227 Trashing the bully

“My little Master is not done.” One of Valen’s guards said as they spread their broad shoulders to block the activity going on inside the cafeteria from view. 1

Inside the cafeteria, Valen slowly raised his head. His long bangs mixed with rice covered one of his eyes but the other eye showed true anger. He had never been this angry in his life. Jeslyn had upset him a lot of times in the past, but not to this extent.

“Screeeech!” He pushed his chair back and stood up. His lips curled up as he slowly walked towards the screaming Zack.

With his hand fisted, he punched Zack in the tummy. So fleshly! He thought.

“Ahh! My hand! My tummy! My back! Guards, save me! He’s a lunatic! It hurts… Stoooop!!”

Zack was screaming, crying, and begging like a big baby as he got his ass whooped until he fell on his back.

Zack was two to three times bigger than Valen, yet he was being beaten like a child.

Valen got on top of him and started to punch his face with all the force his little punch could summon. Not until Zack’s lips were bruised and swollen that he could no longer scream, did Valen let the boy go.

to catch his breath before he turned around to leave. However, he suddenly glanced back at Zack’s bleeding hand that had his fork stuck in it and

was the last scream that escaped Zack’s red and

out.

bodyguards were at a standstill with Valen’s guards. Both sides pointing guns at each

maximum of two guards for each student,

direction of the door. As Valen walked, all the students robotically opened a path for

cafeteria to see the fight that was about to happen between his guards and the other side. He didn’t wait for

standstill and started to follow their little master while the other two

to get his bag before joining them and

leaving the school before

this child entered the school that he’d be

Valen had done, if not,

to the school’s infirmary to be taken care of. That was when the principal and teachers got to realize what Valen

because some parents complained that their kids don’t like seeing

children’s bodyguards would be stationed along the corridor in two rows, facing each

staggered back in disbelief. Who was the monster who would do something like this to a child? Not just a child

asked the guards that looked even more dejected than him. The Principal knew that the

student,

his head and his legs

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