The Evil Prince - Invasion of Japan 172-180

Chapter 172 Fighting? I'm not going.
"Hey everyone, come out quickly! Those guys from Class 8 are fighting with Lin Feng and his friends from our class! Everyone, go help them!" Rarely, just as I woke up, a voice shouted at the classroom door, addressing the students. While Class 7 wasn't the best class in Dongfang Academy, it was undoubtedly the most united. Unlike other classes where commoner and aristocratic students were constantly at odds, they helped each other and were very united.
However, because of this, Class 7 was basically isolated, as they refused to join either side.
"What happened?" The class monitor stood up and anxiously asked the boy standing at the door. Not only his classmates, but almost everyone dropped what they were doing and stood up.
"Chen Qianqian was watching a basketball game on the playground. Zhang Yang from Class 8 was harassing her, and Lin Feng and the others couldn't stand it, so they started fighting with them. I just saw someone from Zhang Yang's group calling for backup. Let's hurry, or Lin Feng and the others will definitely get hurt," the boy said anxiously. His red basketball jersey was soaked with sweat, indicating that he hadn't even taken the elevator and had probably run all the way up.
"Damn it, those bastards in Class 8 think we're easy to bully! Let's go... all you men, come with me!" the class monitor yelled, then rushed out first. Lin Feng was the class's sports representative. He was decent-looking, though not nearly as good as me, but still a handsome guy. He was also a good student, enthusiastic, from a wealthy family, and incredibly handsome—practically every girl's dream prince. Rumor had it that hundreds of girls had pursued him; before I came here, he was supposedly one of the four most popular princes of Dongfang Academy. But in my opinion, he had one flaw: he was petty. Although he acted very generous, you could tell from his eyes that he wasn't as generous as he appeared, at least not towards me. I could clearly feel his hostility. We'd never even interacted; why was he looking at me like that? Everyone knew the answer.
As for the other three, I had no idea. I didn't know them, and I wasn't usually so nosy as to pry into such things. I'd rather sleep.
The class monitor's shout stirred up a storm, and everyone was furious. Not only the boys, but even the girls were fuming. No one stopped the boys; instead, they urged them to help.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." A group of boys stood up and stormed out. Looking at these agitated kids, I couldn't be bothered with them. I lay back down on my desk, ready for a good nap. What a joke! Their fight is none of my business; I don't even know them.
"Li Tianxie, are you even a man? If you are, stand up and come with us! How can someone so tall and strong be such a coward? They've bullied us! We girls are going to get ready, and you're still sleeping!!! Come with us..." After watching the group of boys leave, I continued to sleep on the table. But things didn't seem to end there. A group of girls were also discussing going down, but unfortunately, one of the tomboyish, tigress-like girls in the class saw me sleeping and immediately walked up to me angrily, saying something to me. Not only her, but several other girls seemed angry too. The twenty-odd girls left in the class all looked at me.
"No, I want to sleep." After lifting my eyelids, I said listlessly, then turned my head away and continued sleeping.
However, they didn't look down on me at this time, because many people had gotten to know me well over the past week or so. Everyone knew what kind of person I was. When I'm sleeping, even if the King of Heaven himself came, I wouldn't pay any attention to him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the reputation of being the God of Sleep. They also knew that I was very aloof and generally had very indifferent relationships with people. At most, I was just an acquaintance of the entire class. But even though they understood, it was unacceptable for such a united group as Class 7.
"If you keep sleeping... I'll make you sleep... If you keep sleeping, I'll flip your table and pour a bucket of water on you." That tomboy's name was Zhou Chen, a typical man's name, with masculine clothes and a masculine personality. Aside from his female body, he was practically indistinguishable from a man, even more so. He was incredibly outgoing, and although we weren't very close, he was probably the person I interacted with the most. And I was certain Zhou Chen was a very good person—innocent, generous, loyal, and with a strong sense of male chauvinism and justice. He was also good-looking, just a bit of a tomboy, which was a headache. Someone like that would be the best friend, but the worst lover. Any man who married him would be incredibly unlucky.
Helplessly, I was eventually dragged downstairs by a group of girls. Even though I wanted to go back to sleep and didn't want to get involved in those guys' nonsense, Zhou Chen's antics left me with no choice but to reluctantly be dragged downstairs.
When I arrived at the indoor basketball court downstairs with a bunch of chattering girls from my class, the basketball court in the school's backyard was already packed with people. However, it seemed our class wasn't in a good position. A typical class at Dongfang Academy has forty-five students: twenty boys and twenty-five girls. All the boys except me were already standing in the center of the basketball court.
Dongfang Academy places great emphasis on sports, with a soccer field, tennis court, sports field, running track, etc. There's also an indoor basketball court, and the basketball club has four outdoor courts. I was standing with about twenty girls at the entrance of the basketball club.
Inside, our dozen or so boys were completely surrounded by at least fifty or sixty people, blocked in the middle.
"What should we do? There are so many of them, Lin Feng and his friends are going to get hurt... Should we tell the teacher?" Seeing this situation, one girl exclaimed excitedly, her face filled with worry, her eyes brimming with tears.
Not only her, but a group of girls around her were also like that. Three women make a drama, but what about twenty-odd women? The chatter was incredibly annoying at this point. Not only could I not stand it, but Zhou Chen, who was also a big sister figure—not the kind of thug, but… she had a lot of authority among the girls. With her somewhat tomboyish personality, she immediately yelled, “Alright, stop yelling! Li Tianxie, you’re the only man here, what do you suggest?”
