Sun Zecheng charged at Xiaxin like a madman. He had already forgotten that Xiaxin was someone who could take on two people at once.
The burning sensation on his face and how he had embarrassed himself in public, Sun Zecheng was completely dominated by shame.
Since young, when had he, Young Master Sun, ever suffered this kind of pain? When everyone heard that he was a member of the Sun family, who wouldn't be respectful? Let alone hitting him, even if he scolded him, he would bite off a piece of meat from the other party. Now, Xia Xin actually dared to put a bowl of hot soup on his head!
Kill him…Kill him! I want to kill him!
Sun Zecheng's mind was filled with this thought. He rushed towards Xia Xin and threw a punch at him.
Seeing Sun Zecheng's fist coming at him, the red light in Xiaxin's eyes lit up again. The anger in his blood was surging through his body.
"Ah! Die!"
Sun Zecheng roared and punched towards Xia Xin's face.
"Too weak!"
Xiaxin grabbed Sun Zecheng's fist. Seeing this, Sun Zecheng swung his other fist at Xiaxin. Xiaxin tilted his head back and dodged the attack.
"Let go of me!"
Sun Zecheng struggled to break free from Xia Xin's grip, but Xia Xin's grip was like a pair of pliers, preventing him from moving. However, Xia Xin let go.
Sun Zecheng pulled his hand out and looked at his fist that was red from Xia Xin's grip. He was even more furious.
The stool in the school cafeteria was not connected to the table, but was separate. Sun Zecheng endured the pain in his hand and raised the stool from the side, quickly throwing it at Zhao Chen.
"Asura, you shouldn't have come out."
"You've been bullied? Still not making a move? Hehe, are you a saint?"
"This is school. I just want to enjoy my school time. This is not the time to make a move."
"Hehe, I only know that he has offended me! Those who provoke me can only be destroyed."
Two voices were fighting in Xia Xin's mind, and his eyes were flickering.
"I want you dead this time!"
Sun Zecheng raised his stool and threw it at Xiaxin, his eyes filled with a sense of revenge.
"Ah!"
"Be careful!"
The surrounding students exclaimed and reminded Xia Xin, but Xia Xin was stunned and didn't react.
Crack!
How painful would it be if a stool made of copper and iron hit a person?？It was very painful! It was definitely a series that hurt just looking at it!
Moreover, Sun Zecheng had used all his strength to throw it at Xiaxin. Everyone could hear the crack on his shoulder. It was obviously the sound of bones breaking.
Everyone was speechless.
The originally noisy cafeteria instantly fell silent. Everyone stared at Xia Xin and Sun Zecheng with their mouths agape.
The chair made of copper and iron still looked like it had smashed into Xia Xin's shoulder, but the sound of bones breaking echoed in the air for a long time.
"Hahahahaha!"
Seeing that his attack was successful, Sun Zecheng smiled happily.
"This is what you get for messing with me, you little bastard! Hahaha!"
Sun Zecheng laughed maniacally and looked at Amoi. It was as if he could see Amoi clutching his shoulder and howling in pain in the next scene. He could finally take revenge for the humiliation he had just brought him.
"Ha!"
Sun Zecheng's laughter stopped abruptly.
"You seem to have misunderstood something."
A smile appeared on Xia Xin's face.
"What is it? How is that possible?"
Sun Zecheng looked at Xia Xin in disbelief.
How was this possible? How could he still be standing? He knew very well how much strength he had used. Usually, in order to have a good physical strength for fighting or sex, he would also do fitness exercises. Generally, there were not many people his age who had as much strength as him. In his opinion, Xia Xin would definitely not be able to take it. Moreover, this was a bronze stool! He smashed it with all his might, and it was on the most fragile shoulder of a human being.
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
Sun Zecheng's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"This bit of strength of yours seems to be scratching my itch."
Xiaxin tilted his head and the smile on his face became even wider. It made people shudder, and Sun Zecheng felt his heart palpitate.
"Impossible! Go to hell!"
Sun Zecheng raised the bronze stool again, wanting to smash it at Xiaxin.
"Although it doesn't hurt."
"But your actions really make me angry!”
Xia Xin was still smiling when he said the first sentence, but when he said the second sentence, he felt like a demon king who had just come out of hell. It was a cold feeling that rose from the bottom of his heart!
The stool that was swinging in the air stopped. No matter how hard Sun Zecheng tried, he couldn't move forward.
The cold voice sounded like it came from hell, and there was some kind of excitement in its tone.
"It's my turn next…"
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