"It's him, but he can't really be sick, right?"

"It's hard to say, you look at the way he looks, it's scary!"

"Damn, it's a good thing he doesn't have star power in his body, otherwise I wouldn't know what he would be known for."

"I don't understand how a federal university can have such waste."

"Maybe it's because of the expansion, alas......"

"If you can't beat it, don't provoke people, you really deserve to be beaten."

"Hehe, that makes sense!"

……

All of a sudden, everyone's verbal attacks hit again overwhelmingly, and for Han Zhuo, it was even more painful than being beaten.

“…… I'm not a waste! I'm not ......."

Han Zhuo stood up in pain while leaning against the wall, his eyes looking at the people around him with resentment.

"This man must be sick, look at the way he looks!"

"yes, it's scary......"

Everyone began to talk about Han Zhuo again.

"Otherwise, let's beat him up, he's a piece of waste anyway."

In the crowd, I don't know who took the lead in saying this.

"What are you doing, bullying people, it's really boring!"

"It's just, it's boring......"

The girls suddenly felt bored, although they also agreed that Han Zhuo was a waste, but they didn't want to see the boys gather to bully others, so they all walked away.

But the remaining group of boys were not so polite to Han Zhuo.

"Bang!" With a punch, a boy hit Han Zhuo in the stomach.

"Hahahaha, it feels good to bully waste, does anyone want to come a few times?"

"Okay!"

"He's not going to resist, is he?"

"Resist the yarn, let's go together, he doesn't have star power yet, what do you think he can resist?"

"Well, that makes sense, but let's not take it too hard."

"Of course, let's take it easy for a while, otherwise we will really cripple him, and we won't have to play in the future."

When one person begins to act sinfully, the rest of the crowd will follow suit, without even a hint of guilt.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

The boys squeezed Han Zhuo into a corner and punched and kicked him.

Han Zhuo was beaten on his body, but it hurt in his heart.

There is nothing more powerful than such humiliation, just because he has no star power......

“…… I'm not a waste! I'm not sick ......."

Han Zhuo could only desperately protect his head, screaming weakly, even if he punched and kicked him, he was powerless to resist.

"Han Zhuo!"

A woman's shout, mixed with two hurried footsteps, came here in an instant.

The people who came were Wang Ruoyou and Eric.

"Stop! Otherwise, I'm going to call the police! Wang Ruoyou shouted loudly.

The boys who were fighting vigorously saw that someone was coming to stop them, so they all dispersed.

"Han Zhuo, are you okay?" Wang Ruoyou helped Han Zhuo, who was curled up in a ball on the ground, and patted him on the shoulder.

“…… I'm not a waste! I'm not sick ......."

Han Zhuo's whole body was almost dissipated, the blood and tears on his face were already intertwined, he had never been so sloppy in his life.

"Bastards, you guys are bullying too many people!" Eric yelled at the boys.

"So what's the matter, he's just a waste, and waste has to play the role of a waste!" A bald boy who took the lead said indifferently.

"Hahaha, that's it, what's the point of hitting him?" A boy with studs also chimed in.

"He's such a big person, he doesn't have star power yet, he must be sick, you'd better send him to the hospital, otherwise what if you infect others?"

A Sven boy with glasses said.

"That's it!"

"yes, maybe this guy is really sick!"

"Who is this person, helping a waste get out, stupid fork?"

"What's wrong with beating him, if we don't beat him, some people will beat him!"

For a while, the words of the sven male voice wearing glasses triggered a large number of voices of approval.

"What did you say?"

Eric angrily pulled the bespectacled boy by the collar and looked at him with anger in his eyes.

"Hehehe, you want to hit someone?" The boy with glasses didn't seem to be afraid of him at all.

Just then, the boys around him surrounded Eric.

"What for? What for? ”

As a man's voice shouted loudly, everyone saw a white-haired old man in a suit and leather shoes, leading four security guards to walk briskly towards this side.

"Which college and class are you all from, why are you beating people here?"

The person who came was Dr. Wang, the director of the Archives Management Center.

"Dr. Wang, it's these people who are bullying people!" Wang Ruoyou stood up and stared at the dozen or so boys in front of him with burning eyes.

Dr. Wang glanced at Han Zhuo, who was still trembling, and saw that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he looked miserable, so he hurriedly said to the two security guards behind him: "You two, accompany this girl to send him to the school hospital first." ”

"Yes, Director!"

The security guards of the Federal University were all veterans who had retired from the Sage Special Combat Team, and they had a very strong sense of discipline, and after hearing Dr. Wang's order, the two escorted Han Zhuo and Wang Ruoyou to leave first.

"You two, register all the colleges, classes, and student numbers of these students." Dr. Wang also seems to be very experienced in handling such matters.

Then, Dr. Wang turned to the students and said, "You should call your parents, you should call your parents, and you counselors should find your counselors, and you counselors dare to come to my federal university archives center to gather people to make trouble, there is simply no royal law!" ”

"Dr. Wang, I didn't hit anyone, I want to go and see how my friend is hurting." Eric said.

"Shut up!"

Dr. Wang looked really angry, pointed at Eric and said, "No one is allowed to leave until this matter is settled!" ”

Han Zhuo's worst fear finally came - after being beaten, he was sent to the school hospital by Wang Ruoyou for treatment.

Although he was accompanied by two security guards, seeing all the students in the school hospital cast strange glances at him, Han Zhuo knew that this incident was destined to become an indelible scar in his life.

"Doctor, how is he?"

Wang Ruoyou looked at Han Zhuo in the treatment cabin and asked the doctor eagerly.

"The preliminary diagnosis showed that he had three fractures of his right ribs, two fractures of his left ribs, a fracture of the tibia of his left leg, a dislocated wrist joint, a slight concussion, internal nasal bleeding, fundus bleeding, and other problems."

The doctor said, looking at the diagnosis report.

"And how long will it take for him to fully recover?"

Obviously, such an injury is beyond the scope of Wang Ruoyou's cognition.

"It will take about a week to heal."

"Okay, I see, thank you!"

"You're welcome."

After the doctor left, Wang Ruoyou looked at the treatment cabin where Han Zhuo was, quietly in a daze.

Time flies quietly.

"Ahh I'm not a waste! I'm not a waste! ”

Han Zhuo screamed and sat up from the bed.