Chapter 787 Shh, I’m Behind You (9)

At the critical moment, a figure threw him to the ground.

He Dawei was a little stunned by the impact and staggered to the ground. When he saw the girl who also fell to the ground, he felt a little annoyed.

The football had rolled down. When it hit the potholes, it slipped for a small circle due to resistance, and then stopped.

"He Dawei, are you okay?" Du Yao hurried over.

Chen Jiahui looked pale and took a few steps back in fear, and even had the urge to turn around and run away.

After Zhou Hao witnessed the scene just now, he also realized that something was wrong. He pulled Chen Jiahui with an ugly expression and said, "What did Du Yao mean by just now? What do you mean Zuo Yu came back to us? Didn't he come back to us in three years?" Did you die before?"

Chen Jiahui held his head in his hands, slowly squatted down, and said with fear on his face, "He is back to take revenge on us..."

Shen Mubai got up from the ground. She didn't know if Zuo Yu was staring at her from a corner of the field, or if he had murderous intention towards her again.

There were several burning sensations on her arms and knees that made her scream. She looked up and found that the skin was all broken and even bloodshot.

He Dawei's expression was not very good, but he could see that the girl and Du Yao knew each other, so he could only hold back his anger and frowned, "What's going on?"

Du Yao saw that he had misunderstood Shen Mubai and quickly explained, "He Dawei, this is Xia Ye. A football flew over just now. If she hadn't knocked you down..." When she said this, her face turned pale and her voice sounded a little... Very trembling, "You are very likely to die."

Even if she didn't believe it now, she still had to believe that Zuo Yu really wanted to kill them all.

He Dawei sneered indifferently and said, "Come on, are you so scared that your brains are a little stupid?" He glanced around, then stood up, patted his clothes, picked up the football and said, "At most, let me break it." If you tap the skin, you get a serious concussion and die? Do you think this is a movie?"

The boy from the other side of the football field ran over and said apologetically, "Classmate, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

He Dawei threw the football over angrily and cursed, "How did you play football? Can you be held responsible if something happens to me?"

The boy looked apologetic, pointed to the football field and said, "I'm sorry, that guy doesn't have much energy at ordinary times. He suddenly lost control just now for some reason. I'll treat you to dinner some other time."

He Dawei raised his chin and said, "Forget it, I'm not that stingy. You buy me a basketball to make amends. Let's forget about it."

His condescending attitude made the boys a little annoyed, but this matter really had something to do with them, so they had no choice but to suppress it, "Okay, tell me which class you are in, and I will send it to you another day."

He Dawei reported the names of his class, and after he took the football back, he turned around with great pride, "If you don't play football well, I think they are pretty good for being so cheap."

Seeing that the faces of several people were really not very good-looking, he frowned slightly and said, "What do you mean? Do you think I'm going too far?"

Du Yao was trembling all over and could only look at him dryly and said, "He Dawei, Zuo Yu, he came to see us."

Chen Jiahui stared at the ground, scratching his head, his mind went blank.