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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nThinking of this, Andrew quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed Annie’s number. He asked at an extremely fast speed, “Sis, where are you?”

n“Almost at the school gate?”

n“Okay, hurry up!”

n“What’s the matter? Something wrong?”

n“I finally understand. The recruitment teachers of these universities are all fake. I suspect that the real teachers have already been killed. They have taken over the identity of these recruitment teachers and are preparing to sell students!”

nThese human traffickers were the most detestable!

nThinking of this, Andrew gave Reagan another fierce kick.

nReagan, who had just fainted, let out a painful cry and woke up.

nClang!

nAt this moment, a muffled sound came from behind him.

nThe knife case in Annie’s hand fell to the ground. She widened her eyes and looked at her brother. She cried out, “Andrew, you actually… fought at the school gate?”

nAndrew touched his hood and was very touched. These human traffickers did not recognize him. But as expected of his close sister!

n“Sister!

n“I’m wearing a hood, and you still recognize me?”

nA hood?

nEven with a blanket, she could recognize her unlucky brother.

nAnnie’s face was full of anger. She went forward and directly tore off Andrew’s hood. She then started scolding him, “Andrew, you’re disobeying me again, right?

n“Yesterday, you just said that you wanted to go to school properly and enter a university. Today, you ran to the school gate to fight?”

nWait…

nFight?

nAnnie suddenly reacted.

nThe Qi and blood of these people on the ground were not weak. In fact, they were not much weaker than her. From this, it could be deduced that they were at least second-rank fighters!

nAnd Andrew, one person, defeated four second-rank fighters?

nHow could such a thing be possible!

nOthers might not know, but how could she not? Her younger brother’s physique had been weak since he was young. Coupled with the fact that he did not have any martial arts talent, he did not even have a way to strengthen his blood and Qi.

nNot to mention four rank-two martial artists, even a random thug on the street could easily ravage Andrew.

nHowever, the injuries of the four martial artists lying on the ground did not seem to be faked.

nThe blood and Qi in their bodies were churning, and they were not as stable as usual. One glance and one could tell that they were seriously injured.

n“Sister, the university entrance exam is a small matter. These human traffickers are a big matter, though. I think we should immediately call the police and let them investigate thoroughly. Let’s see how many students they have deceived!”

nHuman Traffickers?

nTeacher Reagan, who had just woken up, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

nHe used his hand to cover his right eye, which was in excruciating pain, and sucked in a breath of cold air as he said, “Are you out of your mind?!

n“I’m a recruitment teacher at Okun University, not a human trafficker. I know the principal of your school and the head of the Education Bureau!”

nAndrew still did not believe him. Just as he was about to kick him, he was stopped by Annie.

n“Reagan?”

nAnnie only noticed Reagan when he spoke.

nWhen she was promoted to a fighter at the entrance exam, many university recruitment teachers had offered her an olive branch. One of them was Okun University. At that time, this Reagan was the one who talked to her.

nAnnie’s expression changed. She pointed at the other people who had fallen to the ground and asked, “Are these people the same as Reagan? Are they all university recruitment teachers for the martial arts department?”

nReagan nodded.

nIt was one thing for Teacher Will to be beaten up by a high school student, but now, they, the recruitment teachers, had received the same treatment.

nThis was a joke!

nHow could their university still recruit people in the future!

nBeside them, Andrew widened his eyes and looked at the few who had fallen to the ground in disbelief. “How is this possible? Are they really the recruitment teachers?

n“Could it be that there’s something wrong with my judgment?”

nThen, he muttered, “That’s not right. They’re too weak.”

nWhen the few teachers heard these words, they wished they could find a hole to hide in.

nThey had already been beaten up, yet they still had to be ridiculed like this.

nIt was fine to be ridiculed.

nBut the one ridiculing them was actually a high school student!

nAt this moment, the entourage from the Education Bureau also slowly walked out from the school gate.

nBehind them was the principal of the high school, George.

nWhen the group saw this scene, their jaws almost fell off.

nThey had only lagged behind a few minutes; how did these recruitment teachers end up lying on the ground?

nCould it be that they had met some terrorists?

nEven if they were terrorists, they couldn’t get rid of four second-grade fighters so quickly!

nThe only possibility was that they had met an extremist organization.

nGeorge could not help but step forward to help one of the recruitment teachers up. He asked, “Teacher Reagan, what are you doing?”

nAs he said this, he glanced at Andrew and Annie. He knew these two siblings.

nLeaving Andrew aside, he had personally presented Annie with an award. She was specially recruited by Boston University, and there was still a picture of Annie on the Wall of Honor of No. 3 High School.

n“Principal George.”

nAnnie greeted Principal George, then apologized to Reagan and the other four teachers, “I’m sorry, Teachers. Andrew didn’t know the severity of his actions and accidentally hurt a few teachers. Annie apologizes to all the teachers on his behalf.

n“I hope that the teachers will give him a chance to complete the entrance exam.”

nThe few teachers slowly stood up with the help of others.

nThey were actually fine. Compared to Will, they only had superficial injuries.

nAfter a day or two of rest, their injuries would be healed.

nIt was just that… they couldn’t save their reputations.

nHowever, when they thought of Will from the New York State University branch, the shame in their hearts was diluted a lot.

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