70: C70 Copy You're Courting Death!

C70 Copy You're Courting Death!

"B * stard, I'll fuck you!"

Tan Weiping could not stand it any longer. "You humiliated me, Miss Ning? Copy? Copy your damn board?"

With a bang, Tan Weiping slammed the book hard on the desk, and a fierce aura erupted from his body." Your grandfather hasn't dealt with anyone for a long time. Do you think I'm dead? "

He was furious. He rushed towards the door.

"Come on, come on! Trash, what else can you do besides fighting?"

"Am I afraid of you?"

The boys in class one were also furious. They could not defeat one of them, but now they had quite a few classmates!

At this moment.

They had completely forgotten that they were standing in the territory of class twenty!

"Tan Weiping!"

Tan Weiping rushed out angrily.

Suddenly, a slender finger quickly pulled his arm. There was a cold smile on his lips. "Don't be impulsive."

"Miss Ning, Mr. Zhou is not here now. Your safety is naturally my responsibility!"

Tan Weiping patted his chest, "How can I let this pile of trash spit out fragrance to humiliate you?"

"Yes, yes. The people in Class One are shameless. If you dare to come to our class to cause trouble, then be prepared to be beaten up in your heart! Yes, yes. The people in Class One are shameless. If you dare to come to our class to cause trouble, then be prepared to be beaten up!"

"Miss Ning, I will also protect you!"

Class Twenty's students also caused the students in Class One to become furious. Looking at their gazes of looking at trash one by one, Class Twenty also felt that it was unbearable.

"Damn it, Old Demon Xu always looks down on us. Forget it, even her students are so uncultured!"

"Beat them! If we don't kill them, do we really think they are the number one in the world?!"

"Tan Weiping, don't be impulsive!"

A trace of ridicule flashed through Dai Haibo's eyes, but very quickly, he put on his usual gentle expression. "Don't fight in school, it will have a bad influence on our class!"

Frowning, Dai Haibo was very disdainful in his heart.

He wished that he could leave Class 20. Other than fighting and causing trouble, what else could he do?

It was no wonder that the others did not like him. He himself looked down on these hooligans!

"Student Su Ningning, this matter started because of you. I think you should have a way, right?" Dai Haibo's mood would be bad if he thought of Su Ningning pressing on his head.

However, they were still in the same class.

He was the class monitor again.

Naturally, it was not good to do something to Su Ningning in the open.

However, now that she had come to find fault with him, he could use these people to teach Su Ningning a lesson. It was also quite good.

"Dai Haibo, I advise you to stick your tail between your legs at this time and recognize which class you belong to!" Dai Haibo's words immediately made Tan Weiping and the rest mad!

Even the other people in the class looked at him with a questioning look.0

Class one had already come to cause trouble, and Dai Haibo still wanted to push Su Ningning out?

That would definitely be a slap in the face!

It would only make Class 20 even more unable to raise their heads.

"Tan Weiping, don't be unreasonable, I'm just..."

"Just what? If you don't want to stay in Class 20, get lost!" Tan Weiping said fiercely, "Don't wait for Mr. Zhou to teach you a lesson!"

"Haha, idiot, their class is having internal strife!"

" Class 20 is trash! "

"Su Ningning, if I were you, I would quickly admit my mistake! I don't want to implicate the other students, it's so embarrassing! "

Class 20 could no longer tolerate Class 2's repeated provocations.

Regardless of whether Su Ningning's plagiarism matter was decided or not, the way they came to provoke made them very unhappy. They saw Tan Weiping and the others were about to make a move.

Suddenly...

Su Ningning stood out and blocked Tan Weiping's path.

Her lips curled into a cold smile.

"Class one? Do you dare to bet with me? Hmm?" Her voice was clear and cold, and her gaze was cold. At this moment, she was also furious.

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