4410: C4410 You Only Hit People in the Face

C4410 You Only Hit People in the Face

Escape?

It was impossible to escape.

Despair flashed across Kalman's face as he looked at the vast crowd before him.

He knew that he might not be able to escape today.

"Phew ~"

Letting out a long breath, Kalman forcefully suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

He looked at the surging crowd around him and said word by word, "I am the heir to the Rothschild family, you can't hurt me..."

"Bang..."

As soon as Kalman finished speaking, a fist the size of a sandbag was imprinted on his face.

"Who is it!? Who dares to hit me!? I am a member of the Rothschild clan. "

" Bang ~ "

In the next moment, another fist smashed into his face.

"Let's make this clear first. If you scold someone, don't curse. If you hit someone, don't hit their face..."

"There are so many of you hitting me, but you don't talk about morality..."

... ""

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd immediately quieted down.

Everyone stopped and looked at Kalman.

"Phew ~"

Kalman took this opportunity to let out a sigh of relief. His eyes swept across everyone's faces as he fiercely said, "If you have the ability, let's fight one on one!"

"Sure!"

Without any hesitation, someone in the crowd agreed to Kalman's suggestion.

Nose!

Kalman was delighted. As the heir to the Rothschild family, the education he received was never limited to culture.

He had received Judo training since he was young. He asked himself that he was not inferior to anyone in one-on-one duels.

But in the next second, Kalman's eyes widened and he stood rooted to the ground like a wooden puppet.

The man who had spoken earlier said quickly, "We accept duels."

"I'll give you two options now."

"One is, you can solo a group of us."

"The other is, we'll solo you one by one."

"What do you think? Which one do you choose?"

Kalman:... ""

At this moment, Kalman was about to go crazy.

One versus a group, one versus one.

How could this be called a one versus one?

"Can this be called a one on one?"

Kalman gritted his teeth.

"Of course."

The young student nodded and said with a serious expression, "This is how Massachusetts Institute of Technology duels."

Kalman:... ""

He had seen many shameless people, but this was the first time he had seen someone so shameless...

"You can't be so shameless!"

Kalman gritted his teeth.

"Hehe..."

The young student laughed coldly and said, "It seems like Mr. Kalman does not intend to choose."

"Then we will help you choose."

"We'll fight you one on one."

"Brothers, let's fight side by side."

"Huala ~"

Suddenly, a group of excited students rushed towards Kalman.

"Stop, stop, don't slap my face!"

"You don't hit people's faces, you don't scold people!"

... ""

It would have been fine if Kalman hadn't said anything. However, when he suddenly said it, the crowd threw their fists at Kalman's face instead.

They had to beat Kalman into a pig's head today.

"Ah ~"

"Ahhhhhhh ~"

Soon, Kalman's screams came from the crowd.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Raphael looked at Kalman, who was surrounded by the crowd and crazily beating him up. A faint smile appeared on his face.

A moment later, he felt that it was about time, so he went forward to separate the crowd.

At this moment, Kalman no longer had his previous high-spirited manner.1

His originally handsome face had now become a pig's head.

"Scram!"

Raphael shouted.

Kalman felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He did not even have the time to speak before he rushed out of the school in a flash.

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