“What do we do? Let them beat us up. They won’t die, they’ll just get hurt a little. It’s not like they’ll lose a piece of flesh. A little beating is good for your health…” I lazily glanced at the group of people on the basketball court who were about to start a fight, and Chen Qianqian and two other girls standing in the center of our group of classmates. I found a place to sit down and said.
“You…you’re infuriating! You bastard…we’re classmates, if we get beaten up, you should come along too!” Zhou Chen said angrily, then pulled me down the court. Of course, I didn’t resist; after all, if I did, these women definitely couldn’t pull me away.
So, poor me, I was pushed and shoved through the door by a group of girls. A bunch of girls, singing and dancing, all in matching white school uniforms and pink plaid miniskirts, looked incredibly beautiful. Especially a few of them who were quite pretty, attracting a lot of attention. I, however, became the center of attention, practically carried over by about twenty girls.
"He's from our Class 7 too. If you want to fight, fight them all! None of us in Class 7 are afraid of anyone," Zhou Chen said rudely, pushing me forward. He then stood there angrily with his hands on his hips, showing no intention of leaving.
"Alright, since you're all here, I'm sending you all to the hospital today. None of you are going anywhere. Women, get out of my way. I, Zhang Yang, don't hit women, but you'd better not mess with me, or I'll sell you all." A guy who looked like a gangster stepped forward. He was over 1.7 meters tall, with dyed green hair and an earring in his nose. He looked at us and spoke disdainfully to Zhou Chen. He waved his hand, and two men beside him came over, trying to pull me towards Lin Feng and his group.
"Hey, hey, hey... what are you doing? What does their fight have to do with me? Don't pull me, I have nothing to do with them." I said lazily as they approached, turning to leave. I didn't want to play along with them, but unfortunately, it seemed someone didn't want to give me face; they wouldn't let me leave even if I wanted to.
Amidst the disdainful gazes of the crowd, I was about to leave when four lads immediately blocked my way. They stared at me with wicked grins and said, "Hehe... kid, you think you can just leave like that? Not so easy. You're not giving us any face. Even though you and Lin Feng aren't on the same side, you're still from Class 7. Lin Feng messed with us, and since Class 7 has taken responsibility, you should join in. Don't worry, we won't hit you too hard. Hahaha..."

Chapter 173 Slam Dunk (Part 1)
These lads are really freaks. I haven't even bothered them, and they still come looking for me? Do you really expect me to beat them up? But if my heartless dad finds out, won't he kill me? But... these lads are so shameless, it would be a real shame not to beat them up.
"Crunch, crunch, crunch." Just then, a crisp sound rang out in the basketball court, the kind of sound only made by chewing. The owner of the sound was a fat guy, also wearing a school uniform, but his size was truly enormous—no, not just enormous, but enormous. He was over 1.8 meters tall and weighed about 200 pounds. At that moment, he was carrying a large bag of potato chips and leading seven or eight people in.
"Zhang Yang... are you bullying people again? Honestly, always bullying these elementary school kids, is that fun?" The fat guy said loudly to us while sitting there eating, then glanced disdainfully at Zhang Yang, who was standing in the center.
"Boss Liu, sorry, sorry, I think we should just let this go. I really didn't know they knew you." Zhang Yang's expression changed immediately when he saw the fat guy in the distance, and he said obsequiously, then tried to leave.
"Seriously, did I say we knew them? Go ahead and fight if you want. But I like basketball, as you know, and I want to watch a game right now. But the school doesn't have a TV, and this is the basketball court. Why don't you guys play a game? If Class 7 wins, then you can call it even. I guarantee no one will dare touch you. If Zhang Yang wins, I think Chen Qianqian can be his girlfriend, and you guys can all be his lackeys. How about that?" The fat guy called Boss Liu said to us while eating. Damn
, this fat guy is a monster. He really thinks he's the boss. It's so hard being an ordinary person. Tomorrow I'll have the Ice Mirror Society send someone to develop a small gang here. Otherwise, I'll be in so much trouble if something like this happens. Anyway, even if the Green Gang members are unhappy about setting up a branch, they won't do anything. It'll be much easier if something like this happens.
"Okay," Zhang Yang said. He was incredibly excited about this result. He had been lusting after Chen Qianqian for a long time; otherwise, he wouldn't have flirted with her. After all, Chen Qianqian was the undisputed school beauty of Dongfang Academy.
"I agree." Chen Qianqian, though still cold and arrogant, said this after glancing at the people surrounding her.
"Can I not participate? I want to sleep," I said, extremely annoyed.
"No..." Before the fat guy could speak, Zhou Chen spoke up. At this moment, her eyes were practically spitting fire as she looked at me. My behavior had undoubtedly angered her, and she said angrily, after all, it was a waste for someone over 1.8 meters tall not to play basketball.
"Hehe, well, let me think... I think you guys should draw lots. Whoever draws the lot goes to play..." The fat guy looked at me mockingly, but I saw a barely perceptible hint of doubt and confusion flash in his eyes when he saw me. And I felt like I'd seen his face somewhere before, but I couldn't remember where.
I could only shrug helplessly. Fine, let them play. Winning or losing doesn't matter to me anyway. Sometimes things just happen by chance. I didn't want to participate, but I still ended up drawing the lots. Reluctantly, I had to join them in the match.
