Chapter 103: Slap

Looking at the sarcastic faces, Belle said angrily, "Quick! Clark! Say something!"

Clark looked calm.

He had seen this kind of thing a lot, and he had long been used to it.

But the girl looked at the silent Clark, and the anger in her eyes gradually turned into astonishment.

Why don't you speak?

If it was anyone else, they would have paid it back long ago.

"You don't know yet, he's a softball!"

"Hahaha!" "Softball! "Softball"

"Shhh!"

Listening to the jeers, the confusion in Belle's eyes turned into disgust and confusion.

Why don't you pay back?

Is this really a soft egg? Did she look away?

Clark put on his headphones, threw the ball at his feet, got up and walked outside the playground.

"Haha, he's a softie! His father must be a softie too, to raise such a useless thing!"

Clark paused and turned to look at the boy who had just spoken.

The boy looked at Clark mockingly, made a gesture, and said, "Come on, bum, help me kick the ball over here! Be good!"

Clark took a deep breath, turned up the volume of the music, and walked towards the ball.

Seeing this scene, Belle covered her mouth in surprise and disgust.

She really got Clark wrong.

She had just transferred here, and she noticed the different Clark at a glance, but she didn't expect Clark to be such a weak person.

Clark looked at the sarcastic boy, stood in front of the football, and...raised his feet!

"Whoosh!"

black and white football flew past the boy's face with a strong wind, and then disappeared.

A cold sweat appeared on the boy's forehead, looking at Clark in horror, while the others also looked at Clark in shock.

The kick just now was so terrifying, if the football hit them in the face...

just thinking about it, these boys shuddered unconsciously.

"Ha, ha ha! Kicked crookedly? I thought you were so good! Return our ball!"

The boy swallowed and laughed at Clark again.

Clark stepped over.

"What do you want to do?" The

boy puffed out his chest and stared at Clark, while the others came over and surrounded Clark.

"What did you just say?"

Clark took off his headphones and looked at the other party and asked gently.

The boy looked at his companion, raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "I said you were a softball!"

Clark shook his head and said, "No, what did you just say about my dad?"

"The softball son raised by a softball father? Haha !"

Clark put on his headphones? The rock music in his ears became more and more violent, as if it was about to explode, but Clark became more and more calm.

And then when everyone didn't expect it? He raised his hand...

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

The talking boy was slapped in the face by Clark and fell directly to the ground.

The head didn't explode, The person didn't pass out, just a little confused as his head was buzzing.

"You dare to hit me!"

The boy looked at Clark angrily and wanted to stand up, but his legs were a little weak.

Clark nodded and said, "Yes, I hit you."

"Beat him!!"

The boy roared.

Seeing this, the boys who were stunned by Clark's slap clenched their fists and rushed towards Clark.

Clark raised his hand...

" Clap!" "Clap!

One slap each, Clark is fair.

A few seconds later, The people around Clark fell to the ground, They covered their right cheeks in unison and looked at Clark in horror, some of them even had tears in their eyes because of fear.

Clark looked down at several people and said, "Does it hurt?"

A group of boys nodded quickly.

Clark said lightly: "It hurts? here's more!"

He raised his hand again.

Seeing this, the boys actually cried out in fear.

Clark put down his hand, looked at the other people on the playground who had been dumbfounded, and said to Belle, who had been dumbfounded not far away: "Hey, Belle, you should go and call the teacher."

Belle turned around and ran away with a blank head.

On the football field, Clark stood quietly, surrounded by peers who were sitting or lying on the ground crying bitterly. The scene was spectacular.

Looking at this scene, Clark muttered: "In the future, no one will say those excessive things, right?"

He glanced at the people who were crying, but did not dare to move, and raised their hands again.

The children hurriedly shut their mouths.

Clark said softly, "Remember?"

Everyone nodded.

"The teacher will come in a while, what do you say?"

Clark said lightly.

"Fall!"

"I did it myself!"

Clark nodded.

He just didn't want to get to know them in general, after all, they were just thirteen or fourteen year olds.

But they can't just insult his father like that.

His father had told him that kindness was a nature, and kindness was a choice.

When his kindness is trampled on, and his kindness is regarded as weakness by others and becomes more excessive, he can put away his kindness and show his fists.

However, the strength of the fist must be mastered.

Soon, the teacher came here.

When he asked, the children who were frightened by Clark gave their reasons, but none of them said that Clark had beaten him.

The teacher could only call them to the office.

But no matter what he said, the kids were afraid to admit that Clark did it.

The scene where Clark just slapped a person really scared them.

In the end, this matter had to be over.

After letting the children leave, the teacher sighed and shook his head as he watched the backs of everyone fleeing.

"Clark!" The teacher stopped Clark and said with concern: "In the future, if they want to trouble you, you can tell the teacher."

Clark nodded and said, "Thank you teacher."

When the words fell, Clark turned and left.

tell the teacher?

Then the teacher will definitely call the parents, and it is the parents who will be beaten in the end.

Clark shrugged.

After school, Clark got into his bike and headed home.

What happened today has no effect on him, because he has encountered it many times over the years, and he is used to it.

Suddenly, he stopped the bike and looked at an alley outside the school gate.

There were a few tall and strong kids who looked like high school students, surrounding two boys with obvious slap prints on their faces, pushing them hard.

With Clark's keen hearing, he could hear that they were robbing money.

Clark parked the bikr, picked up a few stones from the side of the road, controlled his strength, and threw the stones at the legs of the older children without anyone noticing.

Accompanied by several screams, the older children fell to the ground with their legs covered. The two boys who were robbed looked left and right in panic, turned around and ran away.

Clark looked at the backs of the two of them, smiled lightly, got into his bike, and hurried home.

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