Ding Ning is just a dull man, unable to say a word, and will not complain to the teacher. In fact, it is easy to become the target of "campus violence" among these older sisters.

The pink-haired girl walked over and grabbed Ding Ning's hair, trying to pull her out of position.

Ding Ning resisted desperately and tried to break away from her.

The pink-haired girl bullied people very easily. She grabbed Ding Ning and wanted to drag her out, not caring about the surprised gazes cast by the people around her.

Wen Niannian walked over without hesitation, pressed her shoulder, and pushed her out of Ding Ning.

Ding Ning's cheeks were flushed and she hid behind Wen Niannian timidly, gritting her teeth tightly, without saying a word.

The pink-haired elder sister glanced at Wen Niannian and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Why, the little mute has found a backer."

Wen Niannian grabbed her wrist with a letter tattoo: "Your mother has never taught you, it's impolite to use her hands and feet?"

The eldest sister pulled her head back and said coldly: "Who are you?"

A girl came over and whispered to her: "Wen Niannian, that...scrap from the Wen family."

Over the years, Wen Niannian has also become famous...

The unscrupulous young lady of the Wen family has a crane and is chasing the male god...

No one in Dexin High School doesn't know her sexy operation.

The pink-haired sister knew that the person in front of her was Wen Niannian, and a contemptuous smile immediately arose in the corner of her eyes...

"You two are really born to be a couple."

A girl around responded and said, "Isn't this just a feather flock of birds of feathers flock together?"

"You speak so gently, this should be called a stinky smell! Hahaha."

Several girls laughed, Ding Ning's face became redder and his hands clenched into fists.

Wen Niannian touched her hand and pressed it gently.

The eldest sister raised her jaw provocatively and said, "You are still a hero."

"waste?"

She sneered, raised her head and looked at the pink-haired elder sister's head: "Do you know what a waste is?"

My eldest sister's head was pricked by her dark eyes, and her heart was a little scared and she didn't say anything.

Wen Niannian continued: "A guy like you who bullies the weak and fears the strong will waste food while living and waste land when he dies. You are not needed by others, so you can only find your own value by bullying others.

This is the waste.”

My elder sister's head was stabbed by Wen Niannian's words, and her face looked a little bad: "You...what are you talking nonsense!"

"Don't believe it, then why not ask yourself, if you disappear, will anyone be sad for you?

Is your existence valuable to the world?

Does it have any impact on people around you?

If you can't find the answer, what qualifications do you have to call someone else a waste."

Every word she wrote was sonorous, as if she was hit hard, hitting these girls.

Wen Yan and a few boys happened to be sitting on a small table outside the store. When he heard Wen Niannian's words, he couldn't help but look up and look at the girl in the store.

Her eyes were firm and her expression was persistent.

Have you been needed by others? Will someone be sad if you disappear? Is your existence valuable to the world?

Word by word, soul-questioning.

The corners of his mouth raised coldly.

Wen Niannian didn't notice that Wen Yan was also present. She shook off the elder sister's head and said coldly: "If you say I'm a waste, why don't you go and look in the mirror yourself first?"

My eldest sister was completely angry at Wen Niannian's words, and raised her hand to teach Wen Niannian a lesson...

"Bitch! You're talking nonsense!"

Wen Niannian nimbly leaned back quickly and avoided her slap.

She is extremely skilled in beating people, and I think she bullies her classmates a lot.

Wen Niannian grabbed her hand and pressed it hard on the table, forcing her to spread her five fingers, and then grabbed the fork on the table.

The eldest sister looked at Wen Niannian in fear, and suddenly seemed a little panicked: "What do you want to do?"

Before she finished speaking, the fork in Wen Niannian was swinging rapidly between her five fingers.

The eldest sister's eyes widened and she was shocked.

Wen Niannian's movements were astonishingly fast, and almost no trace could be captured by the naked eye. There were many cracked holes on the wooden tabletop.

The gap between her five fingers was not big, but her hands were intact. Wen Niannian made no mistakes, and she stabbed the tabletop steadily into the fingers every time.

"So...who is the waste?"

The eldest sister screamed in shock when she was scared, her face was extremely pale: "I, I am a waste! Stop it! Stop it!"

With a "bang", Wen Niannian pressed the fork into the table and let go of her hand.

The eldest sister's head was backing and her calves were already weakened. If it weren't for the girls around her, she would probably not be able to stand firmly.

She covered her hand in horror: "My hand...my hand...is it still there?"

"It's still here!"

These girls who always like to bully others were all exhausted at once and looked at Wen Cejian in a daze, frightened.

How could she be...so powerful?

Even Ding Ning was stunned. Wen Niannian had no one with her reaction and agility, and she was comparable to a martial arts master.

For Wen Niannian, this is actually nothing.

Her roommate at Harvard used to be a weirdo, and she often took her to play these games together to train her agility and responsiveness.

The weird roommate firmly believes that thinking ability and human limb reaction ability are inseparable, and mind and physical fitness are also inseparable.

The eldest sister was helped by the girls and walked out of the braised food shop. She had never been frightened like this in her life. She was ashamed and angry. She turned around and pointed at Wen Niannian and shouted: "Don't leave, wait for me! I... I'm going to ask someone to come! I won't let you go!"

Wen Niannian knew that she would definitely call a helper.

At this moment, her road was blocked, and a cold voice came: "You won't let anyone go, huh?"

The pink-haired elder sister suddenly raised her head and met Wen Yan's cold gaze.

His dark eyes seemed to have frozen frost, without any temperature, which made people shudder.

Wen Yan at No. 13 Middle School is cruel and ruthless, no one knows him?

The eldest sister was so scared that she was like a quail and said tremblingly: "What do you... do you want?"
Chapter completed!