"Can you play ball?" Zhou Chen asked, walking up to me after seeing the result.
"No," I replied bluntly, sitting down.
"You, honestly, how can you be so unsociable? Don't you know that this will make everyone distance themselves from you? Seriously, a lot of people were unhappy with you just now. If you don't put in some effort, I wonder how you'll stay in this class in the future." Zhou Chen pulled me aside, angrily saying.
"If I can't survive, so be it. I'm too lazy to pay attention to them," I said nonchalantly.
"Li Tianxie, do you even consider me a friend? If you want to consider me a friend, then go and have a good match with them. If you really don't want to, I'll go talk to Liu Guowei myself, and I'll play with them... From now on, let's pretend we don't know each other." Zhou Chen said angrily.
Hearing this, I glanced at Zhou Chen standing in front of me and said impatiently, "Alright, alright, I'll go, okay? Seriously, what's with the anger!"
To be honest, Zhou Chen is a really good person. Although I just arrived, she's probably the person I know best. Honestly, she's the best candidate for a good friend. I don't make friends easily, but Zhou Chen is someone I can consider, which is why I agreed. If it were someone else, I wouldn't even acknowledge them.
"Can you play ball?" After I came up, Lin Feng and the others looked at me with disdain. However, they all seemed afraid of Liu Guowei, so although they were unwilling, they didn't dare to say much, but instead vented their anger on me.
"I can play a little," I said indifferently, then ignored Lin Feng and the others, just standing there calmly, watching them do their warm-up exercises. I was almost falling asleep watching them. "
Then be careful later. It's okay if you can't play, but don't cause trouble for us. You can stand to the side later," Lin Feng said after glancing at me indifferently.
"One, two, three, start..." Liu Guowei, sitting in the middle, was eating while acting as referee on a bench. He addressed us in his uniquely deep and honest voice, with two people holding his things and a man holding a small electric fan for him. He looked quite content.
At Liu Guowei's command, both sides launched their attacks. Lin Feng and his teammates were quite skilled, but Zhang Yang and his team were clearly no slouch either. One of them attempted a lob pass, which was blocked, but he stole the ball and passed it around, charging towards the distant basket.
A guy from our class, about 1.7 meters tall, reached out to grab Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang was too fast for him to stop. Lin Feng tried to intervene, but was fooled by a fake move and passed the ball back. One of Zhang Yang's teammates caught the ball and immediately shot it in.
"Oh oh oh oh..." Upon seeing this, the people on the other side immediately cheered with joy. In contrast, our side was not so happy. Everyone's morale was extremely low, and everyone had their heads down. The girls even hugged their arms tightly and looked at the court with anxious expressions.
There was a clear disparity in skill level. Our team, in my opinion, was utterly amateurish. Even Lin Feng, the sports committee member, was only third-rate; they couldn't compare to Zhang Yang's team at all. Zhang Yang's team was clearly very experienced.
As for me, I sat on the court watching their game, completely still, almost asleep, watching them play what I considered utterly garbage, riddled with errors. It was like watching a movie. At first, some people paid attention to me, but later, no one even bothered to defend me; almost everyone ignored me.
Then another fifteen minutes passed, and we had only scored two goals, while they had scored countless. The score was 80-6 after fifteen minutes. Such a score was truly embarrassing.
"Hmph, if it weren't for you, we would have won long ago," Lin Feng said angrily as he walked over to me, clearly frustrated by the loss but with nowhere to vent his anger.
"Idiot, I told you I can't fight. You're a piece of trash, yet you come looking for trouble. I used to think you were just trash, but now you're just an idiot and trash. I can't be bothered with you." I retorted without any politeness, and didn't lower my voice at all. Everyone in the hall could hear me clearly, and they all
looked in our direction. Although I wanted to be low-key, I didn't mean to be a coward. If someone provoked me, I wouldn't just tolerate it for no reason, so I didn't give Lin Feng any face. Hearing my words, Lin Feng glared at me angrily, pointing at me as if he was about to attack. His face turned red and white, and he kept glancing at Liu Guowei beside him, as if afraid that he would be punished by Liu Guowei if he made a move.
"Fool." I rolled my eyes at Lin Feng and walked away lazily, ignoring this self-righteous, impulsive, and cowardly fool. Saying another word to him would be an insult to myself.
"Li Tianxie, you stop right there... I'm not done with you... Say that again if you dare!" Lin Feng said angrily to me, making a move to hit me. However, several people immediately grabbed Lin Feng, preventing him from coming closer. At this moment, Lin Feng looked incredibly arrogant and shouted at me angrily.
Perhaps in his eyes, I was just a coward who dared not provoke him. After all, my behavior just now gave that impression. But I think people who think that are not smart. Only fools would think that way. Anyone with eyes can see that I was just too lazy to help them, like Zhou Chen.
"I said you're an idiot... Shut up, moron. We're playing ball, don't embarrass yourself here." I rolled my eyes at him and said.
"I'm not playing anymore. If you're so capable, go play by yourself. If I'm not capable, then you go play. I want to see how you win." Lin Feng shouted angrily at me. This guy really thinks nothing can be accomplished without him.

