Chapter 294: Heroes, Criminals, and Madmen_3

"Who knows," Schulman said indifferently, "Probably following his white master somewhere to bite someone, huh?"

"Hey, Schulman, don't talk about him like that, you know, he didn't have a choice."

Schulman didn't care, "If you were the one getting beat up next time, you definitely wouldn't think that way."

Sweet was curious, "But, you seem pretty sure he left with a white guy, huh? Did you see it?"

A thought flickered through Schulman's mind, but he still said, "Do I need to see it? He's the dog those white people use to bully us, now the whole school knows it. Just like..."

Schulman stopped talking because he knew that Sweet's parents also worked for white people, like dogs.

Although this didn't affect the fact that Sweet was a good person.

As for where those two were, right now, only Schulman himself knew.

Darkness enveloped Phoenix once again.

Hart roamed the city like a zombie, the ring on his finger as if embedded into his flesh.