She is just an ordinary teacher, and she does not dare to argue with someone as powerful and with a strong background as a girl.
I felt extremely regretful in my heart that a big boy like Ye Xiu would be in trouble.
Ye Xiu didn't take the girl's threat seriously at all, but looked at Mo Xiaolan: "Is she the rich kid you said who likes to bully others?"
"Yeah." Noila Mo nodded heavily: "She bullied many people because of her family's wealth, and a few even dropped out of school because of it."
"Mo Xiaolan, you don't want to live anymore, don't you dare to arrange for me!" The girl was furious and punched Noila Mo hard.
She behaves perversely and has no scruples.
This punch left no trace behind, and bursts of whistling sounds erupted wherever the fist passed.
The force was extremely strong. If it hit, Noila Mo's entire face would be disfigured.
"Ah!!" Noila Mo screamed and closed her eyes subconsciously.
However, after waiting for a few seconds, there was no pain at all.
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the girl's wrist being grabbed by Ye Xiu.
"A fourth-level warrior, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant."
The girl's face changed: "Let me go quickly, it turns out you are also a warrior!"
Ye Xiu didn't let go of her, but instead increased his strength little by little.
A trace of pain appeared on the girl's face, and she gritted her teeth: "Asshole, if you don't let me go, you're dead!"
Seeing this, the supporters around the girl rushed forward one by one.
Five seconds later, they all fell to the ground.
Wang Xiaomin's eyes were full of admiration, and then she thought of something and became a little worried: "These people are from very well-connected families. You should leave quickly, otherwise you will be in danger."
Although Ye Xiu looks very powerful, Wang Xiaomin feels that compared with the girl and her family, he is still not good enough.
Only Noila Mo and Mo Xiaoyue looked calm.
They knew how terrifying this seemingly harmless man in front of them was.
The girl looked at Ye Xiu coldly: "Did you hear me? Let me go now and serve me well. Let this matter be over."
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin!" Ye Xiu's tone was cold, and the strength on his hand suddenly increased.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the girl's wrist was pinched by Ye Xiu, causing her to scream in pain.
Wang Xiaomin's face turned pale, feeling that something was wrong, and said to Ye Xiu anxiously: "Run quickly, run as far as you want, you can go to other countries, and don't come back again."
"Oh, really?" Ye Xiu smiled nonchalantly: "Tell me the family background of this female gangster."
"How long has it been and you still laugh!" Wang Xiaomin stamped her feet anxiously:
"Her name is Lai Feifei. Her grandfather is an eighth-level martial artist, her father is one of the top ten private enterprises in Malawi, and her mother is the vice president of the Martial Arts Association. She also has an older brother who is already a sixth-level warrior at a young age.
Everyone in the entire family can be said to have huge energy, so you’d better run away quickly.”
Ye Xiu was stunned.
No wonder this woman acts so recklessly, it turns out she has such a big backer.
Lai Feifei's pain had eased now. After hearing Wang Xiaomin's words, she looked at him with a condescending attitude:
"Now that you know my origins, kneel down now and lick my shoes clean, and you can still survive!"
Ye Xiu ignored her and asked Wang Xiaomin: "What is the name of her father's company? Tell me the names of her grandfather and mother."