The two men seemed to be deaf. They were silent and motionless.
“Get out of my way or I'll call the police!” Fraser took out a mobile phone and was to call Jordan.
As he had just made the call, Filip ran over and grabbed it with Fraser.
Fraser was in weak physical condition and dared not grab it with him. Although Jordan picked up the phone, it was hung up by Filip.
“Are you fooling me?”
Filip looked at the phone screen and coldly said, “Called the police? When did Jordan become a police?”
“Son of bitch, don't think I am afraid of you since you have Jordan on your back.”
Fraser said, “If you are not afraid, why did you hang up the phone? Let Jordan come over.”
Filip was not stupid, how would he let Fraser succeed by his provocation?
“Fraser, have your wound got recovered.” Filip smiled. He knew that Fraser was stabbed by Brodie, and by grabbing the mobile phone, he knew Fraser's wound was not recovered.
If he recovered, how could Fraser fail to stop him?
Fraser looked at Filip in disdain, “My wound has not recovered, but I still can deal with you. If you don't believe it, try me!”
“Come on, just try.” Filip waved to Fraser and he was not afraid at all.
Filip thought to himself: If I can't beat you, I have two people to help me.
Fraser frowned, “Filip, if I knock you down, can you let me go back to the college entrance examination?”
Filip hesitated for a while and said in an ambiguous way, “If you really can knock me down, I can give it a consideration.”
Fraser bit teeth and said, “Come on.”
For three years of high school, Fraser endured too much suffering. What was the purpose of these three years? Wasn’t it for the college entrance examination?
If he could not take the college entrance examination, his three years of suffering would be in vain.
So, even if there was a chance, Fraser did not want to miss it.
“I don't believe I can’t defeat a sick man?” Filip frowned and said in disdain.
Fraser was intently staring at Filip.
Filip bumped into Fraser and aimed at his stomach.
“Shit!” Fraser bit his teeth angrily. Filip aimed at his wound!
Fraser held Filip's neck, twisted and pressed him to the ground, at the same time there was pain in the stomach.
Damn it, the wound must have been ripped open.
But luckily Filip was knocked down to the ground. Fraser said happily, “You lost. Let me go.”
“Fuck you, I can still stand up.” Filip stood up immediately and rushed at Fraser again.
This time, Filip learnt his lesson and was not barbaric like last time, but slowly got closer, kept testing, and frequently used false action. Fraser got hit for several times.
Filip was insidious. Every time he pretend to attack Fraser's stomach. Fraser desperately protected his stomach and dare not let his stomach get hit.
His hadn’t healed yet, if it got another punch, Fraser would die!
“Good for you!” Filip smiled. He did not hurry to hit him, anyway, his purpose was to stop Fraser from taking the college entrance examination.
Ten minutes later, it would be useless even if Fraser walked out.
Later, Fraser's shirt got stained with blood. Seeing this, Filip showed a smile, “Is that the spot got stabbed by Brodie?”
“By the way, do you know how Brodie found you?” Filip said suddenly.
Fraser was not silly, he understood what Filip said.
“You told him?” Fraser frowned suddenly and his face became even angrier.
“That's right, it is me. original Brodie did not target to you, after all you and Grace have known each other for a short time, and you are just a student. To Brodie, you are not a threat.”
“I told Brodie that you have unusual relationship with Grace, you two drank in a bar every day and danced closely when you got drunk.”
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