"Monster! Stay away from Tong Yunyu! ”

"Listen to me! I saw with my own eyes that Yelu was hit by a car, and the car was deflated, but nothing happened to him, so he got up and patted his pants and left! ”

"Why are you okay when you fall from the second floor! Answer us, yes! ”

"Babble-"

…… Similar vicious words continued to be directed at the young boy, and if words could be turned into sharp blades, the boy would be in a state of scars by now.

"Huh?"

The boy didn't know what he had done wrong, and he looked around blankly, trying to find someone who could help him, even if it was just someone who was willing to believe in him.

It's a pity that everyone is far away from him, lest they avoid it.

Even the girl named Tong Yunyu was dragged away from Yezhu by her friends, keeping her distance from Yexi.

Tong Yunyu wanted to explain for Yeyu, but was whispered by a friend not to talk nonsense at this time, and to be careful and help.

The "......" boy's gaze stayed on Tong Yunyu for less than three seconds before moving away, and finally settled in the corner of the classroom. He looked expectantly at the boy in the seat near the back door of the classroom, who was a friend of the boy's, and the two often walked the same road together after school, ate together at noon, and often chatted together.

However, his friend turned his head away and ignored him.

Am I doing something wrong?

The boy thought to himself, why was he scolded when he rushed to the road to save people and was hit by a car? After all, it's not me who is wrong, it's them, right? The boy's gaze turned to the small group of three standing on the podium, and his chest felt a little uncomfortable.

"Obviously, you pushed me down from the third floor, and you always stabbed me with a pen...... But it was as if it was my fault, why? The boy whispered.

"What are you muttering about?"

"Look at it, you monster!"

"How dare you stare at you?"

The group of three was obviously just a schoolboy, but they walked down from the podium like a little hooligan. The three of them went all the way, after all, all the students who should have been in their seats were far away from the night lights walking in the last row, and they looked lively.

Seeing the three of them walking towards him, the boy looked left and right helplessly, and no one stopped them. Since this class was temporarily canceled because of physical education class, I don't know where the teacher went.

The boy bit his lip, considering that he had transferred schools three or four times, and that he had put a lot of burden on his father...... If you can't cause trouble, you won't cause trouble. For this reason, even if you are criticized by the teacher for being absent from class, you can't get into a fight with your classmates here.

Before the group of three could get closer, he left his seat and walked towards the back door of the classroom.

"Aaron, open the door for me."

The boy patted his friend on the shoulder and motioned for a seat.

"Aaron?" The boy was confused by the lack of response.

In the next second, the boy's hand on his friend's shoulder was pulled heavily, and the boy's unsteady footsteps staggered, and his friend firmly grabbed his arm. The young child didn't know how to measure inches, and he didn't know how to retract and release power, and the boy's face gradually turned red when his friend locked his arm with all his might, and there was a series of muffled noises in his arm.

"Aaron!"

Aaron ignored the boy's shouts, and the strength of his hands became even harder.

The students who approached Aaron silently left their seats, away from them, to avoid being implicated.

Under Aaron's hostage, the boy was unable to break free. I wanted to ask my friend to open a back door for him to go, but I didn't expect to be caught by my "friend", like a rabbit whose ears were grabbed and sent to the hunter.

"Now, I'm going to reveal to you the true face of this monster."

The trio took out the compass for the head schoolboy and slowly stretched the needle towards the boy.

The boy tried to struggle, but under the pressure of Aaron and the other two students, the strength of one person was still too small.

"You guys! It's almost time to stop playing, or I'll sue the teacher! Eventually, someone in the class stopped me. It's not for the night, but because I'm the squad leader, and it's not easy to clean up if I make trouble.

"Don't worry, squad leader, I'll let you see."

As he spoke, the compass in his hand plunged into the boy's arm. The sharp needle easily punctures the skin and pierces the flesh, causing beads of blood. And that's not all, as if he were tying a doll, sickly pulling the compass along the boy's arm, piercing and pulling up......

When I landed, the class was like boiling hot water, and everyone was making a noise. Some were not too big to see the excitement, some were frightened by the blood on the boy's arm, and some wanted to rush to stop them but were pulled by their friends.

was stabbed seven or eight times in a row by the compass, and the boy was stunned and silent.

He looked coldly at the elementary school student in front of him, his fists clenched.

Can't do it, can't do it......

"Look, I said he was a monster!"

In full view of the public, the bloody hole in the boy's arm quickly stopped bleeding, and when the schoolboy wiped it with his hand, all the holes that should have been left on it disappeared, as if what had just happened was just a joke.

"Say, why did you monster transfer to us!"

"You're not allowed to come to school with us again!"

"Keep me away from Tong Yunyu!"

…… The violence of words is far more painful than the compass piercing his body, and he clenched his fists tightly, and his arm hurt a lot, yes, but believing that the wrong person made him feel more pain. No matter how bloody his arm was, Aaron, who strangled his arm, didn't let go.

Okay.

That's enough.

The boy thought to himself.

The clenched fist slowly loosened, this class is almost enough, even if it is a self-study class, such a noisy class will definitely affect the surrounding classes. Then just wait for the teacher to come, isn't that what school violence is? It's over patience -

"By the way, I heard Aaron say......" The elementary school student shook the compass in his hand, "Did your mother die two months ago?" With a monster son like you, it's a good time to die-"

The smile on the schoolboy's face remained the same, and in the next second, the boy's fist had already hit his temple.

This hook came first, and it didn't look like a boxing that a kid of his age would do at all.

Bang Bang Bang –

It's the sound of fists hitting flesh.

But it sounded more like someone was hammering a nail on the wall.

Even the other three who grabbed the boy didn't react, and their palms were cold, only to find that the boy was grabbing the neck of the leader with one hand, and the other hand was like a tireless spring hitting the other person's face back and forth.

Five minutes later......

"Have you had enough of the noise in Class 10!"

The substitute teacher of Class 9 broke into Class 10 from the main entrance with a fierce gaze, and his sharp gaze swept around, this glance almost made the blood of the Class 9 teacher flow backwards.

A boy in a black-stained school uniform is raising his leg and trampling down heavily on a student's head.

The student who had been trampled on the ground lay on his back on his back, his feet twitching spasmodically, but he did not make any sound.

In the corner of the back door of the classroom, there were three other students, each with blood on their faces and motionless. Their hands were all bent in a very strange way, obviously broken......

"Hey! Feed!! The substitute teacher of Class 9 roared as he ran forward.

The boy looked up at the source of the sound.

The teacher of Class 9 stopped his steps abruptly, almost kicked his left foot in his right foot, and fell to the ground.

The boy's eyes were half-down, and his expression was calm, somewhat gloomy, not at all like the expression of a child.

The blood stains on his cheeks were still dry, but the boy didn't care...... Repeating the previous action, he lifted his foot and stomped the heel of his shoe on the head of his classmate, who was unable to resist, again and again.

Boom......

Boom......

Boom......

The sound of trampling echoed in the classroom, like a monster crying in a low voice.