The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

When the figures overlapped...

Zhou Jing didn't see how the girls moved at all.

She heard a muffled bang. The two girls who rushed forward had their hair caught in Shi Yan's hands.

They were thrown over the shoulders cleanly.

The two tall girls were thrown quite heavily. They moaned on the ground. They moaned and lost their fighting strength.

This scene was reversed too quickly. Wen Shanshan didn't have time to react.

A pair of cold eyes had already closed in on her, and only then did Wen Shanshan know fear.

*

The corners of Xia Ling's lips curled up faintly. She bent over, pinched Wen Shanshan's chin, and looked at Wen Shanshan again.

"Do you want to hit me? Think about it and see for yourself what it feels like to die?"

On that fair face, the expression in her black eyes flickered, and there was a sense of strangeness.

Xia Ling: "Don't be afraid, I can grant you your wish."

She pulled Wen Shanshan along and walked all the way to the stairs.

Wen Shanshan's body suddenly felt light. She did not have time to be afraid as she felt her body pass the handrail.

The staircase was next to the corridor.

Wen Shanshan had wanted to beat Shi Yan up and let her roll down from here.

But now, it was not Shi Yan who was being beaten up, it was the person she had brought with her.

And what about rolling down from here?

She could not even roll down.

Her body was suspended in the air. Shi Yan grabbed one of her wrists and ankles and pushed her out of the handrail.

*

The floor where they attended class was the fifth floor.

Outside the handrail, it was more than ten meters in the air.

"Ah!" Wen Shanshan cried out in shock, her face pale.

She tried her best to go up, but when she looked up, all she could see was the girl's cold face.

Shi Yan lay on the handrail, her two hands holding Wen Shanshan's wrists and ankles respectively.

Wen Shanshan's life and death were hanging by a thread. As long as Shi Yan let go, she would immediately fall to her death.

*

"Shi Yan! Shi Yan!"

"Shi Yan! I was wrong, I was wrong! Pull me up!"

Wen Shanshan could clearly see the concrete floor at the bottom of the stairs more than ten meters below her.

How could she survive if she fell down?

In just a short while, Wen Shanshan was already dizzy. She was hanging upside down and her blood was flooding her brain. The extreme fear made her lack for oxygen.

She struggled desperately and wanted to grab onto the handrail with her other hand.

"Wen Shanshan, if you move again, I'll let go of you, okay?" Xia Ling curled her lips. Her eyes were indifferent, and her words were obviously not a joke.

Wen Shanshan used her other hand to grab onto the handrail.

However, with her strength, there was no way she could make herself climb up in the air.

"Jiang Li, Wang Yu! Where the hell are you two? Call the police! Shi Yan is crazy! She wants to kill me! Come and save me!"

Wen Shanshan cried and shouted.

Tears flowed down her face and flowed backwards.

She was in a sorry state.

*

Zhou Jing and Wang Juan, who had long been shocked by this scene, came back to their senses and also hurried over.

They did not dare to touch Xia Ling and only dared to persuade her from the side.

The scene of Wen Shanshan's body floating in the air made them shudder.

They could not understand how things had turned out like this in just a short while?

"Shi Yan, get Wen Shanshan over here. If she dies, you will be charged with murder and will be imprisoned for life!"

"Shi Yan, don't be so extreme. Wen Shanshan must know her mistake and will never dare to do it again. Save her!"

Xia Ling: "Wen Shanshan, you've realized your mistake?"

Mistake? How could she be wrong?

Wen Shanshan sneered.

But before she could sneer, Xia Ling's grip on her hand suddenly loosened.

"Ah!"