When I Woke Up, I Became a Top Boss

Chapter 390: Did you receive the letter I wrote?

Chapter 390 Did you receive the letter I wrote?

With a plop…

The big boy fell heavily from the opposite cement wall to the ground like a heavy object, smashing a wooden cabinet in the process.

He let out a miserable howl, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He clutched his chest and fell to the ground. The other children looked at Han Xiping in horror, as if they were looking at a ferocious god.

Two of them seemed to want to pounce on him, but Han Xiping used his fists to deal with them. Then there were seven or eight children lying in the room. They screamed one after another, but strangely, something seemed to have hit this place. It was like being surrounded, and no sound could be heard. There were people walking back and forth in the corridor, and no one had ever tried to look here.

Han Xiping felt relieved.

But this is also a normal phenomenon. After all, when the little boy was abused, the dean was indifferent when he saw it, let alone other people.

Han Xiping ignored the little boy for the time being, but walked up to the older boy. The older boy was fifteen years old, but his mind was more mature than a twenty-five-year-old adult, and he was cruel and ruthless.

He was still gritting his teeth and staring at Han Xiping with vicious eyes, but his heart hurt so much, as if his ribs were broken by a kick, which made him speechless, but his eyes seemed to express one thing, that is When he gets better, he will definitely not let this little fat man go.

This time Han Xiping looked much calmer, and it seemed that he had grown up the moment he took action.

He started punching and kicking the older boy.

After a while, Han Xiping stopped.

He looked condescendingly and calmly at the big boy who was lying on the ground in a panic and had spoken cruelly to him just now. He slowly exhaled the turbid air that was pressing in his heart. For some reason, he felt that his shoulders were much lighter and his heart was The same is true.

He exhaled again, this time feeling completely relaxed.

Han Xiping put the lightsaber in his hand against the older boy's throat.

He still looked at him condescendingly and said in a cold voice: "My lightsaber is a high-tech product that kills people invisible. Besides, for a scum like you, no one will plead your grievances or find you after you die." I'll settle the score, so as long as I stab you, your death will be in vain..."

Then he exerted a little force downwards. At this time, the big boy felt the burning pain in his throat. He could faintly see blood spattering out.

In an instant, he felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body. He was still half-supported, but now he fell to the cement floor with a thud, and the back of his head hit it hard. His vision went dark and he almost fainted.

Although he was in pain all over, he still held on. This time, there was finally fear in his eyes, and he took a serious look at this fat and fair boy. He was well dressed and in good spirits. He looked like he was raised by a wealthy family. The children who came out were holding such high-tech products in their hands, like weapons in science fiction movies.

Being able to come here and come and go at will, one can imagine that his status must be extraordinary.

He was right, people like them who lived in the dust would crush him like crushing an ant.

"Don't think that just because you are rich and powerful is a big deal. If you want to kill me, I will never let you go."

Han Xiping sneered, with disdain in his voice, and asked coldly: "I carry all the good things to ward off evil spirits. Even if you become a ghost, you will be wiped out if you get close to me. Why don't you let me go?" Why don't you let me go?"

"You...what do you want?"

This time the big boy was finally scared, with panic in his eyes.

Han Xiping's lightsaber pressed down again.

Then he glanced in the direction of the boy sitting in the corner and asked the man: "Does that kid have any grudge against you?"

"…No…"

"Then has he done anything wrong?"

"…No…"

The boy gritted his teeth, but the situation was stronger than the human. "Then he bullies other children?"

“…”

…

Han Xiping asked one question after another, not even letting the older boy answer later. He asked a lot of questions on his own.

He was helping the little boy, but it seemed that he was also helping his childhood self to ask the questions in his heart.

They are all kind-hearted and good children, why should they be bullied?

Big beads of cold sweat fell from the boy's forehead. Several other children tried to get up. For some reason, they struggled a few times, and then fell heavily to the concrete floor. Some even fainted.

But still no one opened the door.

Somehow, the big boy suddenly remembered scenes from the past.

It's just that this time the victim changed to another person and became him.

He was not sure whether the dean and teachers would help him even if the door was opened, or whether they would walk away as indifferently as before.

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After asking these questions, Han Xiping exhaled heavily again. He came to the little boy's side and gently pulled him up.

She tidied up his messy hair and clothes, carefully avoiding the wounds on his body.

Han Xiping bent down, looked level with the boy, and said in a gentle voice: "Tell brother, do you want revenge?"

The little boy still looked at him with dull eyes, but he looked a little more flexible than before. The light was still there, but it was too weak.

His lips were tightly closed and he didn't speak.

Han Xiping was very patient. He pointed at the children who bullied him and said coldly: "Look, this is what happens when they bully you. With big brother here, no one will bully you again from now on. My name is Han Xiping, you can call me brother Xiping..."

Han Xiping's voice was solemn when he said this, but his heart was extremely heavy. He seemed to have grown up overnight and understood a lot.

The surrounding environment and the children's clothes all show that even if this is reality, it is a reality that exists in an illusion.

The clothes these people wore showed that they were living in an era that was more than thirty years before he was born.

The dean back then is no longer around, but the younger teachers are now in their fifties.

As for these boys, thinking of the illusion in the fantasy world, they must have been burned to death in the fire, or he was the only one who escaped. Now everything is unknown.

But what is certain is that this was not created out of thin air. It should exist in the real world, but I don’t know which city it took place in.

At this time, the little boy slowly raised his head. He stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth. The corner of his mouth was also broken. The little boy was delicate and beautiful.

Even though they were all injured, you could still tell that he was very good-looking.

But at this time, he seemed not to notice the pain on his face.

He finally spoke and asked cautiously: "Brother Xiping, you received the letter from me, right?"

(End of chapter)