Immediately after.
Screams began to echo throughout the classroom.
The burly man clutched his immobile fingers, exclaiming exaggeratedly, "My hand is broken, my hand is broken..."
This naturally caught Wu Miaolin's attention.
She started to realize that the person in front of her, Chen Fang, was not someone to be trifled with.
"What are you waiting for, grab something and go for it."
However, she wasn't afraid.
She waved her hand and urged her subordinates.
Seeing this, three other male students grabbed a chair, a broom, and even one pulled out a switchblade from his pocket, tightly gripping it as if ready to attack at any moment.
Chen Fang shielded Jiang Xiaofan behind him.
With a cold gaze, he calmly said, "All of you can come at me."
The three exchanged glances.
Using their eyes to boost each other's morale.
Then they gritted their teeth.
The three charged forward with a yell.
Of course, the outcome wouldn't change.
