Chapter 250 A Gift

• "F*ck! I don't care who your sister is or whether it's true. Since you're here to stir up trouble, question our control over the junior high school, and even beat my people up to a pulp—none of you are allowed to flee. Surround them!" Callum growled and waved his hand.
• Everyone present was immediately surrounded by the hundred or so people who had followed him there.
• Those ranked high school students were certainly cool, but the junior high school had its own set of rules.