Chapter 20 Fist is the last word (3)(2/2)
But everyone knew what he wanted to do, so they turned their heads and looked at the podium, expecting the scene of the boy's head being inlaid on the wall.
No one sympathizes with or cares about it.
They all watch the show with an attitude.
In their opinion, Liu Bi is not aware of life or death, so how could anyone care about and pity him?
"How is that possible!"
"Hey, hey, it's not a joke!"
...
When they were all gloating.
No matter how they want to break their minds, they would never have thought that it was not the boy who was suffering, but their boss.
"Should you say you are confident or should you say you are conceited?"
Liu Bi grabbed the punched fist with one hand and grabbed the silver-haired young man's face with the other.
"In front of me, I dared to attack with such a big swagger. It's really a calf who is not afraid of a tiger after first reading."
Liu Bi is a twelve or thirteen years old.
Yinhai is a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old.
The former is over 1.3 meters tall.
The latter is 1.89 meters tall.
The difference in size between the two sides is fifty or sixty centimeters.
Under such a big gap, the silver-haired young man was crushed to one knee by the boy.
Not to mention other classmates.
Even the silver-haired young man felt unbelievable, and he stared at the boy in front of him blankly, and could not figure out what had just happened for a while.
"What did you do just now?" said the silver-haired young man with difficulty.
"Shouldn't I ask you this?"
Liu Bi raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I was talking, you were sleeping. After I woke you up, not only did I not reflect on me, but I still dared to punch and kick the teacher."
"What qualifications are there to be my teacher for a group of weak turtles?"
The silver-haired young man was not willing to be outdone, and his legs exerted force, trying to break free from Liu Bi's shackles.
But Liu Bi's hand was like moving forward.
In front of him, the silver-haired young man couldn't even stand up.
"What qualifications do you think I have?"
Liu Bi smiled and put a little force on his hands holding his shoulders. The silver-haired young man couldn't bear the weight and turned from kneeling on one knee to landing on all four feet.
This is the result of the silver-haired young man trying his best to resist.
If he relaxed, he might have been lying on the ground now.
Chapter completed!