Are the recent young girls all so individual?

Chapter 37: Are all young girls these days so unique?

Song Shuhang had originally just intended to grab the delinquent's head and give him a headbutt to his cute-looking back.

But the feeling of weight from his arm now made him feel like he could swing the adult man in his grasp like a wooden club, a human whirlwind.

Should he try swinging him around once?

Fortunately, his reason was still intact, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to swing him around – that would be too terrifying and would scare the kids.

Now, Song Shuhang understood how Yurouzi felt when she carried that huge box. Over a hundred pounds might feel like nothing to Yurouzi, as if it were made of paper.

"Ahhh..." The blonde delinquent, held by the back of his head, was startled. His legs flailed wildly in mid-air, and he let out a terrified scream – anyone suddenly lifted by their head would be scared to pee themselves.

For a moment, he thought he was ascending to heaven!

But no matter how the blonde delinquent struggled, the arm holding his head was like an iron clamp, not loosening an inch. His struggles were like a fish hooked in mid-air, appearing pale and powerless no matter how he thrashed.

The blonde delinquent's companions were also quite scared, freezing for a good while before reacting.

"Damn it, who the hell are you!" the other delinquents shouted.

While they wouldn't actively provoke students like Song Shuhang who looked like they could fight, they wouldn't back down if someone came at them.

"Fuck your mom, fuck your whole family! If you want to play the hero, you better know your limits." The delinquents on both sides attacked Song Shuhang simultaneously. One swung his fist, the other drew a rubber baton.

They cursed non-stop, trying to boost their morale. This was a typical delinquent tactic: first, intimidate the opponent with sheer presence, then overwhelm them with numbers. For timid opponents, once intimidated, it would be a pleasant one-sided beating.

But today, their curses were merely to bolster their own courage. The opponent could lift their blonde companion by the head with one arm, making their hearts tremble. Without boosting their morale, they feared their hands would go soft.

"..." Having his whole family insulted, Song Shuhang's expression turned stern. He was undoubtedly a very family-oriented man and had always hated people verbally insulting his relatives.

"That's why I don't like guys like you, your mouths are too dirty, always insulting other people's families." As he spoke, Song Shuhang used the blonde delinquent in his hand as a weapon, smashing him fiercely into the delinquent on the left holding the baton.

Bang, bang... The two collided and tumbled to the side.

Because he was annoyed, Song Shuhang threw the blonde delinquent with about five-tenths of his strength. This level of force was still too much for ordinary people.

As the blonde delinquent and the baton-wielding delinquent collided, muffled grunts and the sound of cracking bones were heard. They then fell to the ground, writhing in pain, seemingly unable to get up for a while.

Next, Song Shuhang's leg moved like lightning, delivering a groin kick to the delinquent on the right who was swinging his fist.

He was faster than the punch, and his leg was longer than a fist! In a fight, legs have an advantage over fists!

Shattered...

The delinquent on the right let out a whimper, clutching his crotch and rolling on the ground. Tears flowed uncontrollably, like a broken dam.

"Oh dear... My strength has increased. I didn't control the force of that kick. Did it break?" Song Shuhang murmured softly.

In the blink of an eye, three of the seven delinquents were down.

The remaining four couldn't help but swallow. Their morale plummeted to freezing point – they were seasoned fighters, and brawling was a regular occurrence, so they had developed some discernment.

This guy in front of them was definitely a diamond-hard obstacle. Forget the four of them, even if all seven were unharmed, they might not be this guy's match. Moreover, his attacks were insidious. Looking at their companion clutching his groin and screaming, the four felt a phantom pain in their own lower regions.

Song Shuhang glanced at the remaining four delinquents. Seeing their hesitation and fear, he lost interest in beating them. He said in a low voice, "Scram."

The four gritted their teeth, picked up their fallen companions, and fled the scene.

A true man knows when to yield. Today's "scram" was to preserve their strength for a future revenge!

"You better remember us, kid. Don't let us run into you again, or we'll make you pay!" After escaping a certain distance, the seven delinquents still threw a parting threat.

This was called losing the battle but not the war.

Song Shuhang sneered, clenched his fists, and they cracked.

The seven delinquents' faces changed, and they sped away as if flying.

"Honestly, they just got beaten up, and they haven't learned their lesson. Maybe one day they'll provoke someone else and get beaten up again," Song Shuhang muttered.

Then, he looked at the girl leaning against the wall.

The girl stood leaning against the wall, her expression indifferent, her eyes cold. There was no fear on her face, nor any intention of thanking Song Shuhang.

"Are you okay?" Song Shuhang merely asked politely. The girl's expression was cold, and Song Shuhang didn't like to force his warmth on others, so he just wanted to ask politely and then leave.

The short-haired girl glanced coldly at Song Shuhang.

"Hmph, meddling." She snorted coldly, then turned and strutted away proudly like a peacock.

Song Shuhang: "..."

What was all that about?

Are all young girls these days so unique?

He was still a good-natured person, Song Shuhang thought with a self-deprecating smile.

"Oh dear, I forgot I'm in a hurry. If I'm any later, they might leave me behind and go for a meal, and that would be a huge loss." Song Shuhang quickened his pace towards the off-campus rental of Li Yangde... He loved freeloading the most. Whether it was books or meals!

Room 602, Building 221D, Daji Street. A standalone apartment building, about seventy square meters. For a shut-in programmer like Li Yangde, it was just the right size.

Tu Bo greeted him, "Shuhang, you're too slow! Don't tell me you were playing the hero and saving damsels on the way, that excuse is too cliché."

"You were spot on, you really did save a girl, and she's quite pretty, just a bit too spirited," Song Shuhang chuckled, looking around the apartment. " Yang De, how much is the rent here?"

He was also planning to rent a place off-campus and wanted to get an idea of the prices.

"Student price, five thousand for a year, utilities separate, and it needs to be paid upfront," Li Yangde replied. Renting a place this cheap near campus was like striking gold.

"That's really good," Song Shuhang nodded.

Tu Bo chimed in, "Let's hit up A Shun's stall. I've already booked a table. We're treating Yang De today, eating our fill."

"Speaking of eating, I feel like I have a great appetite today," Song Shuhang nodded. Perhaps it was because the body tempering had consumed energy, but now he felt like he could eat a whole cow.

Afterward, Song Shuhang ate to his heart's content.

His three roommates were left dumbfounded... The Shuhang they knew wasn't this much of an eater, was he?