At this time, Lin Shuyou, who had originally been sitting with his back against the phone booth pillar, leaned sideways and fell down. There happened to be a stone on the road, and with a "thud," his head directly knocked against it.
Li Zhiyuan pointed at Lin Shuyou with a Jianlibao and said,
"Brother Binbin, you'd better take good care of him. Don't let him die here while they're performing rituals over there to save his life."
"Oh, right, right."
Tan Wenbin helped Lin Shuyou up again, and with one kick, he knocked away the stone that dared to attack Lin Shuyou.
"I think, it won't be long before someone from Lin Shuyou's hometown will come to the school."
"Brother Xiao Yuan, I understand."
Lin Shuyou, having suffered two serious injuries in a short time, this time was even more ridiculous.
His family back home will definitely send someone to check out the situation afterward.
