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Chapter 77: Youre Not Satisfied with Being Called a Mongrel?

  Chapter 77 says you're a hybrid and you're not convinced

  She doesn't care, she doesn't care about anything. Father unknown? Such a thing can't hurt her at all. She'd rather be fatherless, but mom isn't a shameless woman, she's not a bastard either! Mom isn't!

  Both eyes were staring wide and red, even the hair was actually grasped in someone's hand, but at some point, the atmosphere here became strangely eerie to an extreme degree.

  "What? You're a bastard, your mom had an affair with someone outside and gave birth to you, a wild seed. Not convinced?"

  It was unclear when, but the next time that girl said those words again, Zhao Jingxuan fiercely pinched her arm, using so much force that it forced the girl to release her grip on Zhao's hair. As she lifted her head, everyone saw the intense anger in Zhao Jingxuan's eyes. At this moment, Zhao Jingxuan was a stranger to everyone...

  She grabbed the bench of Shu Zi Yi with one hand and fiercely smashed it towards that girl until that girl's knee started bleeding, until that girl knelt down in front of her!

  "Apologize! Apologize to my mother!"

  "Waaaahhhh..."

  "What's with the tears? Apologize to me!"

  Almost hoarse from shouting, almost roaring with anger

  All the girls were almost all raped, but everyone forgot to escape and didn't dare to escape.

  "Waaa... Zhao Jingxuan... it hurts so much!"

  "Pain? You still know what pain is? Yes, your body hurts now, doesn't it? Then do you know or not, the words you just said can thoroughly trample a person's heart? Zhang Jianmei, don't blame me for not warning you, and all of you present here, don't blame me for not telling you before. You can bully me as much as you want, as long as it's within my acceptable range, I can accept it all. But remember this, whoever offends my mom, even if it means destroying myself, I won't mind any cost and will fight with anyone to the end!"

  What is the demeanor of a king? Alas, it's just like this. Although her current posture is not elegant, with her buttocks slightly raised and making room for the bench, yet no one dares to laugh, no one dares to call out, and no one dares to say anything. In the air flows an atmosphere called "serenity"!

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