Chapter 174 Slam Dunk (Part 2)
"Lin Feng, don't be angry... Li Tianxie didn't do it on purpose, he didn't mean it. And even if you're angry, don't stop playing. You're the best player in our class right now. If you don't play, we'll have even less hope. Don't be discouraged. It's only been 15 minutes. Although we're far behind, I think you can definitely catch up. Even if you don't care about anything else, think about Qianqian. She agreed to the bet because she trusted you. Do you really want her to be Zhang Yang's girlfriend? Don't you know what kind of person Zhang Yang is?" As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, Zhou Chen, the good-natured guy, immediately ran over and pulled Lin Feng aside. In fact, Zhou Chen was undoubtedly the most popular. He was kind to everyone, a typical good-natured guy, and very loyal. Of course, he was also very clear about his likes and dislikes at times.
"Fine... let me continue playing, but he has to apologize to me and get off the court." Lin Feng was still furious after hearing this. He glanced at Zhou Chen, but when Zhou Chen mentioned Chen Qianqian, Lin Feng unconsciously looked at Chen Qianqian, who was still sitting there with an icy expression, before speaking to Zhou Chen.
"Okay, okay, wait a minute." Zhou Chen immediately agreed and prepared to persuade me to apologize.
"Thwack." I picked up the basketball, dribbled it around, and tested the feel. After dribbling a few times, I strolled over to Lin Feng. After a surprised look from him, I rolled my eyes at him and said indifferently, "Idiot."
Ignoring Lin Feng, whose face had completely darkened, and Zhou Chen, who looked anxious, I dribbled to the center of the court, beckoned to Zhang Yang and the other five in front of me, and said something that made everyone in the court feel incredulous.
"Come on, all of you. I'll play with you all by myself."
Undoubtedly, when I said this, everyone in the room, including the cold Chen Qianqian and Liu Guowei who had been eating with a smile on his face, froze. It was as if they had heard something unbelievable. After a moment of stunned silence, a murmur of discussion erupted, and even a few soft laughs could be heard. After all, my performance just now was undeniable; the word "trash" couldn't even fully describe it. So, it was only natural that people found it unbelievable that I would suddenly say something like this.
Actually, I'm not bragging. Two years ago, during the last four months of "Heavenly Killer," I was sent to New York to assassinate the president of a large conglomerate and his illegitimate son. Unfortunately, he was a member of the Skull and Bones Society, an extreme American nationalist. His protective forces prevented me from acting rashly, so I spent four months in New York scouting the area, familiarizing myself with the environment, and then slowly infiltrating his illegitimate son's circle before finally killing them both.
Unfortunately, his illegitimate son was a die-hard basketball fan and a streetball prodigy. So, to get closer to him, I honed my basketball skills relentlessly. Two years ago, nobody at Rucker Park in New York knew my name—"Wuchang," the greatest basketball king in Rucker Park's history. Back then, with my superhuman physical strength, sharp reflexes, and precise calculations, I quickly mastered basketball and streetball, defeating all the streetball masters at Rucker Park in a short time. Even NBA All-Stars came specifically to play against me, but without exception, I defeated them all. In
just four months, I went from an unknown nobody, someone who had never even touched a basketball, to the invincible king of Rucker Park, defeating everyone who challenged me. In the end, nobody in Rucker Park dared to play against me, or rather, nobody in the entire United States dared to play against me. I could easily outmaneuver NBA All-Stars, even if they were outnumbered five to one.
In the end, nobody in the NBA or streetball scene wanted to play for me anymore because it was too humiliating. In games where we were down 1-5, I could lead by at least 100 points every game. This deeply wounded the pride of those All-Star players, those glamorous basketball stars, and those arrogant streetball masters. So that year, I won the title of American Streetball King without any competition, leaving my name on the Rucker Park basketball court. And it was at the peak of my basketball career that I retired from the basketball world, because my mission was accomplished, and I disappeared.
However, even now, in America, everyone who plays basketball knows me from two years ago. In America, people call me "Vaniable," which translates to "unpredictable" or "unpredictable." Of course, some also call me "God of Death." Americans don't like calling me "Vaniable"; they prefer "God of Death," meaning that anyone who plays basketball will suffer a terrible fate at my hands, with absolutely no chance of survival. Meeting me is certain death.
Although I haven't played golf for two years and my skills are a bit rusty, I'm still more than capable of dealing with these people. Not to mention me, any of the owners of Rucker Park could easily beat Zhang Yang and his bunch of mediocre golfers to a pulp.
"Li Tianxie... what's wrong with you? Didn't you say you can't play basketball? What are you trying to prove now? Losing will not only embarrass you, but it will also hurt Chen Qianqian... Don't be impulsive. Listen to me, go back and apologize to Lin Feng and let him play. Right now, Lin Feng is the only one with decent skills. If he doesn't play, we really have no hope. I'm begging you, stop messing around." Before I could say anything more, Zhou Chen immediately ran to my side, grabbed my hand, and whispered to me.
"What? Don't you believe me? Although I can't play basketball, I'm more than capable of dealing with these guys. If you don't believe me, let's try... I'm just asking if you believe me. If you say no, then I'll listen to you. If you say yes, I promise you won't regret it." A wicked smile appeared on my lips as I asked Zhou Chen in a slightly teasing tone.
