Receiving a definite reply, Aunt Qiao had already guessed what Zhao Ce intended to do.
She had always treated Nie Longjiao as her daughter; over the years, Longjiao's character and her care for her in all aspects made Aunt Qiao feel she couldn't just turn a blind eye.
After pondering for a while, she gathered the chubby boy and others together, lowered her voice, and quickly said a few words.
The chubby boy nodded, "Although Teacher Zhao treats us well, he can't compare to Sister Longjiao. We'll start preparing right away."
In fact, Aunt Qiao still thought too simply of the chubby boy and the others.
Nowadays, even if you haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen pigs running?
She thought these half-grown children couldn't fathom Zhao Ce's sinister intentions, but actually, these kids understood perfectly well.
Having discussed the plan, Aunt Qiao quickly ran to Zhao Ce's door, knocking and shouting, "Little Zhao, little Zhao, there's trouble!
Xin Qi is in trouble, hurry downstairs and take a look."
Zhao Ce, having just taken a cold drink from the small fridge by the wall, hadn't yet reached the bed and was imdiately annoyed.
Usually, nothing happens, but precisely at this critical mont, one thing after another?
Glancing at the bulging blanket, he turned towards the door, after all, soone constantly knocking was spoiling his mood.
"What happened to Xin Qi?" Zhao Ce pulled open the door, pretending to be very anxious.
Aunt Qiao took the chance to glance inside but before she could see clearly, Zhao Ce pushed her out.
"Quick, take to see!" Zhao Ce said eagerly.
However, after walking a few steps, as if realizing sothing, he turned back to the door and locked it with a key.
Seeing Aunt Qiao's suspicious gaze, Zhao Ce explained, "A college classmate of mine left sothing very valuable with . It's not that I'm suspecting anyone here of theft.
But sotis my mory fails , and I'm worried about misunderstandings.
This is for everyone's good!"
The act of locking the door and his explanation made Aunt Qiao even more convinced sothing was wrong inside the room, but she didn't seize on the suspicion, instead saying, "Let's go check on Xin Qi first."
As soon as she finished speaking, urgent footsteps and shouting ca from the stairs, "Grandma Qiao, co quickly, Xin Qi is about to die!"
"I'll go check first!" Zhao Ce quickened his pace, running towards the stairs.
But before he stepped down, the chubby boy threw a handful of white powder at him.
The powder floated into his eyes, causing imdiate pain and burning sensation - it must have been li.
Thin tall one and the others, already prepared, seized the opportunity to hit Zhao Ce on the head with sticks.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
Zhao Ce cried out in pain; his forehead was slit, with blood gushing through his fingers.
The thin tall one and the children behind him were quite frightened, none dared to step forward.
Aunt Qiao shielded the chubby boy and others behind her, glaring at Zhao Ce with vigilant confrontation.
"Little Zhao, feelings can't be forced; Longjiao doesn't treat you badly on normal days, how could you do such a thing?" Aunt Qiao sternly questioned.
Zhao Ce slowly stood up, tears streaming from his eyes, not indicating remorse, just because li got into his eyes.
He sneered, leaning against the wall, "You only see him giving a salary higher than teachers from regular state schools, but do you know what I've given up?
Never mind everything else, I teach several subjects alone; is that money really that much?"
"Whether money is much or little, what were you planning by taking Longjiao to your room?" Aunt Qiao changed the topic.
By now, Zhao Ce could barely open his eyes; he touched the wound on his forehead, gasping in pain: "Hiss..."
He looked at the blood on his hand and grinned, "If I said I was discussing work with her, would you believe it?"
"Discussing?" Aunt Qiao snorted, "I knocked so loudly just now, and she didn't respond. Do you take for a fool?"
"Then why the hell are you asking!" Zhao Ce suddenly raised his voice, shouting, "Damn old woman, stop ddling; I've had it with you long ago!
Now, take those ingrates and get out of here!"
"Teacher Zhao..." The chubby boy stared blankly, feeling the familiar person in front of him was entirely unfamiliar.
Zhao Ce roared, "Don't call teacher, you idiots aren't fit to be my students.
I taught you problematic exercises this morning, and you forgot them by afternoon; with this kind of IQ, no wonder your parents don't want you!"
These words caused all, including the chubby boy, to show anger in their eyes.
Don't hit people in the face; don't expose their shortcomings!
For these children abandoned by their parents, Zhao Ce's words hit the most untouchable spot in their hearts.
The thin tall one tightened his grip on the stick, raising it to charge at Zhao Ce.
"Don't go!" Aunt Qiao tried to grab his clothes but ultimately couldn't hold on.
Zhao Ce was completely unfazed, grabbing the thin tall one's wrist, kicking him in the abdon, sending him flying far away, continuing to berate, "I've taught you for so many years; I'm not asking for gratitude, but you're actually going to attack . Clearly, you don't understand what it ans to honor and respect teachers!"
"Zhiwei, are you okay?" The chubby boy quickly went over, helping the thin tall one up.
He looked up at Zhao Ce, clenching his teeth as if ready to rush forward seeking revenge for his companion.
However, before he could charge, Aunt Qiao held everyone back.
In fact, her plan was fine; it was just executed by the wrong people.
"Aren't you most concerned about Sister Longjiao?" Zhao Ce sneered, "If you have skills, co and save her; if not, then she can only be abused by ."
After saying so, he headed back to his room.
The chubby boy and others couldn't take it anymore, grabbing items and rushing forward.
However, the hallway was narrow, and Zhao Ce, an adult, dealt with them easily, one by one, knocking them down in less than two minutes.
Zhao Ce grinned viciously, unlocking the door with keys, entering and locking the door behind him.
"Bang!"
The chubby boy punched the ground, his eyes full of frustration.
The others were the sa, but the gap in strength was evident; they couldn't win, no matter how unwilling they were.
Aunt Qiao gritted her teeth, rushed to the door, pounding on it, then went to the window shouting, "Little Zhao, you're young, if you don't stop, I'll imdiately call the police!"
But there was no response.
The door was iron, and the window had security bars; as an old woman, she couldn't get in for a while...
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