Shiwu couldn't bear it, so he pulled the little fox behind him and asked the people who were so scared that their faces were pale: "As for you, should you choose to break your hands or your feet."

Of course they wouldn't choose, but Fifteen said, "It's okay not to choose, then just like them, your hands and feet must be broken."

"I'll give you dozens of times to choose. After I count, if you haven't thought about it yet, then... I'll help you choose."

Of course, the Fifteenth words are not just casually saying it. He does what he says, and when he does it, his actions will only be more ruthless.

Fifteen slowly counted: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine..."

His voice was very calm, neither fast nor slow, and not loud, but the group of people who heard it were sweating all over their heads and their clothes were soaked.

Just when he was about to count to ten, a man finally stood up and said tremblingly: "I, my contestant, can I just break one?"

Fifteen smiled: "Yes."

Fifteen asked him again: "Do you break it yourself or do I do it?"

"I, I... myself..." The man thought for a while before he decided to do it himself. He felt that if he had taken action for fifteen, it would be even worse. However, he did not expect that whether it was heavy or light, his arm would be broken. Is there any difference?

The man walked to the door frame, put his left arm on it, held a stool in his right hand, then closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and made a ruthless heart, and then smashed it down.

"Ah..." A pig-killing scream rang in the room, almost overturning the roof.

After the first one stood up, there was a second one and a third one, so the remaining few stood up and chose their left arm.

That night, the little fox heard the most was the sound of bone breaking. The fox fur on its body was about to stand up, its scalp tightened and numb, as if a mouse was lying on his head, gnawing on his scalp, so scared.

After all the people broke their arms, Fifteen told them to get out.

"Get out of Hanjiang Academy tomorrow morning, otherwise you will never leave here. I'm not kidding you. Dean Yuanhe has not been here recently. The academy, now I have the final say."

This news was heard in the ears of several people, making them feel that the pain on their arms was not the most important thing at this moment.

The family went through a lot of hardships to send them back to Hanjiang Academy. Now that they have been expelled from the school, what else do they have to go home? When they return home, what will relatives and friends think of them?

Several people wanted to beg for mercy, but it was useless.

What Fifteen said will never be changed.

"Tomorrow, don't let me see you again before I get up, get out."

The five people dragged Zhao Jintong, who could not move, with one hand that had not been broken, and after leaving the yard where they lived, they threw him on the ground, and no one paid attention to him anymore.

Everyone was driven away, and the room finally became quiet...

Fifteen closed the door, then reached the bedside and hooked the little fox: "Come here."

The little fox bit his lip and walked over in small steps.

Fifteen patted the bed beside him and "Sit down."

The little fox sat down obediently...

Shiwu reached out and pinched its ears, looked at its obviously thin face, frowned and asked, "I have lost so much, haven't you eaten these days?"
Chapter completed!