Chapter 219 What to do if I have a sick younger brother (16)

Huang Mao gritted his teeth and became ruthless, and swung the knife towards Fu Xingchen's arm that was holding him down.

He didn't believe that this bastard would not let go!

really.

When Fu Xingchen saw the knife, he frowned slightly and let go of his hand.

There was a gleam of joy in Huang Mao's eyes, and sure enough...

next moment.

He was completely stunned.

The knife swung out and was firmly held by Fu Xingchen's hand.

He didn't seem to be afraid of the sharp blade scratching his hand at all, and shifted the direction of the knife little by little.

Huang Mao's eyes widened.

One of his hands was dislocated and couldn't help at all, and he tried desperately to get the knife back, but there was no way.

Fu Xingchen sneered on his crimson thin lips, and exerted a little force on his hands.

Huang Mao screamed, feeling that his hand was about to be broken, and wanted to let go in a panic.

However, there is no room for redemption.

He couldn't pull his hand away at all, together with the knife, Fu Xingchen shifted his direction and approached him little by little.

Huang Mao was covered in cold sweat and couldn't exert much strength at all.

He even forgot to call for help, and stammered and shouted:
"Calm down, don't do it...don't don't..."

Fu Xingchen was very calm.

Little by little, he aimed the blood-stained tip of the knife at the yellow hair.

Fu Xingchen's hand had already been cut, and the blood fell down Huangmao's face along the tip of the knife.

Compared with Huangmao's panic.

Fu Xingchen didn't show any pain on his face, and there was a sneer on his crimson lips.

His peach-blossom eyes were shimmering, seemingly like gentle spring water, but actually there was a deep coldness.

Fu Xingchen moved slowly, pressing the point of the knife to Huang Mao's face little by little.

The sharp tip of the knife was mixed with blood, slashing across his face.

Fu Xingchen tilted his head, his eyes were indifferent, as if the yellow hair was not a living person, but something dead.

He wasn't hesitating whether to make a move, so the tip of the knife was hesitant to drop.

But...

Looking for a suitable location.

Huang Mao was frightened.

He felt goosebumps all over his body as he felt the tip of the knife across his face.

Fear spread to the top of his head like a tide, suffocating him.

He has met many kinds of people, but he has never met Fu Xingchen like this.

At first, I thought that Fu Xingchen was just a good student who studied hard, but he looked like a weak chicken.

But he didn't expect that he didn't bother to say a word.

Get started, it's a lunatic!

He won't really want to kill someone! ?
"Brother, calm down, I was wrong, I was wrong..." Huang Mao was trembling all over, and his tone was broken.

The other delinquent boys were also frightened.

I've seen crazy ones, but I've never seen anything so crazy.

The unscrupulous boy next to him didn't dare to step forward, he only dared to warn:

"Fu Xingchen, don't mess around!"

"All of us are watching, if you really dare to do anything to big brother, we will... call the police!"

this time.

They only dared to threaten Fu Xingchen with such words, in an attempt to make Fu Xingchen fearful.

really.

Fu Xingchen paused his hand, raised his eyes, and glanced at the people present.

"is it?"

Seeing that Fu Xingchen finally reacted, those unscrupulous teenagers seemed to have grasped something, they became proud, and began to jump wildly on the verge of death.

"Yes, if you dare to do anything again, we will call the police and arrest you!"

"If the school finds out, you will be finished!"

"Don't say it's No. [-] Middle School, no school dares to accept you..."

The knife suddenly changed its position, followed Huangmao's eyelids, brushed across his cheek, and stabbed hard on the window sill!
(End of this chapter)

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