Long Aotian Begins His Rampage 3 (Complete)

Ayanokoji's face was like a lake in winter, calm and ripple-free. His eyes swept over Long Aotian with indifference, and he thought, Things have already reached this point, and you're here again?

"I want to report Ike and Yamauchi for installing cameras in the girls' changing room."

?!!!

The crowd was dumbfounded once again. Their eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, mouths half-open, yet unable to utter a single word. Their faces were etched with disbelief and shock.

The events of today had subjected their worldview to an unprecedented baptism.

Ike and Yamauchi looked at each other, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Their eyes were wide, as if trying to absorb the entire incident, and their lips trembled slightly, unable to squeeze out a single word for a long time.

Their hands were clenched into fists unconsciously, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. They were clearly shocked that Long Aotian had discovered a scheme they thought was flawless.

Rewind to one day ago~

At that time, Long Aotian had promised a reward of 5 million points to get the two of them to install cameras in the changing room.

This was precisely the reason why Ike and Yamauchi harbored such deep hatred for Ayanokoji.

Whenever Ayanokoji was mentioned, their faces would involuntarily twist, and their eyes would flicker with resentment.

It made Long Aotian very happy.

Back to reality~

Horikita Manabu leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed on Long Aotian. His tone carried a hint of inquiry and curiosity: "Long Aotian, regarding your accusation, can you provide any concrete evidence or witnesses to corroborate it?"

His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a calm and prudent light, as if he were carefully evaluating the answer Long Aotian might give next.

Hearing this, Long Aotian's eyes remained firm, and a confident smile curled at the corners of his mouth. He spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful: "Evidence? Of course I have it."

"Inside this," Long Aotian said, slowly pulling a USB drive from his pocket. His fingers gently stroked the surface of the drive: "is all the video evidence of their crime."

As the USB drive was displayed, the surrounding atmosphere instantly froze.

Ike and Yamauchi's complexions changed drastically; their pupils contracted sharply, as if struck by something terrifying.

Ike swallowed hard, his hands clenched into fists, and his body leaned back slightly, as if trying to escape the moment the truth was about to be revealed.

Yamauchi tried to feign composure, but fine beads of sweat had already broken out on his forehead. His eyes darted around, searching for a gap to escape through.

Every movement of Long Aotian seemed to silently announce the arrival of the truth, leaving everyone present holding their breath.

Horikita Manabu nodded slightly, his steady gaze sweeping across the people present before turning to Tachibana Akane. His tone carried an unquestionable decisiveness: "Tachibana Akane, please play the video on the USB drive."

Hearing this, Tachibana Akane immediately took the USB drive from Long Aotian. Her fingers gently brushed the edge of the drive, her eyes revealing focus and rigor.

She walked quickly to the computer, inserted the drive with smooth and practiced movements, and clicked the mouse to start the video.

As the video played, the atmosphere in the room became tense and heavy.

Ike and Yamauchi's faces were filled with terror and unease. Their eyes revealed a sense of despair and helplessness, as if they had already foreseen the coming judgment.

It was clear—too clear!

These videos were actually filmed by Long Aotian, who had followed them silently and secretly recorded them while they were committing their illegal acts.

Horikita Manabu furrowed his brows tightly, his gaze like a torch fixed on Ike and Yamauchi. His tone carried an unquestionable majesty: "Defendants Ike and Yamauchi, do you have anything to say in your defense regarding these accusations?"

Hearing this, Ike and Yamauchi turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with panic and helplessness.

"Given that the evidence is conclusive, the Student Council has carefully considered the matter and decided to punish you both by recommending your expulsion to the school authorities! Furthermore, this matter will be handed over to the police for follow-up."

Seeing that the two remained silent, Horikita Manabu spoke slowly with a grave expression.

Long Aotian stared at this scene without showing the slightest surprise; this was already expected.

After all, once this video spread, it would surely cause an uproar among the girls in the school.

"No! This can't be!"

Ike stood up abruptly, his hands clenched into fists, his voice filled with hysterical despair.

"It's all because of you!" Ike suddenly roared, his eyes wide as if they were about to spit fire.

His body, like a provoked beast, lunged forward, charging straight at Long Aotian.

Seeing this, Long Aotian shifted his body slightly and easily dodged Ike's lunge.

He looked at Ike coldly, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery, as if watching the performance of a clown.

Ike missed his target, stumbling forward and nearly falling to the ground.

He struggled to steady himself, his eyes still fixed on Long Aotian as if he wanted to tear him apart.

Long Aotian frowned slightly, a flash of impatience crossing his eyes.

