Rebirth of the National Male God

"no, do not want……"

Fu Mingjun's eyes crossed Si Huang's shoulder and looked in the direction of the toilet door.

Si Huang stepped aside to step aside, leaving him a straight path leading to the toilet door.

Seeing this in Fu Mingjun's eyes, he thought she was going to let him go, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought with luck: The previous words were meant to scare him, right? !

He ran towards the toilet door as fast as he could, and just passed by his side, he tripped and fell to the ground.

"...What are you going to do?" The dull pain in the body was no match for the fear in the heart.

Si Huang squatted down beside him, his shoes stepped on his wrist, and then reached out and lifted one of his fingers, moving it up a little bit.

It was just sore at first, and the pain became piercing as the fingers were pulled higher and higher.

Fu Mingjun's eyes were wide open, "No...don't! Don't!" However, the desperate struggle could not shake the other party even a cent.

The process of cutting off his fingers was slowed down infinitely by Si Huang, which made people truly experience this painful experience, watching his fingers twist a little bit, but there was nothing he could do.

Fu Mingjun has also done this kind of thing, but he has always done it at the fastest speed to see people's pain in an instant. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, his trembling pupils looked at Si Huang, and he saw a face that was expressionless, neither excruciating nor discouraging, as if he was doing a very ordinary thing.

When his fingers were pulled to an impossible height, Fu Mingjun couldn't bear to scream.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Outside the toilet door.

Fu Xi's group trembled when they heard the voice, showing a look of surprise.

"It won't kill anyone, will it?"

"What nonsense! Mr. Si must know the scale!"

"Fu Mingjun's family background is not small, it's not a big deal..."

"It's not like that, they were the ones who caused it first, and I'm afraid of them if they really make trouble!"

Everyone talked softly, but as the screams from the toilet became lower and lower, but they became more and more hoarse and painful, they slowly stopped talking, and frequently looked in the direction of the toilet door, wondering whether it should be Go check it out.

"Why don't we go and have a look?" Someone suggested.

Fu Xi immediately said, "Young Master Si said that you are not allowed to go in. Without his words, would you go in and try?"

I have to say that Si Huang now has a great prestige in Huaxing Art School. Whether it is students at the same level or seniors, they are also very polite to her. Everyone knows that Si Huang has a good temper, and he is not afraid to joke with her on weekdays, but whenever Si Huang gets serious, everyone tacitly does not dare to resist her words.

After everyone heard this, no one dared to take the initiative to knock on the door.

This time in the toilet.

Si Huang had already cut off Fu Mingjun's third finger, Fu Mingjun was in pain, almost dizzy, and for a moment Fu Ling felt his heart and shouted in a hoarse voice: "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore. Now, let me go! I beg you... I beg you... I will compensate for Xu Wanjun's losses..."

Si Huang stopped when he touched his fourth finger, and looked down at the young man's face with tears, snot and blood mixed up, and it was dirty.

"Does it hurt?"

Fu Mingjun trembled and did not dare to answer.

Si Huang picked up the needle tube, "It won't hurt anymore, did you say that to Xu Wanjun when he used it?"

"Woohoo!" Fu Mingjun burst into tears and shook his head desperately.

Si Huang moved without any hesitation, and injected half a tube of potion into his body, "After going out, do you know what to say?"

This sentence made Fu Mingjun see the vitality, "I know! I know!"

Si Huang stared into his eyes carefully, there was a lot of fear and fear, and this strong fear had overshadowed the negative emotions such as resentment, and he didn't even have the courage to look at her.

"Some people can't be provoked," Si Huang said softly, "Don't try to trick me again, you know?"

"I know!" Even if someone forces me to provoke you with a knife, I won't come back!

Si Huang nodded, stood up and went to the sink to wash his hands, then opened the door lightly and walked out.

The toilet door opened, and Fu Xi and the others saw Si Huang's figure. They probed through the half-opened door to see what was going on inside. When they saw Fu Mingjun lying on the ground, everyone's expressions changed as they looked at Si Huang. His eyes were also a little more awe-inspiring, and the words he wanted to ask were swallowed back in his throat.

"Everyone is here?" Sihuang didn't seem to see the complicated expressions on their faces, and glanced at the group of young men from Jingfu University who were surrounded by them.

Fu Xi replied, "Well, they're all in there, not a single one is missing."

Sihuang took out his mobile phone and called the police station, "Hello? There was a fight in the Gaoxiang Hotel, and the main culprit was a group of students from Jingfu University..."

Everyone heard that she explained the time, place and the incident in a calm tone, but the people who committed crimes and crimes in her words were all from Jingfu University. As for the students of Huaxing Art School? They became the good young pioneers who acted bravely, and finally hung up the phone. Everyone knew that the students of Jingfu University were going to live in the detention center for a few days to reflect.

Many young men at Jingfu University showed expressions of resentment, but none of them dared to take the initiative to refute.

"Fu Shao!" Someone shouted at this time.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw Fu Mingjun walking out leaning against the wall trembling all over. His bloody face was scary and pitiful. Just based on his current image, no one dares to say that he is the perpetrator, and the victim is almost the same!

The manager of the hotel arrived late, and was taken aback by the sight of Fu Mingjun, so he hurriedly greeted him, "Young Master Fu, what's wrong with you? Who did it? I'll arrest the person immediately. It has to be handed over to the police."

Fu Mingjun is a frequent VIP member of this hotel, and the manager has a little friendship with him. I'm also afraid that after his accident, he will take his anger on the hotel, and then he will have to bear it by himself, and the manager's position may not be guaranteed.

"I... I asked for it myself." Fu Mingjun said tremblingly, "I will go to the police station to convict myself."