Attack him, tease him, I'm with the villain

Chapter 80 Chapter 80

The terrible things in the rumors gave him a lot of psychological pressure.

However, when he thought of other bad rumors, he still didn't move away.

He didn't want his little fairy to be desecrated by a rotten person like He Jin.

"Have you asked her what she means?" He Jin stared at him, his tone was obviously calm, but it made Zhang Yangming feel cold in his soul.

The two sides were at war, and Wei Zhiqiang couldn't help shouting: "Zhang Yang, you are an idiot, are you worth it for an ugly monster?"

Zhang Yang was afraid of He Jin, but he was not afraid of Wei Zhiqiang. Hearing this, he turned his head and yelled at him. The voice was not so much arguing, but rather purposely speaking to Sang Xu: "Don't you fucking know who he is?"

Wei Zhiqiang: "Doesn't it make people's stomachs big? It's not your wife, so hurry up!"

As soon as the words fell, the court was as quiet as a chicken.

The air seemed to be stagnant, wrapped in Qiuhu's last despotic power, the air was so dull that it was hard to breathe.

Sang Xu's eyes widened, as if struck by lightning.

He Jin glanced at her terrified expression, and then slowly put the schoolbag on the ground.Stand up again, and walk slowly towards Wei Zhiqiang step by step.

Wei Zhiqiang realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

Seeing He Jin approaching him like a god of death, his face turned pale with fright.

"I, I... didn't mean it, I..." However, He Jin didn't listen to his explanation at all.

His steps were heavy, and his handsome face was cold without a trace of human fireworks, like a god of killing, exuding a strong and terrifying killing intent all over his body.

Everyone held their breath, as if taking a breath could anger the killing god in front of them.

Wei Zhiqiang became more and more frightened, as if a red twilight appeared in front of his eyes. In the red twilight, 12-year-old He Jin raised his knife and stabbed at the tall Bandit Zhao.
That scene was too terrifying. Everything that happened at the scene was vividly described by the teenagers who had witnessed and experienced it. One story told ten, ten told hundreds, forming an indescribable sense of coercion and terror to people.

Wei Zhiqiang tried his best not to faint, backed away in panic, and shouted: "Don't come, don't come. I didn't mean it." When he said this, he was about to cry.

"Really. I really didn't mean it." He begged, almost crying.

"Don't hit me, there are so many people, if you hit me, even if I don't sue, the school will know. You don't want to be expelled, do you?"

Wei Zhiqiang kept talking, as if the only way to get rid of the fear in his heart was to keep talking. His mouth was yelling, but he didn't realize what he said.

No one around dared to say anything, the scene was silent, and everyone seemed to be waiting for God's final judgment.

But fortunately, Wei Zhiqiang finally got to the point, his last words woke He Jin up like a thunderbolt.

He Jin's red eyes, as if possessed by a devil, suddenly became clear. He came to his senses, stopped, stood where he was, and looked at Wei Zhiqiang motionlessly.

Two seconds later, he turned around and walked back, bent over, picked up his schoolbag, and strode away.

"Uncle He!" Sang Xu called out to him.

Except for He Jin who knew what she called, no one noticed. Their eyes, thoughts, and even all perceptions were condensed on He Jin, and no one noticed Sang Xu.They were afraid of He Jin, but at the same time despised him.

He Jin's footsteps paused for a moment, but he didn't stop, and continued to move forward with his schoolbag on his shoulders.

Sang Xu could see his dark and gloomy, hostile face and red eye sockets
In an instant, she felt as if her heart had been cut by a sharp weapon, and the pain was unbearable.

"Uncle He!" She suddenly yelled loudly, not caring about anything, even if everyone was watching, even if everyone betrayed her.

However, He Jin still didn't look back, he didn't even give her a look, and quickly disappeared into the corridor of the teaching building.

His back was so tall and straight, but it fell into Sang Xu's eyes, but he was so lonely.

At this moment, she seemed to understand his loneliness.

Some people, some things, are destined not to be understood by ordinary people.

Sang Xu wanted to cry, but she couldn't.

The people around seemed to be talking about her, or about He Jin, or maybe nothing at all.In short, she couldn't hear anything clearly, she couldn't see anything, and what remained in her mind was the back of He Jin carrying his schoolbag to the teaching building.

From beginning to end, he never looked back.

Sang Xu felt her heart ached so badly.

As soon as He Jin's back disappeared, the people around him breathed out almost simultaneously: "I'm scared to death!"

"Qiangzi, why the fuck are you bringing up that matter? Do you want to die? Don't implicate us if you want to die!"

"Let's stop this matter here, and don't mention it again in the future. Have you forgotten what happened to Bandit Zhao back then?"

Wei Zhiqiang was still trembling all over: "Do you think he will secretly molest me? Will I be maimed by him?"

"I'm only afraid now, what did you do earlier?"

"It's not Zhang Yang's fault. If he doesn't help the ugly monster, how could I say that sentence?"

"Come on, in my opinion, don't be so ugly, don't you see that she and He Jin have an unusual relationship?"

Zhang Yang walked over with some guilt, and patted Wei Zhiqiang on the shoulder: "Don't worry, the matter started because of me, and I won't abandon you. If he dares to stab you, he will stab me together."

Sang Xu turned back coldly: "He won't stab you, but if you mess with him again, you may suffer worse than being stabbed!"

Zhang Yang was dumbfounded: Little Fairy, what does this mean?Is she blaming him for being troubled?Could it be that he has done so much for her, but is only a clown?

Sang Xu didn't know how he got back to the classroom.

She didn't know what was going on with her, so she wanted to cry very much.

However, He Jin was just someone she had to deal with, so why was she upset?
Isn't it good for him?Be hurt, then decadent.
It's best to be so depressed that you can't fight your dad.

But, thinking of that lonely back, why does her heart hurt so much?
Sang Xu stood at the door, looking casually at He Jin's position, it was empty and there was no one there.

Obviously saw him enter the teaching building.

Where did he go?
She reluctantly retracted her eyes and looked at her father in the seat.

Sang Qi lowered his head, holding a pen in his hand, writing vigorously.

Seeing his father studying hard, Sang Xu felt a bit of comfort in his bitter heart. It was a sad and happy day.

Dad made her happy, He Jin made her happy, but made her sad.

But life has to move forward, what's the use of being sad?

She tried to comfort herself.

No matter what, in this life, Dad is still alive, living happily.

Think about my father in the previous life who was both a father and a mother for him, and he blamed him for losing his mother, and even confronted him, completely unaware that he had depression
Thinking of the past, Sang Xu was filled with guilt.

　This chapter got stuck, and I couldn't write it for four days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)