The monkey-like skinny boy took out a camera and aimed it at Chu Zhixing.
"Come and look over here, Fatty!"
He laughed as he took the photos. He even hit Chu Zhixing's head with strength occasionally. "Oi, Fatty! I'm talking to you!"
On the other hand, Chu Zhixing was trembling from head to toe as ruthlessness and gloominess that was hard to suppress appeared in his eyes from time to time.
A voice kept repeating in his mind.
Kill them.
Kill them and everything would be better.
He should sent these a**holes down to Hell!
Just as Chu Zhixing's eyes turned colder and his lips were about to curl up, a familiar voice suddenly trailed into his ears.
"What are you doing?"
The eager evilness and craziness that was threatening to burst out in Chu Zhixing's eyes dissipated immediately as he turned around instinctively.
Ling Jiwei and the rest of the gang turned around as well.