I was unusually energetic at that moment. Actually, I really love basketball, but unfortunately, it's lonely for a master. Without opponents, I really didn't want to touch it anymore. But since someone was looking for trouble and had stirred up my desire to beat them to a
pulp, I wouldn't hold back. Zhou Chen was stunned by my words, staring at me speechlessly for a long time, his expression constantly changing. Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind, nodded at me, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Okay, I believe you."
"Hehe, you bet right. Well, just you wait and see." I smiled slightly and then ignored Zhou Chen, turning to Zhang Yang and his team opposite me, waiting for their reply.
"Hahahaha... That's hilarious. You said you'd challenge me... That's really funny... Okay, I'll give you a chance. Haha, come on, kid, let me see how good you are." Zhang Yang laughed heartily and said to me, as if he had discovered something unbelievable, speaking to me with great mockery.
"Stop talking nonsense, come on..." I said disdainfully to Zhang Yang in front of me, then beckoned to them with my finger and made a contemptuous gesture before tossing the basketball high into the air. A burly man, over 1.9 meters tall, wearing a bright red basketball jersey, stood there looking up at the sky, ready to fight me for the ball. Unfortunately, this seemingly impressively tall and strong guy was all show and no substance. I deliberately waited until he jumped before I jumped myself, but I still managed to grab the ball from almost a meter above me. In fact, not only him, but even NBA centers who are 2.2 meters tall can't beat me, let alone them.
After snatching the ball, I gave them no chance to react, and with a light toss, I launched a super-long three-pointer across the midcourt with an incredibly cool move.
With a "whoosh," the basketball flew from my hands, and everyone's eyes were fixed on it. Although the moment was so short, it felt incredibly long to everyone. Many were certain the ball wouldn't go in, but the unexpected still happened. With a "thud," the basketball made a perfect impact with the backboard and then went into the hoop.
Almost everyone was in disbelief, unconsciously rubbing their eyes and looking at everything... truly unable to believe it was real. Because such an angle, such a shot, such a three-pointer was almost impossible; no one had ever done it before. Yes... no one had ever done it before... but it had truly happened before their eyes, leaving them no choice but to believe it.
"Oh my god, Qianqian, am I hallucinating?... Oh my god, he actually did that! He's amazing! Didn't this kid say he couldn't play basketball? How come he's playing so well? Qianqian, you're a basketball fanatic, tell me, how well did this kid play? It feels so fake..." Zhou Chen, sitting there, reacted after witnessing this scene, muttering to himself as he spoke to Chen Qianqian beside him.
Chen Qianqian simply gave a soft "Mmm," but Zhou Chen didn't pay any attention, as he was also focused on watching the game. Almost no one noticed that Chen Qianqian's expression was somewhat abnormal; she was looking at me with extremely complex emotions, her face contorted. The feeling was indescribable—excitement, fervor, emotion, disbelief—a complex mix of emotions, completely devoid of her former arrogance and coldness.

Chapter 175 Slam Dunk (Part 2)
"It's fake…it must be fake. Pinch me, see if I'm dreaming." Lin Feng was stunned by the sight, staring at me with disbelief, then blankly said to his companion beside him.
Lin Feng's companion, Teacher Dao, didn't hesitate to pinch Lin Feng's shoulder hard. Lin Feng winced in pain, tears welling in his eyes. He glared angrily at his companion, then looked at me to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He glanced at me jealously again and said to his group of friends, "I'm sure that kid just got lucky, absolutely lucky. You won't believe me... I bet he won't make a second one."
"Smack!" Just as Lin Feng finished speaking, another ball swished through the net. Actually, it wasn't just Lin Feng who thought this; Zhang Yang and the others thought the same thing, believing I was just lucky. However, there were five of them. Although after their initial surprise, they immediately surrounded me. But after they had me completely covered, I leaped high and made a beautiful mid-air shot. The basketball flew into the net again—a beautiful three-pointer, a slap in the face to Lin Feng.
I heard Lin Feng's words clearly, and not only me, but everyone around me heard them too. After the basketball went through the net, I walked past Lin Feng without hesitation, giving him a disdainful look and saying, "Idiot."
Although my voice wasn't loud, everyone around me could hear it clearly. The people on our side were a little better; their dissatisfaction with me had completely disappeared. As for Lin Feng's behavior, they just gave him a disdainful look and said nothing more. The arrogant guys over there were a bit dumbfounded, but they still smiled. However, the one who showed the least respect was Liu Guowei, the fat Liu. Liu Guowei and his burly subordinates laughed loudly without any regard for others, even stopping eating. They laughed so hard that they were doubled over. When he laughed, the bench he was sitting on kept creaking and groaning, making it seem like the bench was about to give way to his enormous size.
Undoubtedly, Liu Guowei's behavior made Lin Feng feel extremely embarrassed, his face turning red and then pale. However, he didn't dare to look at Liu Guowei even once, only casting his hateful gaze at me.
At this moment, I completely ignored this guy. After all, he was watching me from behind, making it difficult for me to notice. And even if I did notice... I wouldn't do anything to him. Being hated is actually a kind of pleasure, especially by an enemy who can never pose any threat to you in your life. It still feels good, giving you a perverse pleasure, like a cat playing with a mouse. You can play with him to your heart's content, while he can do nothing but glare at you with hatred, suffering the torment of his own inner pain every day. That's the most painful thing.
After the first two times, Zhang Yang and the others finally began to take me seriously. Once could be a coincidence, twice could also be a coincidence, but such a coincidence was too much, especially the one just now. They couldn't even imagine such a coincidence. So the only explanation is that I have real skills, and they are the kind of real skills that are abnormally high.
