It was clear that the middle-aged man did not intend to answer Chen Ge. From his perspective, Chen Ge was just a new student who did not know his place. "You sure have plenty to say!"
Raising the chair to aim at Chen Ge's shoulder, the middle-aged man did not want to leave any obvious wound on Chen Ge. They were experienced in beating people up without leaving conspicuous wounds.
Bang!
The chair landed on the wall. Chen Ge had avoided it.
"You dare to resist?" The scar on the man's face started to twist, and his partners walked toward him.
"Before I came here, I told the teachers. They will be here soon."
No one believed Chen Ge. His body was shaking, and his eyes were darting about. All those details told them that he was afraid and lying.
