for Su Ke's grip, he ized to Wei Lan

”Su Ke, let's go!” Wei Lan didn't want to buy books anymore; she just wanted to leave Especially when she felt that soher face to feel hot andher ashamed

”En! We can go!” Su Ke then released his grip, round and back on the bookshelf like a puppet with his strings cut

Maybe it was because Su Ke's grip was too tight, but when he was free, he took in a few deep breaths

Su Ke then noticed that the brat was clenching his fist in anger, panic, and indignation

”You can coh, Su Ke!”

Su Ke pulled Wei Lan's hand and shouted as he walked away

TL note:

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