The woman who ran out to tease her elder brother was also to blame for what happened to her.

The problem is, it's fine for him to harm himself, but now he's harming everyone!

At this moment, a group of people wanted to kick Chen Xiaojia to death.

Seeing the eyes of a group of classmates, Chen Xiaojia knew very well that no one would stand up for her at this time.

At this moment, he said with difficulty trembling: "I'm sorry, it's all a misunderstanding"

"I misunderstood your face!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man with dirty braids picked up an ashtray and threw it over.

With a "snap", the corners of Chen Xiaojia's eyes were swollen, and black blood flowed out from the eyes. If the treatment is not done in time, the eyeballs may be useless!

This scene made Zhou Xia and the girls scream in fright. They subconsciously hid behind Zhao Zhe and the others, trembling.

After all, he is just a student, so what knowledge can he have?

Even Zhao Zhe is used to pretending to be aggressive and fighting fiercely.

But when they really meet these big guys on the road, who can stand up to them?

Even Yeluxiang and Xue Ying hid in Ye Hao's arms in fear, and even Ye Hao couldn't react when he was eating their tofu.

The man with dirty braids motioned for others to come over with a dozen beer bottles, and he smashed them on Chen Xiaojia's forehead one by one, until Chen Xiaojia almost passed out, and he stopped his movements.

During this process, neither Zhao Zhe nor Zhou Xia dared to say anything.

When everything stopped, Zhao Zhe stepped forward with twitching eyes and said, "Brother, Chen Xiaojia, that bastard molested your woman, he deserves death!"

"But he has accepted the punishment now, otherwise, let's just forget about it?"

"never mind?"

The man with dirty braids looked at Zhao Zhe with a half-smile.

"Which god are you and what kind of background do you have? Tell me."

"If you don't have any background, I'm sorry, why should I give you face?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhe said slowly, "I am from the Dapeng tribe."

"Dirty line?"

The man with dirty braids pouted.

"But I'm in the direct line of the Zhao family, so I haven't seen you before."

Hearing what the man with dreadlocks said, Zhao Zhe instantly understood that the other party must have a good identity.

But the problem is, Mr. Zhao has already paid the bill for the audience tonight.

What else can he do, Mr. Zhao?

It would be embarrassing if you don't come out at this time!

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhe could only continue to grit his teeth and say, "I am not the direct line of the Zhao family, but a collateral line." JrNovels.com