"Tianxie, come on! Tianxie, come on!" Zhou Chen cheered from the sidelines, encouraging me. I just smiled slightly and went to my position. Zhang Yang and his team, on the other hand, were clearly divided into five different positions, preparing to attack me. Their positions looked clever and well-organized. They coordinated and passed the ball to each other, quickly attacking my side. I bet if Lin Feng and his team had faced this kind of formation, they would have been completely finished. Lin Feng and his team were only third-rate amateurs, with no coordination whatsoever; they were just playing randomly. Zhang Yang and his team, however, were practically professionals, albeit in a low-level way. All their movements seemed clever and well-coordinated, as if they had been carefully designed. In reality, they were just imitating NBA moves, but they couldn't do it to that level, so they made some modifications, resulting in a rather awkward and disjointed attack.
Whether it's speed, passing, or dribbling, every move is full of flaws. I almost didn't want to play with them anymore. Don't even mention them, I could easily outmaneuver an NBA All-Star team, let alone Zhang Yang and his bunch of losers.
I let Zhang Yang and his team pass me, and then, just when they thought they were about to score, one of them suddenly appeared in front of the big man, jumped over him with a defiant glare, smiled slightly, and then slammed the ball into his hands with a resounding block. He then stole the ball and drove through Zhang Yang's defense. On the court,
I started playing a game of cat and mouse with them, dribbling up to them, using fakes, and then, when they were exhausted, throwing the ball back for them to grab, before hooking it back and bringing them to the ground.
I played around with those players for ages, completely disregarding the rules. Since I had no teammates, it was just me playing with them, so it wasn't considered a foul. The ball was in my hands the whole time, and I took down four of them without them even touching it. They were basically tricked by my fakes a few times before falling to the ground. I dribbled
like a ghost towards Zhang Yang, smiled slightly, and said, "Get ready."
Then, to everyone's surprise, I passed the ball to Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, then, instead of trying to play one-on-one with me, he quickly passed the ball. He did have some team spirit and athleticism, but unfortunately for him, I had already planned everything. Before Zhang Yang could even pass, I was already beside him, hooking the ball away. Then, I used a few fakes around myself, knocking Zhang Yang to the ground as well, and then gently tossed it in. "Thwack!" The basketball swished through the net—another three-pointer.
"Heh, trash." I smiled slightly, walked past Zhang Yang, and chuckled as I said to him, "There's nothing I can do. Although I'm keeping a low profile now, I still have a vengeful nature, and I can't change it. My dad just wanted me to be an ordinary person, not to act like a coward, so there's no need to be so obedient. Ordinary people have their own ways of solving problems."
After hearing my words, Zhang Yang clenched his fist, angrily slammed it into the ground, and then got up again with a determined look in his eyes. He saw me and his teammates standing in front of him, blocking me completely, as if they were determined to fight me to the end. However, this time they were all on defense, trying to prevent me from scoring. After all, even though I was the only one on our side, it was still a game, so as long as they persisted, they would still be the victors.
But was their persistence meaningful? The answer was obviously no.
"Hehe, how about we play defensive tactics? Okay, this time we'll play dunking." I dribbled slowly to their side, looked at the five nervous guys in front of me, and said with a smile. Before they could react, I quickly passed the two in front of me and jumped up. I was at least three meters away from the basketball hoop, but I jumped up at that point. At the same time, not only me, but Zhang Yang and the other two also jumped up at the same time, blocking me from different positions. Of course, they weren't trying to prevent me from dunking, because in their minds, that distance was absolutely impossible.
Unfortunately, they were wrong… terribly wrong. This distance wasn't a problem for me; it was incredibly easy. Of course, I didn't use any internal energy; I relied purely on my powerful physique. Speaking of physique, even the werewolf elders couldn't compare to me. If anyone could surpass me, it would only be the werewolf king, a figure who could withstand missiles and fight against grandmasters with sheer physical strength. Unfortunately, the werewolf king last appeared 1800 years ago during the Roman Empire. So, purely in terms of physical strength, I could be considered the strongest in the world.
I spun twice in the air, performing a 720-degree rotation, followed by a backflip. A series of perfect movements were completed quickly in the air, and I soared above Zhang Yang and the others, dunking the ball while everyone was completely stunned.
With a "thud," I landed on the rim, powerfully slamming the basketball into the hoop, then jumped down, watching the basketball hoop wobble a few times before gradually stabilizing.
"Thump...thump...thump..." The basketball bounced repeatedly on the wooden court after landing, but no one paid any attention to it. All eyes were fixed on me. This feeling was familiar; it was the same two years ago at Rucker Park in New York. I enjoyed this kind of attention every day, as if I were the center of the world, with everyone's eyes on me, as if I were a god on the basketball court, ruling everything.

Chapter 176 God of Death Reappears
This feeling was really good. It had been a long time since I'd experienced anything like this. It made me feel like I was back at the bustling Rucker Park in New York two years ago. That fervent street basketball was unforgettable. But sadly, I probably wouldn't have that opportunity again.
"Li Tianxie, I love you... Li Tianxie... I love you..." After a moment of distraction, a deafening cheer erupted from our side. For the girls in our class, as long as I was good enough to beat those guys, that was enough. So they cheered excitedly, a group of girls standing shoulder to shoulder, shouting at me in unison, their voices clear and crisp, yet with a unique charm that stirred the imagination.
