A young man with a close-cropped haircut, wearing a black tank top and sporting a venomous snake tattoo on his body, appeared to be the leader of this group.
He held a baseball bat in his right hand, tapping it against his left palm again and again.
He looked at Hua Qiang and asked, "Are you Hua Qiang? If you don't want to get beaten too ugly here, come with us!"
Hua Qiang looked at the dozen or so people, each one fierce-looking and reeking of blood.
They were the sort of street thugs who lived off brawling, and there were likely lives on their hands.
Their vitality was strong, but they were far from the level of Martial Artists.
To think he had been stopped by people like these—what a joke.
"I'm Hua Qiang. Who are you people? Who sent you to make trouble for me?"
Being targeted without knowing who the mastermind behind it was left Hua Qiang extremely displeased!
"Who are we?"
"Hahaha!"
"You haven't even heard of our famous Green Snake Gang? Looks like this dead fatty is just some bookworm!"
The group laughed arrogantly.
A cross-eyed man in black with a face like a sour jujube craned his neck and said, "This is our Snake Brother, our boss!"
"Fatty, now that you've fallen into Snake Brother's hands, cooperate obediently and you can suffer a little less."
"Otherwise, there probably won't be many bones left in your body that stay intact!"
A sly grin appeared on Hua Qiang's face as he readily said, "Fine! Let's settle this in the alley ahead!"
With that, he lifted his foot and walked forward.
He was in a hurry and had no intention of wasting time with these people. Once they reached the alley, he would deal with them directly.
This was the school entrance. Fighting here would have a bad influence.
"What are you people trying to do? What do you want with my Brother Qiang?"
"You want to bully my Brother Qiang? Did you ask me first?"
At that moment, Wang Baoyuan's voice came from behind them.
Clutching a rock he had no idea where he had found, he hurried over while panting heavily.
Many students at the school saw the thugs blocking Hua Qiang. Every one of them stood at a distance to watch the show. No one stepped forward, and no one went to the teachers' building to find a teacher or report the matter to the school leaders.
The old man in the guardroom hid inside and did not dare come out.
Seeing that Wang Baoyuan still dared to stand up for him in such circumstances, Hua Qiang felt deeply moved and recognized this brother of his even more.
He pulled Wang Baoyuan aside and said, "Brother Bao, don't get involved in this. I can handle these people."
"Brother Qiang, stop lying to me!"
"Don't I know exactly how capable you are?"
"These people are street thugs who spend all day fighting. How could you possibly be a match for them?"
"Stop trying to persuade me. Fatty Wang already told you—when there's a fight, count me in."
"Even if we get beaten, we'll take it together. I can draw some of their fire for you."
Seeing that he could not persuade his close friend, Hua Qiang stopped insisting. Later, he would let him see his true strength.
Snake Skin felt a trace of admiration for Fatty Wang.
He was a man of true temperament, the kind worth making friends with.
But since he dared provoke him and oppose him, he would be dealt with too!
Hua Qiang headed into the alley first, with Fatty Wang following closely behind. In a low voice, Fatty Wang said into Hua Qiang's ear, "Later, look around and see if there's anything handy we can use to fight back!"
Hua Qiang patted Wang Baoyuan on the shoulder. "Brother Bao, in this life, we're brothers. From now on, I'll protect you!"
Wang Baoyuan knew the weight of Hua Qiang's words and rolled his eyes at him.
"Why are you getting sentimental at a time like this? Hurry up and think of a plan. There are more than ten of them. We definitely can't beat them."
"Let's see if we can run, or at least try to take fewer hits."
"Let's hope that after today, we can still move normally!"
This guy had truly thrown caution to the wind—he would risk his life for a gentleman and sacrifice his legs for a brother!
He had already prepared himself for the possibility of having his legs broken.
Wu Tianli stood in a corner of the campus with a group of lackeys, watching Hua Qiang and Fatty Wang get led away by the people he had found. A smug smile appeared on his face.
Daring to offend the woman he had set his eyes on—this was the price.
Ma Xiaoli rushed into the classroom like a whirlwind and said to Murong Qingya, who was packing up her desk and preparing to go home:
"Qingya, good news! That dead fatty is about to get beaten up. We can finally vent our anger."
"He dared offend my Qingya? Let him taste a price he can't afford!"
Murong Qingya's feelings were complicated at that moment. She wanted Hua Qiang to be taught a lesson, yet she also did not want him to suffer too severe an injury.
She did not know why she had such contradictory feelings.
First High School, Class One of Senior Year Three.
Ye Bingxue had already packed up her desk.
Today, she had asked her teacher for leave and would not attend evening self-study.
Because she was going to the Martial Arts Association to be certified as a Martial Artist.
She had already agreed with Hua Qiang that he would come pick her up shortly, and the two of them would go together.
"Bingxue, why are you leaving so early today? Did something happen?"
Mo Yanran walked over and looked at Ye Bingxue as she asked.
"Class monitor, there's something going on at home today, so I'm going back early."
"Oh! If you need any help, just say so. We're friends, so don't stand on ceremony!"
Ye Bingxue looked at Mo Yanran and felt something strange in her heart.
Although they were in the same class, they usually did not interact much.
Mo Yanran came from a very good family, while there was a considerable gap between them. Usually, they were merely acquaintances who nodded at each other.
The other girl's sudden warmth made her feel a little uneasy, while also raising her guard.
She did not believe pies would fall from the sky, much less land right on her head.
When someone suddenly treated you warmly for no reason, they either wanted something or were plotting something!
Twenty meters from the entrance of Eighth High School was a small alley.
It was also a route many students often took to and from school.
Today, for special reasons, no students came this way.
At that moment, Snake Skin's group lay on the ground, all with broken arms and legs.
They endured the pain in their bodies, yet did not dare make the slightest sound.
Hua Qiang had truly frightened them out of their wits.
The moment they entered the alley, before they could even begin reciting their lines, this fatty had refused to play by the rules and attacked directly.
His powerful aura, his incredible skill, and his thunderbolt assault—just a few simple punches and kicks had knocked every one of them down.
Wang Baoyuan's mouth still would not close. The rock he had been holding had long since been thrown away somewhere.
He had spent so much time with this close friend of his, yet had never known he could fight so well.
Hua Qiang stepped on Snake Skin's head and applied a little force. Snake Skin only felt his head crackling continuously.
He felt that his skull might have cracked.
If the other party applied even the slightest bit more force, his head would definitely be crushed.
"Eldest Brother, Eldest Brother, please spare me! Don't step on me, don't step on me anymore! If you keep stepping on me, my head will really explode!"
Terrified to the extreme, he begged repeatedly.
"Tell me, who sent you to make trouble for me?"
"It was Young Master Wu—ah, no! It was that beast Wu Tianli! He gave me three thousand yuan at noon and told us to teach you a lesson."
"What?" Hua Qiang immediately flew into a rage.
"Fuck, I'm only worth three thousand yuan?"
He looked at Snake Skin and said viciously, "Do you want to die or live?"
"Eldest Brother, I want to live!"
"You want to live? Good! Today, you must find Wu Tianli and cripple all five of his limbs for me. Afterward, take photos and send them to me!"
"Otherwise, don't even think about seeing the sun tomorrow!"
After saying this, Hua Qiang took out his Martial Artist Medal and waved it before Snake Skin's eyes.
Boom!
Thunder crashed through Snake Skin's mind, frightening him so badly that he fainted on the spot.
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