Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

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Huo Yao looked at these pretentious little boys, shook his head boringly, suddenly stretched out his hand, and hooked his index finger to Lu Ziming, "Come here."

Seeing this, the named Lu Ziming, somehow, suddenly remembered the situation in the hospital last time when his wrist was almost pinched and dislocated by her, and he subconsciously stepped back.

"Counsel." Huo Yao spit out such a word faintly.

Then, Lu Ziming didn't even react at all, Huo Yao walked up to him quickly, and twisted his ears.

"When I was young, I was full of bad habits, skipping classes, besieging classmates, bullying the weak, huh? That's how your Lu family educates people?"

Huo Yao didn't do anything lightly. Lu Ziming felt that his ears were about to be pulled off, and his whole body trembled with pain. There was no such arrogance just now.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, **** you let go!"

Lu Ziming let out a scream, but it was useless. He couldn't help but yelled at the people next to him, "You guys quickly pull this crazy woman away from me."

The few teenagers next to him were already looking silly, and they came back to their senses. They just wanted to go forward to pull Huo Yao’s hand, but when they met Huo Yao’s expressionless and obviously unprovoking face, they were all stunned. Subconsciously not dare to go.

Huo Yao curled his mouth, pulled Lu Ziming's ears to draw him closer, and then slapped Lu Ziming's head with a slap with his left hand, "Isn't he playing sideways all day?"

Lu Ziming's head was buzzing, and the whole person was beaten up. He instinctively covered his head with his hands, and did not dare to resist.

Huo Yao sneered at the corners of his lips, "Your parents didn't teach you how to be a man, I'll come today."

After finishing speaking, he slapped him mercilessly.

Lu Ziming had never been beaten since he was a child. His ears were so painful and his head was photographed so dizzy. He could no longer pretend that kind of crazy second generation ancestor, "Don’t beat me, I was wrong. Can't it?"

Huo Yao stopped his hand movement, squinted his eyes, and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Lu Ziming glanced at her cautiously. Although he was still angry, he didn't dare to break out. He bit his lip and said dullly, "I shouldn't come to trouble you, nor should I play sideways in front of you."

If he knew that this coward had become so aggressive now, he wouldn't come to trouble her even if he killed him.

Huo Yao let out a soft voice, his eyes filled with contempt, "It seems that you are not only counseling, but also stupid."

When Lu Ziming heard the words, he immediately raised his head to refute, but because his ears were still being tugged, he had to bend his body and shouted, "I'm not stupid!"

"If you are not stupid, would you bring a group of S and B skip classes to play sideways?"

"If you are not stupid, you will be beaten by me so that I will not even dare to return it?"

"If you are not stupid, what else can you do besides bullying like a second generation ancestor?"

Lu Ziming's face flushed red, but he couldn't refute anything.

"You should be thankful that you are not my brother." Huo Yao snorted softly, and the fingers that were pulling his ears loosened.

If she really had such a brother, she would have been taken back to the furnace and remade long ago.

Huo Yao shook his head, took out the wet tissue from his bag, and carelessly wiped his fingers clean one by one, and then looked at Lu Ziming, who seemed to have been beaten up, with a cold voice, "Don’t let him I see you, or I will see you once and fight once."

Huo Yao finished speaking and walked away.