Hearing my voice, the man stopped slowly and turned around... He still had an arrogant expression. He glanced at me from start to finish, and his tone was still arrogant and intolerable: "Woman... My ball is not broken, you You don’t have to pay... Heh... Even if it breaks, you can’t afford to pay... "Damn! His expression is clearly mocking me!
As soon as I heard this dead man's words, I became even more angry, and I rushed in front of him and looked up at him, Khan... Why is he so tall? In terms of momentum, I obviously lost... And this impolite guy turned out to look like a ladyboy, so what... Handsome and scumbag, it's really strange, why didn't I find that the school was paid after staying in Royal 7 for so long? Is there such a handsome person
I swallowed my saliva and looked pretentiously calm: "Are you blind? Yes! Your ball is not broken, but... I'm broken! How do you pay?" I put my arms around my chest and you don't want to go today. Posture...
"Compensation? Do you have my ball worth it? Before this young master gets angry, you'd better get off—" The man smiled evilly, his tone frivolous and disdainful...
What? You said that I'm not as valuable as your football? Still asking this princess to get out? it is good! You have a kind! You are so fucking kind! I was so angry that my hands were shaking, I stared at him fiercely, without saying anything, then rushed to grab the football in his hand...
"You bastard, your house sells Jian Nanchun, right? You said I don't have the value of this broken ball, right? Okay, I'll help you ruin it!" Before the voice was over, I quickly put the football in my hand on the ground. , And then the whole person jumped up and stepped on the broken football fiercely... My strength, you know, the broken football was flat after a few clicks...
"Ah-dead woman... my ball!" The bitch looked at the brave football and his face changed, and then pushed me away sadly holding the football that I had trampled on. I almost fell in tears...
"Die bastard, your beautiful ball is ruined. If you don't want to ruin yourself, please roll with your broken ball. The farther you go, the better..." I looked down at him who was squatting on the ground. , A sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously from the bottom of my heart. This bitch tramples on other people's self-esteem in this way, so let him also taste the taste of being trampled on self-esteem.
"You... Dead woman... Do you dare to destroy my ball!" The bitch's expression became fierce, and his hand holding the football became tighter and tighter... He wanted to choke me to death...
"What... Why... You hit me with your ball first, and I don't know how to repent after hitting..." I said to him righteously.
"Okay..." The bitch watched me slowly stand up, and threw the broken football in his hand on the ground fiercely, looking at me with the expression that I wished to choke me to death: "I should talk about how to compensate now. It’s about my ball... You said... Do you use your hands or your feet? I think... or your face is more valuable... "The man leaned against my ear and smiled evilly. I was frightened. I was in a cold sweat, so what... He meant... I want to use one of my hands and feet in exchange for his broken football
"Heh... My hands and feet? It depends on whether you have this ability... Didn't you hear any beautiful gossips on the Royal No. 7?"
"Women, your tone is not small... This is the first day that the young master turned to Royal No. 7, and I care who you are, as long as it is in the way of the young master, you will die!" His man suddenly turned around and grabbed me. His hand dragged me to the playground... so what... the direction he went turned out to be the men's room...
I'm sweating...
"Hey... You let me go... What are you doing?" I started struggling hard in his hands. Didn't this slut drag me to the men's bathroom and chop off my hands and feet with a knife? Damn... It's terrible... Worse than the female ghost in the hut...
"Shut up for me!" The man didn't turn his head and his tone was still extremely angry, completely ignoring my words and still dragging me into the toilet...
I was distressed and my eyes suddenly brightened... I suddenly had an idea in my mind, and the director of the Royal No. 7 teaching just came out of the toilet after going to the men's toilet, dear teacher... It's saved, it's really helpful to me...
"Director... Director... Save me... Sexual harassment... The director save me..." I tried to squeeze a few tears into my eyes and waved at the teacher pitifully, like a raped girl...
The bitch stopped when he heard what I was saying, turned around and looked at me inexplicably...
Soon the director of teaching was attracted by my pitiful voice...
"What are you doing?" The director's majestic voice rang above me, and I chuckled a few times in my heart, a bitch, you're unlucky when you meet me today!
"Nothing!" The bitch let go of his hand holding me, still with a very tugging expression on his face.
"Ah... Director... You have to save me... He is a pervert... He just sexually harassed me, woo me... I resisted desperately and he wanted to drag me to the men's room to do that kind of thing... Look... You see that the red and purple pieces on my neck are all left behind by him... Director... You have to save me... He is a ****... "I firmly grasped the corner of the teaching director's clothes. Wiping his nose and tears on him, the crying is sad...
That bitch stared in surprise and looked at me with a shit expression on my face...
Damn, this dead woman is so cruel...
"What? Is there such a thing? This is the school, and you, a bad student like you, are doing this kind of thing in the school... You... You are too much... Punishment! Serious warning! You... You all come to the office with me !" The director stared and pointed out his fingers at the bitch, with an expression of disappointment that the child could not teach.
"Woo... Director... You have to be the master for me... In the daytime in school, he actually played hooligans openly to me... Oh... Director... If you don't discipline him, I won't live..." I cried. A earth-shattering, holding on to the corners of the dean’s clothes and clinging to it...
The bitch got so excited now that he couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed over and grabbed my arm: "You dead woman, what are you talking about? What did I do to you? You broke my ball. I haven't settled with you yet! You still want to bite me back... "This bitch also successfully ignored the existence of the dean.
"Ah-Director, look... He actually wants to do something to me... Oh... He doesn't live anymore... I don't want to live anymore... How will I live after being ruined by this stinky rascal... I don't want to live anymore... Don't hold on I... I'm going to die..." I got up and looked at the dean pitifully, then turned and sadly ran into a tree next to... Tree? I sweated a bit, only to blame there is no wall near here that can make me hit...
The dean of teaching hurriedly grabbed me nervously, and said with earnest words: "Hey... classmate... classmate, don't get excited... Don't worry, I will check this out. You... you will give me your parents tomorrow. Called to the school, I think let them take you home directly. For students like you, don’t know what comes to school... You should let me go back as soon as possible..." The dean of education glanced at him and waited for it. Beat him up.
"My parents? They are very busy. They don't have time to see you. You don't have the right to ask me to go home..."