Cheng Yuan's mind raced as he quickly recalled some of the contents noted down in Ma Guorong's notebook.
That little bastard Liu Ming has been harassing female classmates since junior high school.
In three years, he had victimized seven girls.
Even to get one of them, he brought in some unemployed thugs from society to beat up a boy who was good friends with that girl, injuring him severely.
To this day, that boy still has a slight limp in his legs.
If these people could stand up and point out Liu Ming, that would definitely be enough to give that little bastard a hard time!
However, these people must be terrified of Liu Ming, so how could we get them to come forward?
A carefully laid plan was necessary, preferably with a trigger.
Cheng Yuan kissed Pan Bao'er's soft lips.
"Bao'er, don't worry, he's just a little brat, and taking him down is a matter of minutes."
In Pan Bao'er's eyes, Cheng Yuan was a hero who could do anything, and she had no doubt about what he said.
