Fu Jie and a dozen or so Green Gang members were all carrying machetes, striding menacingly toward the teaching building.
The sight terrified the students, turning their complexions deathly pale. Even the school's security guards had been chopped for trying to stop Fu Jie and his men; the students dared not interfere and scattered in an instant like frightened birds and beasts.
"Bro Jie, how do you want to deal with that kid this time? Just teach him a lesson, or cripple him?" one of the young gang members asked Fu Jie.
Upon hearing this, a fierce light flickered in Fu Jie's eyes, and he said ominously, "If the brat knows what's good for him, I'll just scar his face. If not, I'll cripple him directly!"
Hearing these words, the rest of the young gang members knew what to expect, their eyes flashing with excited cruelty.
However, as they had only just reached the staircase of the teaching building, a miserable scream suddenly pierced the air, halting them in their tracks.
