Ray Peters turned around and left with great strides, and his angry steps rushed straight to the other end of the library, but he could not calm down no matter how he thought about it:

He sincerely regarded Hoden and Robben as friends.

Although the time was still short, he hit it off at first sight. He thought that he had finally made true friends at Sekpez Academy - their Cos Club, their Latuvada, their "a restaurant", and their unrealistic dream of changing the world.

But what about now?

Is all this just his wishful thinking? What happened to Horden's indifference and toughness? Are they still friends?

He couldn't understand.

"Why", whys are surging in my mind, rushing around, but I can't find the answer. The torture of the overturning torture made Ray Peters' stomach ached.

He doesn't like this.

Since there is a problem, you have to make it clear face to face. If you completely break up with friendship, then you can make it clear and understand it. From today on, you will be treated as if you don’t have these two friends. He doesn’t like to compromise, nor does he like to be confused, and he doesn’t like to swallow his anger, so he turned around and walked back.

He needs an answer, right now, now, right now!

Before Brutes could catch up, he saw Ray Peters return.

He couldn't understand Ray Peters' character very well, and he understood Ray Peters' purpose immediately. His footsteps also turned sharply, and he quickly called out, "Ray, calm down, you need to calm down... Ray..."

Horden is a seemingly casual but arrogant personality and will never compromise easily; while Ray Peters is a straight intent who would rather break than bend. At this time, it was a state of volcanic eruption. If he turned around in a hurry, he would probably be a strong collision situation, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Brutes tried to stop Ray Peters, but failed to intercept his friend, and watched Ray Peters go back on the Hot Wheels.

"..." Brutes stood there and grabbed his hair, sighed to the sky. He felt that if he had bald early, it must have been because he was friends with Ray Peters.

With a light sigh, Brutes slowed down and followed - if Hoden and Ray Peters were going to spit fire with each other, it would be better for him to slow down, so as not to get caught in.

Although Brutes was unable to stop Ray Peters, Ray Peters' pace slowed down a little:

My father always emphasized that Brutes's calmness in the face of danger was a characteristic he needed to learn, and this was even more so after the praises about Hoden, "You need to learn to think."

The father's words sounded again, on the one hand, Ray Peters became more annoyed and angry, and a sense of shame began to burn; on the other hand, it slowed down the conflict, and the pace of rushing forward was still calm after all, and without angrily stepped forward.

It's close.

It's closer.

Then Hoden's lazy voice came from his ears, revealing a little fatigue. Ray Peters's footsteps involuntarily stopped in place, but the thunder in his mind was roaring, with surprise and fear, frightened and confused emotions swarming in.

Nightingale, dead?

In an instant, my throat was pinched tightly, and the unexpected impact directly cut off my breathing, and the frozen still pupils leaked out my inner panic.

My thoughts were a little distracted, and when my steps forward, it became heavy and messy. The confusion in my mind was transmitted through my steps. Then you can see the eyes projected by Huo Deng, sharp and tough, and a faint murderous aura revealed, instantly locking himself.

At that moment, Ray Peters truly felt the murderous aura, the substantial oppression and sharpness, and pressed his throat tightly.

But it's just a moment.

After realizing that the person was coming, Huo Deng's eyes calmed down, and the murderous smoke disappeared, replaced by a depressing silence and stagnation, as if murderous aura had never appeared.

Brutes' buzzing sound surged in his ears, but Ray Peters heard nothing, staring at Hoden intently.

As a result, when he saw Huoden slowly turn around and face him with the back of his head, Ray Peters' anger couldn't help but jump up again. He returned to the position directly opposite Huoden in three steps, sat down, widened his eyes, and stared at Huoden like this.

Don't say a word!

But the will conveyed by the eyes is clearer: I need an answer.

Brutes, who was late to see the childish scene in front of him, staring at the tense atmosphere, made his heart beat lose its rhythm, but he didn't understand why-

He missed the quarrel between Hoden and Ray Peters, and also the conversation between Hoden and Robben. From beginning to end, he didn't know what was going on, but was led by his nose, and kept spinning back and forth, and still couldn't figure out what he was doing.

This feeling is like riding a roller coaster, but the problem is that he doesn't know when he got on, nor why he did it, and then he goes up and down with great ups and downs. Is the rotation and jumping posture too fierce? He has no answer to the question marks in his mind:

Who can give him a tip to make him feel a little involved?

At this time, the whole atmosphere was very serious and tense, but Brutes wanted to follow him, but he couldn't get nervous. Instead, he was still leisurely and thoughtful. Looking at Lei Peters whose eyes were about to fall, a bold idea flashed through his mind.

So, Bruts also came to Robben to sit back again, his body leaning towards Ray Peters, facing Hoden, and glanced at Robben in his eyes. He lowered his voice and couldn't suppress his curiosity, "What the hell is going on... Who can update me? Could it be..."

His eyes quickly glanced back and forth between Ray Peters and Hoden, "Ray, it wasn't that you confessed to Hoden, but you were rejected?"

A big brain out of the way.

Hoden couldn't help but chuckled. It was rare to relax in such a serious atmosphere. Even Robben looked at Brutes with amusement and tears.

The only person who can't laugh should be Ray Peters.

Ray Peters turned his head and glared at Bruts fiercely, and his expression wanted to swallow Bruts alive.

Brutes slowly looked away and leaned his back towards the chair, "No, it's not." Then he muttered in a low voice, "You should look at your expression, as if you were angry after your thoughts were told."

Then, Brutes could feel Ray Peters' terrifying and scorching gaze, which accurately landed on his neck, and the words behind him swallowed, whistled, pretending that nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!