"No, I..." The short-haired student was frightened.
Braydon Neal was already in front of him. His fair left hand fell on his chest, grabbing his collar, and suddenly throwing him to the ground.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, as if a cannonball had hit the ground heavily, bringing up a cloud of dust.
The cement road cracked like a spider web!
The short-haired student's ending was similar to that of Hubert Conrad from before.
He coughed up a large mouthful of blood, his eyes bulging and bloodshot, looking ferocious and terrifying.
"My father didn't bully you nor offend you, yet you insulted him. Do good people owe you anything in this world?" Braydon muttered.
This sentence almost aroused Braydon's killing intent!
Once Braydon had the intention to kill, it would be the most terrifying thing in the world!
"Braydon, you're not allowed to fight!" Laura Quinn shouted.
Her words extinguished Braydon's murderous intent.