I rarely showed a smile at their reaction, a slightly wicked smile that made many girls blush.
"What, want to play again?" After looking at them, I smiled and made my habitual basketball hand gesture at Zhang Yang, then asked him. I used to unconsciously use this gesture when I defeated someone—a hooked index finger—it had almost become my signature move. Although it's been a long time, I still can't help but use it every time I play basketball.
"God of Death...you are God of Death." Before Zhang Yang could answer, Chen Qianqian stood up excitedly and said to me. Completely devoid of her usual aloof beauty, her haughtiness and indifference vanished, replaced by an expression of unparalleled excitement—an expression that defies description, a kind of frenzy, as if something precious, thought lost forever, had suddenly reappeared before her.
Chen Qianqian spoke standard American English with a pure New York accent. I bet she had lived in New York, otherwise she wouldn't have such a perfect New York accent. If she had lived in New York, it wouldn't be surprising that she knew the name God of Death. However, judging from her appearance, she didn't seem like the kind of girl who hung out in Locke Park…
"Could she have been a delinquent before?" I thought maliciously.
Chen Qianqian's words clearly left those around her bewildered. The term "god of death" wasn't unfamiliar to them; many understood the English word "death." Yet, they were still confused. How had she become the god of death?
You see, although she was incredibly famous in the US—every basketball player knew her—anyone who liked basketball might not know Jordan or Chamberlain, but they absolutely couldn't not know her. Of course, this only applied to industry professionals and a few basketball enthusiasts. Street basketball isn't like NBA stars; she wasn't in the newspapers or on TV every day. Few people across the ocean in China knew her, and almost no one here knew her name, not even those in the industry, except for a few super-obsessive basketball fanatics.
Obviously, none of the people present were... except perhaps one person... because Liu Guowei, upon hearing the name "God of Death," involuntarily shuddered, then stopped shouting, stood up, and looked at me with a hint of understanding and realization in his eyes, but even more so with a touch of fanaticism. It seemed he truly was a basketball fanatic. But I was curious, how could someone of his physique like basketball?
"What God of Death? I think you've got it wrong. I'm not God of Death, the Grim Reaper... How could I possibly be the Grim Reaper? Chen Qianqian, I think you've mistaken me for someone else, or perhaps you've been frightened by those people? Go back and check on them." I immediately pretended to be confused and said to Chen Qianqian. Damn... what a joke! If people knew my name, how could I ever act like a normal person again? I think those masochists in the NBA would all fly over here so I could torture them before they'd be satisfied.
That's how those jerks are. Every time I beat them up, they disappear for a while, refusing to play with me no matter what I say. But once I stop bothering them, they come running back in two weeks at most, begging and begging me to beat them up.
I bet if they knew I was in China, I can't say for sure, but all the NBA stars would charter a plane to come and play against me, and then get beaten up by me. What does it mean if they all came? I bet the newspapers, the movies, the TV, and the paparazzi would be chasing me like crazy. My entire family history would be investigated, and I wouldn't be able to live the life of an ordinary person anymore…
I believe those guys would definitely do that… So, I'd rather die than admit it.
"God of Death, don't deny it. Although I haven't seen you up close, I've been to every game you played at Rucker Park. Your basketball moves, personality, demeanor, and that final gesture are exactly like God of Death. Don't tell me you're not God of Death, I won't believe you." Chen Qianqian seemed determined not to give up, excitedly pulling me along. I really don't know how this usually icy beauty could be like this? He was acting like a lunatic, incredibly excited.
The people around him, however, had no idea what was going on, didn't know anything about Locke Park, and immediately assumed we were having an affair. For one thing, the girls around me were all giving me suggestive looks, including Zhou Chen, while the boys' eyes were filled with lewdness and suspicion. Zhang Yang, on the other hand, had an "I see" look on his face. Lin Feng, meanwhile, was clenching his fists, his face ashen, glaring at me. I think if Liu Guowei had told him he could beat me up, he would have definitely rushed over and given me a good beating right now.
Ugh, if people found out I was having an affair with her, wouldn't I be in endless trouble? "No way! Peaceful days are quite comfortable enough; I don't want trouble." So I immediately said to Chen Qianqian, "You've really mistaken me for someone else."
Then I turned to Zhang Yang and the others and lazily said, "That's it for today. You had no chance of winning anyway, so it's a draw. I'm not fighting you anymore. Let's call it even. I'm leaving."
With that, I swaggered out, completely ignoring the fascinating looks from the people behind me.
"God of Death, God of Death, wait for me… I have something to say…"
Chen Qianqian still wouldn't let go, firmly believing I was God of Death, excitedly calling after me as she ran out.
The people around me wanted to follow, but Liu Guowei, who had been watching me leave, suddenly spoke up, yelling at the group of guys who wanted to go out with me: "What are you doing? Didn't you see the young couple chatting? What are you doing, meddling? You'll all sit here for ten minutes before you go out."
After saying that, Liu Guowei continued to sit down and eat, but he didn't leave. Instead, he watched me and Chen Qianqian disappear into the distance with a hint of fanaticism and a smile.
If it were anyone else, controlling this group would definitely not be easy. After all, there were quite a few rich and powerful people in Dongfang Academy, and no one was willing to submit to anyone else. For example, Zhang Yang and Lin Feng were both among the Four Prince Charmings. Of course, their backgrounds were different, but generally speaking, they were members of high society in Shanghai.
