"Thank you, benefactor!"
Dozens of strong young men shouted, so loud that Fu Jiu wanted to cover her forehead.
Whoever saw this would think that they were recognizing her as their new leader.
Fu Jiu looked at the gangster--oh no, should call him Wang Dahu now. "I only helped you play a game…"
"That was not just a game!" the gangster said quite firmly. "That's about No.2 Middle School's reputation!"
"That's right!"
There were even people supporting on the side. The mysterious world of No.2 Middle School…
Fu Jiu found this amusing. She curled her lips up and slid one hand in the pocket, while the other hand made a dismissive gesture. "Tell your people to leave, you guys will scare the girls off."
"Scare the girls off?" Wang Dahu was surprised: "How come? We're so handsome!"
Fu Jiu: … Looks like kids from No.2 Middle School had a biased definition about good looks.
