"You… You…" Liu Zongming was truly scared this time. The way Fu Jiu looked at him at this moment reminded him of the gaze of a thin reptile lurking in the dark, and Fu Jiu's words were too scary to think about. Could it be that even if Fu Jiu beat him to death, he was not going to be held responsible?
Isn't he still a high school kid?
They always beat people whenever they wanted to.
So when he beats someone, he destroys all evidence?
Liu Zongming thought this through and didn't feel any better. Rather, cold sweat dripped down the back of his neck little by little.
He finally noticed that nobody would even pass through here--which meant, nobody was going to save him!
Fu Jiu was still half-smiling, and her long legs blocked Liu Zongming's only way out. Those handsome, crafty eyes made people feel extra pressured.
