1625: C1625 Under the Chair

C1625 Under the Chair

Cao Zihao exerted all of his strength. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and he was sweating profusely. He barely managed to say a few words.

"Youzhou! Cao Zihao!"

The short five words seemed to have used all of his strength.

He could not help but feel confused. What was wrong with his body?

People from Youzhou Province?

Ye Hong thought for a moment. He didn't seem to have any enemies there.

Could it be that he was the enemy of Ye Yun?

Confused, Ye Hong could not help but frown and ask, "Do you have a grudge with me?"

Cao Zihao stared at Ye Hong. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness, but he refused to speak.

Ye Hong frowned, feeling a little impatient.

"Ding! The effect of the Grandmaster Level Pressure was triggered, [Might without Fury], and the illusion of the target was applied to the target.

Cao Zihao's eyes shook, and he felt the scenery in front of him suddenly change.

The activity room was no longer a activity room, but a field.

On the field, all the members of the Financial Society had disappeared, leaving only him and Ye Hong in front of him.

Ye Hong's body grew taller and taller, like a giant.

Suddenly, Cao Zihao's pupils shrank. He saw the giant in front of him raise a foot towards him!

He wanted to run, but he found that the chair under him had grown tentacles, pressing him firmly onto the chair.

"No!"

"Help! Help me!"

Cao Zihao screamed in fear as he watched the giant's foot getting closer and closer.

However, what the people in the living room saw was completely different from what Cao Zihao had seen.

In their eyes, Cao Zihao was crying and hiding under the chair. He kept shouting for help.

It was funny and weird.

However, Ye Hong did not move. What kind of help did he shout for?

How could these people understand? Cao Zihao had already been affected by Ye Hong's Grandmaster Level pressure, and an illusion appeared in his heart.

The more fragile a person's soul was, the greater the pressure they would feel, and the more realistic the illusion would be.

For someone like Cao Zihao to act so exaggeratedly, it could only mean one thing - this guy was a glass heart.

This could also explain why he hated Ye Hong so easily.

He must have been spoiled since he was young.

Ye Hong shook his head. Looking at Cao Zihao who was hiding under the chair like a mouse, he felt a little bored.

Cao Zihao was no match for his previous opponents.1

No, this kind of person was not worthy of being called an opponent.

The bored Ye Hong shook his head and walked out of the activity room of Financial Society.

After he left, the entire activity room was still immersed in Ye Hong's aura. No one spoke for a long time.

"Quickly go and see young master Cao!"

No one knew who shouted, and the entire activity room was instantly thrown into chaos.

Everyone helped Cao Zihao up in a hurry, but they found that he was still crying and crying for help with his eyes closed.

Everyone was shocked, wondering if Cao Zihao had been possessed.

"Young Master Cao, I have offended you!"

One of the boys gritted his teeth and slapped Cao Zihao's face.

Slap!

Cao Zihao finally stopped crying. He covered his swollen face with a blank expression and could not say anything.

"Young Master Cao, I didn't expect that Liao director would be unreliable. What should we do next?"

The female president of Financial Society said with resentment when she saw that Cao Zihao seemed to have regained consciousness.

Cao Zihao was silent for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "No one is allowed to spread what happened tonight."

He glanced at the crowd gloomily and gritted his teeth. "If I find out who spread the news, I won't be able to stay in Jiangnan University anymore!"

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