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Tang Ming and the fatty walked to the entrance of Class Seven's classroom and saw a kid standing there with a bruised nose and swollen face, his eyes ablaze with rage, glaring at them both.
The fatty chuckled and said, "Still think you haven't been beaten enough?"
The kid snorted coldly, then pointed into the classroom and said, "You two just wait, we've already told Teacher Jiang, he'll deal with you in a moment."
Tang Ming glanced into the classroom and saw Qin Haitao sitting on a chair, while at the lectern sat a man in his thirties, wearing glasses. Although he somewhat looked like a teacher, there was a hint of ferocity in his brows—clearly, he wasn't the kind or honest type.
"Why are you two still standing at the doorway?"
Jiang Chaoyang shouted at Tang Ming from the entrance.
