Vincent held it down with his hands mockingly, "Tsk, tsk, tsk - I'm very disappointed."

He pinched his calf and lifted the opponent's entire body horizontally.

"Wayne, put me down quickly!"

Draco's resistance was powerless.

Just like Little Red Riding Hood who fell into the hands of the Big Bad Wolf, the louder he screamed, the more excited he was.

Vincent shook his hands and pretended to throw it down, but his whole face turned pale with fright.

When he was lifted up again, he was frightened again before he could recover.

"Is it fun?"

"Put me down quickly!"

After going back and forth for more than ten times, Vincent, who felt bored, finally let him go.

Draco, who was all limp, collapsed on the ground, his lips trembling as if he was exhausted.

"How dare you - how dare you do this to me, Wayne!"

"Pfft--" Seamus laughed unkindly, holding his big head on his head.

The powerful Malfoy was so anxious that he almost cried after being thrown around a few times.

"Don't use such tricks in the future."

Vincent knelt down and looked at Draco condescendingly, "I haven't been free for the past half month, so don't mess with me."

"How dare you order me!" Draco, who had a pale face, clenched his fists, "Why should I listen to you!"

"I'm stronger than you."

Vincent stood up and stretched out boredly, "You are just a spoiled child, Malfoy."

They climbed the steps and left.

Draco, who was still lying on the ground, clenched his fists tightly.

The disdainful blue eyes just now severely stimulated his fragile and sensitive nerves.

"I'm not a spoiled brat, Wayne!"

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Chapter completed!