Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

The little fox covered his eyes and turned his back, not daring to look more.

Fifteen curled his lips, "Look at your cowardice, you can't even see this, you deserve to be bullied."

He has always been contradictory in his heart. If he wants the little fox to be strong, he should not always be timid and not like a fox. He hopes that it can protect him when he is no longer around him.

But, on the other hand, he hopes that the little fox will always be like this, dull and timid, because then it will always rely on itself and never leave him.

This kind of contradiction, with the growth of age, is also increasing a little bit, and Shiwu's mood is so anxious.

The little fox twisted his body: "I, I dare not look at it."

Fifteen One was cruel, and pulled Fifteen over: "Come here and watch, and see what happens to these people who bullied you. Next time, if someone dares to plot against you again, you will deal with him like this."

He forcibly took the little fox's hand. After all, Shiwu's mind has matured. He knows very well that the older he grows, the more variables will become. No one can guarantee that who will always be by his side. What should the little fox do?

Fortunately, this is a school. The students in the school are bad, but they are not as cunning as those who have experienced the situation. If one day leaves this school, outside, these few days are enough for others to do all kinds of things to the little fox. It was something he didn't dare to think about, so the little fox had to grow up.

Looking at the pain on the wall, Zhao Jintong whose facial features have been distorted due to the pain, at this moment his breathing has gradually weakened, his face is blue, and he looks like he is about to suffocate.

The little fox was very scared, and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Shiwu refused, "Don't hide, watch carefully, I will never let anyone who bullied you go."

The little fox grabbed Shiwu's hand, his body trembling.

"Don't be afraid, they should be afraid of you." Shiwu felt soft-hearted and patted his head.

While the two of them were talking, the others wished they could faint. Seeing Zhao Jintong in such pain, they really regretted it to death.

Just when Zhao Jintong rolled his eyes and was about to die, the tension on his neck suddenly loosened, and he fell off the wall with a plop.

Seeing Zhao Jintong's tragic situation in the eyes of several other people, it was simply too terrible. Several people hurriedly knelt down, crying and begging for mercy: "I beg you to forgive us and walk around us, we will never dare again, never again Don't dare...we were all bewitched by Zhao Jintong."

Fifteen glanced at them: "Bewitched by him?"

One person quickly replied: "Yes, yes, we were all bewitched by him. Today he said... he said, said... give Fourteen to... rape, rape, let us also try child molestation Taste, he also said, child molestation is better than... better than a woman's smell..."

The more he talked, the more smiles appeared on the little fox's face, and he seemed to be very, very happy to hear it. Only the little fox knew that he was holding his hand very hard, and he was very angry, very angry.

Sure enough, the next second, the speaker and Zhao Jintong, who had just recovered a little bit of strength, let out a scream at the same time, and their arms and legs were all bent at a strange angle.

The two fox ears that the little fox was called by them almost didn't come out.