He recognized her?
Ye Jian raised her eyebrows slightly and tilted her head. She looked over as if she was looking at a clown. "Isn't it already enough for me to beat you and Cartright?
"Stop trying to put up a fight. You can't beat me or my comrades. The losers are provoking the winners again and again. What do you want to say? Do you want to remind us that you're always losers?"
"F*ck you!"
Brieth was completely enraged and started cursing. His voice was not low. Even the instructor heard him clearly.
Song Zhiqiu's expression turned cold. He said viciously, "Brieth, know your place!"
"Of course, I know. And you can only listen!"
Brieth, who was not as powerful as Ye Jian, seemed to have a newfound surge of arrogance. He even raised his middle finger.
He thought that everything was fine. Before Song Zhiqiu could do anything, the instructor who had his eyes on him rushed over and grabbed his erect middle finger.
"Ahhh… F*ck, f*ck! Let go, let go!"