He moved with the speed of a leopard, rushing straight toward Ike.

The moment he closed the distance, he threw a punch, the fist carrying a sharp whistle of wind as it struck Ike directly in the face.

Ike had no time to react. He felt his vision go black, and as a massive force hit him, his body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily to the ground.

A look of agony instantly contorted his face; he clutched his cheeks with both hands and curled into a ball, as if he had suffered a devastating blow.

Long Aotian retracted his fist, casting a cold, disdainful gaze at Ike, who lay crumpled on the ground.

If it weren't for the school's strict rules against violence, you wouldn't even know how you died.

Long Aotian turned his head slightly, his expression calm and resolute as he looked toward Horikita Manabu. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, as if he were completely indifferent to what had just transpired. He spoke slowly, "I was merely acting in self-defense. Ike attacked me first."

Horikita Manabu nodded slightly, shifting his gaze to Tachibana Akane. His tone was steady as he commanded, "Tachibana Akane, call some people over. Hand Ayanokoji, Ike, and Yamauchi over to the school authorities."

Upon hearing this, Tachibana Akane nodded immediately and turned to arrange the personnel.

Horikita Manabu rubbed his temples, a flicker of exhaustion crossing his face.

"Wait!"

?

Everyone's eyes converged on Long Aotian once more, filled with surprise and confusion, as if to say, "No way, brother, you've still got more?"

Horikita Manabu frowned slightly, his sharp gaze fixed on Long Aotian, his tone laced with impatience and skepticism: "Long Aotian, what is it this time?"

"Seeing how serious everyone looks is making me a bit nervous. Actually, it's nothing major; I just wanted to ask, can I head out now?"

Long Aotian said with a relaxed, cheerful smile.

"You may."

Hearing Horikita Manabu's approval, a smug smile curled on Long Aotian's lips. He took a step forward and strolled leisurely toward the exit.

As he passed Kushida Kikyo, he deliberately slowed his pace and tapped her shoulder lightly: "Let's go together."

Kushida Kikyo hesitated for a moment, but soon broke into a radiant smile, nodded, and followed in Long Aotian's footsteps.

Before long, the two left the student council room.

Walking along the path, Kushida Kikyo suddenly stopped and turned to look at Long Aotian beside her, her eyes filled with a mix of resentment and helplessness.

She sighed softly, her tone tinged with grievance: "Long Aotian, you've really put me in a tough spot this time."

"Long Aotian, your methods are truly brilliant. This incident with Ayanokoji has turned the surprise you gave me into a hot potato of terror."

Long Aotian turned and walked a few steps, gradually closing the distance to Kushida Kikyo. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered in a voice only she could hear: "Regarding those ten million points, it's actually quite simple. As long as you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who would ever know? Wouldn't you be perfectly safe?"

That's right! This was the surprise from Chapter 28.

"Hmph." She crossed her arms, a playful, pouty smile tugging at her lips, though her eyes flickered with helplessness and compromise: "You win, Long Aotian."

"By the way, you're out of points—what are you going to do?"

"You're actually worried about me? Thanks for the concern. How about you treat me to a meal?"

Long Aotian blinked, a mischievous smile appearing on his face as he teased her.

Kushida Kikyo glared at him, pretending to be angry: "Long Aotian, you only know how to tease me. I don't want to."

"Alright, alright." Long Aotian waved his hand, thinking of Sakura back home, and continued: "Then I'll be off."

Kushida Kikyo's gaze lingered on Long Aotian's retreating figure, a complex emotion swirling in her eyes.

Her lips moved slightly, as if whispering silently to herself: "I really envy Sakura."

On the way back to Sakura, Long Aotian sent a text message to Ichinose.

The content: You can transfer the ten million points back to me now.

This was also the promise made during the previous incident where Ichinose was confessed to: "Besides, I've let you help me once, so we're even."

Long Aotian couldn't afford to leave himself with zero points, and as a class leader, Ichinose was the best place to store them.

From the original sixty-plus million points down to ten million now.

It didn't matter. Having that many points was inherently dangerous; now, it was just a reasonable way to distribute them.

He shook his head lightly, then stepped forward, continuing on his way, his silhouette appearing both relaxed and confident.

Ding-dong~

The doorbell rang once again~

The door creaked open~

"You're back!"

A smile as brilliant as spring flowers bloomed on Sakura's face. Her voice carried an irrepressible joy and excitement as she called out sweetly.

"Yeah, I'm back."

Long Aotian slowly reached out, his fingertips gently brushing Sakura's familiar, warm cheek.