"Quiet!"
The hideously ugly Monday barked out an order, and the commotion froze in an instant.
But in the next moment, Gao Fengliang shouted, "Then kill me if you've got the guts! You bunch of Western barbarians, you filthy mutts! Don't let your grandpa here get a chance, or I'll make you beg for death and be denied it! Come on, come on! Kill your grandpa if you've got the balls! Eighteen years from now, your grandpa will still be your grandpa! Hahaha..."
Several Eastern Victory second-years nearby looked at Gao Fengliang with pity. Clearly, the man had gone completely mad.
A flash of anger crossed Monday's eyes, and he was about to strike when the "little boy," Thursday, stopped him. "The Goddess is just. She will not spare any guilty person, nor will she wrong an innocent one. Using private punishment is a sin."
"Fuck! I'll fuck your bullshit Goddess to death, that rotten bitch! Just you wait—your grandpa will make her kneel before me like a dog and lick my—"
Bang!
A fist smashed into Gao Fengliang's face.
No one saw when Thursday had arrived in front of Gao Fengliang. They only saw Thursday's fist strike Gao Fengliang's cheek, sending two front teeth flying.
Thursday withdrew his fist. Before Gao Fengliang could say another word, he followed up with a right hook.
Bang bang bang bang!!
The little boy Thursday unleashed a storm of punches and kicks on Gao Fengliang. In the blink of an eye, Gao Fengliang's face had swollen like a waterlogged pig's head. He could only whimper, unable to speak at all. Thursday still seemed unsatisfied and kicked straight between Gao Fengliang's legs!
Urgh!
Gao Fengliang abruptly doubled over, his eyes bulging from their sockets, before he went completely limp.
Every man present suddenly felt