C102 (2/2)

Zhang Jianping, who was sitting in the back seat said, ”Bro, I'll give you a chance. Now, send us to the entrance of the Variety University and forget about this matter.

I understand what Zhang Jianping is saying, he means that he has the best temper of the people in Dragon Team.

But I don't understand what Zhang Jianping meant by that, the scar-faced driver laughed out loud when he heard Zhang Jianping's words, his laughter was ear-piercing, and very unpleasant to listen to. The scar-faced driver said: ”You really know how to scare people, to tell you the truth, I am a fugitive, don't force me to do this to you guys.”

After saying that, the driver pressed a button and the door was locked.

I sneered in my heart, even if the driver with the scarred face killed me, I wouldn't be able to do anything to Zhang Jianping, but, at the moment, I will not use my life as a joke. I anxiously said: ”Big brother, don't be anxious, just move your blade away from me, I will take out my wallet right now.”

Not only did the scar-faced driver not listen, but instead, he pressed down hard on me. A bit of blood seeped out of my neck. I cursed in my heart. He really is a fugitive, a madman that doesn't care about his life.

Zhang Jianping said indifferently: ”Looks like you really want to go in and squat, I'll grant your wish.”

Just as the Knifescar fellow was about to mock Zhang Jianping, Zhang Jianping suddenly kicked away the metal fence and grabbed onto his wrist. I heard a cracking sound, and the Knifescar driver let out a scream that sounded like a pig being butchered.

You know, the watermelon knife is my life's happiest place. I can only take it with my hands.

After catching the knife, I heaved a sigh of relief. The day had really gone by in a way that frightened people to death.

I turned my head and sucked in a breath of cold air as I looked at the metal fence. This metal fence easily broke apart like a piece of paper under Zhang Jianping's feet, but the crux of it was that Zhang Jianping had used his hand to crush the scar-faced driver's wrist.

Zhang Jianping released the scarred face driver's wrist, which the scarred face driver covered up as he hissed.

Zhang Jianping said: ”I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you can't cherish it, what a pity!”

After Zhang Jianping finished speaking, he took out his phone, and called the police.

Zhang Jianping left the scarred driver behind and personally drove me back to school.

After coming to school, I got off the bus and didn't know what happened after that.

I walked into the school and took out my cell phone. It was almost ten o'clock, so I walked quickly.

Very quickly, I reached the entrance of my dorm. Then, I swiftly ran into my dorm.

Arriving at the door of my dorm room, I opened it and saw a stick sweeping towards me. I ducked my head in fright, then retreated out of the room. I looked inside and saw that the one who had swung the stick was my tablemate.

I laughed bitterly, ”Qing'er, what are you doing? You nearly hit my head.”

The tablemate held the baseball bat in both hands and said, ”Come in quickly and close the door.”

Cautiously, I went in and faced the table whose door was closed. The table took a step forward and smashed my head with a stick. I hastily dodged to the side.

The baseball bat in her tablemate's hand hit the wall, but before she could finish, she swung it again.

I lowered my head and dodged. My tablemate raised the baseball bat again and smashed it down with all my might. I dodged to the side, afraid to hit my tablemate in the face of its onslaught. I was afraid my tablemate would be angrier.

Fallen Leaf, Zhi Qiu, and Little Steel Cannon were watching the show from the side. No one dared to try and persuade their tablemate.

I couldn't help but ask, ”Qing'er, what did I do wrong? What are you angry at me for?”

My tablemate didn't answer me and swung the stick in his hand over. If it were a man swinging like this, I would have been swung around a long time ago. Luckily, my tablemate wasn't too strong.

Her beautiful face was flushed red and beads of sweat had appeared on her face. Her breathing had also become a lot heavier and she raised her baseball bat to hit me again, causing me to finally be unable to resist, ”Liu Qing, if you want to make a move again, don't blame me for being impolite.” His tablemate's eyes turned red, ”Lin Yu, you still dare to hit me, sob sob, I'm not going to live anymore.”