The foot that stepped on his chest almost made him vomit blood, and he couldn't move no matter how hard he struggled.
"Y-you,
The male student on the ground had a bruised and swollen face. He pointed at Bo Yi as if he wanted to say something, but he kept repeating 'you' a few times.
Bo Yi's expression was dark and gloomy. He didn't look angry usually but that didn't mean that he had a good temper. When he was in a bad temper, people could die.
Bo Yi grabbed his hair and dragged him to the toilet.
The 1.8-meter tall boy was grabbed by him as easily as a chick. He pulled the man's collar without any effort. Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding people and the man's screams and struggles, he suddenly pressed his head down and stuffed it into the toilet.
There was still some filth in the toilet bowl. Bo Yi pulled his hair and stuffed it in. He stepped on his back to prevent him from getting up, causing the toilet bowl to overflow with bubbles.
