Fairy Dream Ye Luoli: I led the master to kill crazy

For six hours, Xiyu practiced walking with Mo Jiuyu. Although there were still some bumps, for Mo Jiuyu, this was already a miracle in his life.

On Monday, Mo Jiuyu and Wang Fu went to class together. Both of them were in Class [-], Grade [-], where all the best students in the entire Grade [-] class were.

Duan Hao is also there.

He was sitting in the front row, with a gray face and huge panda eyes. When he saw Mo Jiuyu come in, his eyes gritted his teeth.

Then he stepped forward, wanting to cause trouble for Mo Jiuyu. Before he could get close to him, Wang Fu was already standing in front of Duan Hao.

He looked down at Duan Hao with cold eyes, "What do you want to do?" His tone was cold, and there seemed to be sharp knives in his eyes.

Wang Fu had been trained, and his aura was naturally not comparable to that of Duan Hao. In addition, Wang Fu was already a head taller than Duan Hao.

In such a comparison, Duan Hao is not as good as Wang Fu in any aspect.

"Go away, who do you think you are? My father is the school director. Believe it or not, I will make you walk around without food."

Wang Fu, however, refused to move out of the way, with no fear in his eyes.

"Mo Jiuyu, you are a coward, you can only rely on others. If you have the ability, come forward."

Mo Jiuyu turned his wheelchair and came forward, with Xiyu sitting on his shoulders.

His face was calm, and he said calmly: "Is something wrong?" His tone was extremely cold, and his light eyes did not put Duan Hao in his eyes at all.

Duan Hao was furious and immediately started beating the person. Xiyu frowned and was about to take action when Mo Jiuyu signaled her to be calm.

Mo Jiuyu held Duan Hao's hand and twisted it slightly, and a piercing scream broke out in the entire classroom.

The students who were studying all raised their heads and looked at this scene in disbelief.

In the past, Mo Jiuyu was always bullied by Duan Hao in the class. How could he make Duan Hao suffer like today?

"Let me go, you loser, let me go!"

There was a cold and sarcastic smile on Mo Jiuyu's lips, "If you can't even defeat a loser like me, what are you?"

Duan Hao's face darkened, and the pain from his wrist instantly distorted his face, "It hurts, it hurts, Mo Jiuyu, you loser, let me go, or I will make you look good."

The pain became more obvious as the threatening words were spoken.

"Apologize."

The word "piaopiao" was like two slaps, hitting Duan Hao's face hard, causing burning pain.

"You're dreaming, Mo Jiuyu, you are a loser who can't walk on your legs, an illegitimate son of the family, why do you ask me to apologize! It's impossible in this life."

Mo Jiuyu smiled like a devil. He only heard a slight click, and Duan Hao's hand was twisted, fractured and dislocated in an instant.

His face was bloodless, and he was lying on the ground rolling around.

"Boss! Boss!"

"Hospital...hospital." Duan Hao was sweating profusely in pain and quickly asked his younger brothers to take him to the hospital.

"Mo Jiuyu, what are you doing! Do you know that Duan Hao is a member of the Duan family, and you have offended him. Do you want our Huo family to suffer the same misfortune as you?" Huo Sitong looked at Mo Jiuyu in disgust, as if he was worried. Looks like garbage.

With righteous words, he began to educate Mo Jiuyu in the tone of an elder.

"The Huo family? What does it have to do with me?"

With cold words, Huo Sitong's face became even more ugly because of Mo Jiuyu's ignorance, "Mo Jiuyu!"

"Step aside."