It was the voice of the man. This voice made him hate his teeth. If it weren't for the man, the mother would not get depression, was sent to mental illness, and suffered torture. Although he recovered now, he fell into migraine.
Prince Ming grabbed the man’s collar and said, "How are you still alive! You damn it!"
"What are you doing! You classmate!" Lin Yuanbo was scared by everything in front of him, struggling to threaten.
Xiao Qiwen ran over and saw a hurry to pull the frame. "Zi Ming, you, what are you doing! What are you doing with others?"
"Zi Ming?" Hearing the name Lin Yuanbo seems to understand, without the previous fear, he squeezed the prince's hands and smashed his hand from his collar. Suddenly, Prince Ming wrote a heavy fist in the forest. On Yuanbo’s face, Lin Yuanbo, who had fisted his fist, stared at Venus. He stepped back and held his temples and stood swaying.
Wang Ziming stepped forward and slammed his foot against Lin Yuanbo's abdomen. Lin Yuanbo fell to his back and held his stomach and screamed at his throat. "Calling people! Young college students are hitting people!" To be stunned by Xiao Qiwen, Xiao Qiwen was trembling because of fear of his voice: "Zi Ming, what's the matter! Don't fight! Don't you have a word?"
Soon the three of them were surrounded by people, some reported the school security, and three were taken to the security room.
"Talk about it, what happened? Who is the first mover?" Security Chen Bo knocked on the table.
Lin Yuanbo glared at his blue face and pointed at the prince: "It is him! He suddenly hit me and beat me!"
Chen Bo’s gaze fell on the face of Wang Ziming’s face. The jaw jaw pointed to Lin Yuanbo: “Is it true?”
The prince was silent and did not say anything.
Chen Bo looked at Xiao Qiwen: "He doesn't say that you said, is he the first mover!"