If it were anyone else, they would have completely ignored them. However, they couldn't ignore Liu Guowei, because his uncle, Liu Mingtang, was the Party Secretary of Shanghai, and his father, Liu Mingjun, was the chairman of Weiguo Group, one of China's top ten enterprises. The two were practically all-powerful in Shanghai, making Liu Guowei the son of a local tyrant—in modern terms, the head of Shanghai's princeling faction. Within the Oriental Academy, Liu Guowei was practically invincible; no one, whether commoner or from high society, dared to provoke him. He was extremely domineering and his word was law.
Therefore, although they were unwilling, they still stood there obediently, looking at each other and waiting for over ten minutes.
Outside, Chen Qianqian was still following me. When I left the basketball club and came to an open space, I found no one around. Chen Qianqian was still following behind me, constantly calling out, "God of Death, God of Death... Listen to me..."
"Okay, Chen Qianqian, I give up. I admit I am God of Death, okay? It's so frustrating. I don't play basketball anymore, so please stop calling me by that name. It'll cause me trouble if people hear it." I said to Chen Qianqian with genuine helplessness and impatience.
Chen Qianqian was stunned after hearing my words. She stared at me for a long time without speaking, tears streaming down her face as she cried. Though she didn't make a sound, the tears flowed like a fountain, leaving me completely bewildered. Looking at Chen Qianqian, she didn't seem that sad; in fact, her eyes seemed quite happy, perhaps even excited. This made me incredibly frustrated, unsure of what to say. To be honest, I had been very proper during those months in America. Because I had to complete my mission, and as an assassin, I couldn't develop feelings for anyone, I had always maintained restraint. I hadn't even spoken to a woman except during missions. I couldn't think of any connection between Chen Qianqian and me, because I didn't even know her.
But looking at her, it was like a girl who had lost her lover had found him again… Ugh… Could it be that some bastard had used my name to… well, you know? And now she's blaming me? Although the idea was a bit wicked, it didn't seem impossible... Anything could happen these days, nothing was surprising...

Chapter 177 A Trace of the Past
"Um...excuse me, did we know each other before?" With a wicked thought in mind, I tentatively asked Chen Qianqian, who was standing before me with tears streaming down her face. I carefully observed her expression, afraid she might do something rash. If anything seemed amiss, I would definitely run away immediately.
"Yes...of course we know each other..." Chen Qianqian said excitedly, but then her expression turned somewhat somber as she added, "However, I know you, but you don't know me..."
"Um... can you tell me what happened?" Hearing Chen Qianqian's words, I asked her, puzzled. To be honest, I was quite surprised because I didn't understand what she meant.
"I... I... God of Death, why did you suddenly disappear from Rucker Park two years ago? Why did you suddenly stop playing? Do you know how many people were looking for you? I saw Webber, O'Neal, and others looking for you there every day, for almost a year. Even when I left New York, you could still see them on the court." Instead of answering my question, Chen Qianqian started talking about other things.
I could only remain silent; I really didn't know what to say. My withdrawal was inevitable and also out of necessity, but I couldn't let outsiders know. Could I tell her that I was a killer, and that my purpose in playing there was to kill? Could I say such a thing?
Three years as an assassin cultivated my cold emotions. The first time I killed someone, I vomited uncontrollably and didn't eat for days. The first time I killed a child, I was heartbroken, weeping bitterly, thinking my hands were covered in blood. But after being stabbed in the back by a seven or eight-year-old girl, I had an epiphany. I had fallen. I knew I could never be so merciful again. I had the resolve of an assassin: no feelings needed for any enemy, just kill them.
Three years as an assassin honed everything about me, making me decisive, brave, brooding, despicable, ruthless, and cold-blooded. In those three years, I gave up everything, becoming a pure killing machine. Those three years, while driving my rapid progress, also shaped my personality… I cried too much and became too cold-blooded in those three years, which is why I always wear a smile now. I hope I can be happy again, to reclaim the happiness of those three years.
After a brief silence following Chen Qianqian's words, I laughed, a happy laugh, and said to her, "Maybe so, maybe it's my fault, but I'm really tired. I don't want to play basketball anymore. I can't find any opponents at Rucker Park, not even in the NBA. The feeling of having no opponents is lonely, I can't stand that loneliness, so I've decided to give up basketball and never play again."
"Really...you...you're never playing basketball again?" Chen Qianqian's voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her expression somewhat serene.
"Yes...I keep my word." I smiled slightly and prepared to leave.
"God of Death, wait..." Chen Qianqian, seeing me revert to my lazy, swaying state as I prepared to leave, immediately snapped out of her daze, quickly ran over, blocked my path, grabbed my sleeve, and said anxiously.
"Hehe, don't call me God of Death anymore. Call me Li Tianxie, or just Tianxie. Of course, if you're not happy, you can call me Tianxie classmate, or 'Hey, you...' whatever you want. But I hope you won't call me God of Death anymore. This is Oriental Academy, not Locke Park, and I'm not the God of Death I was two years ago. So what I hope is that you won't call me that name anymore. Now I'm a pure Chinese, oh... no, a pure Chinese commoner. I won't play basketball anymore. I just want to study peacefully, get into a good university after graduation, find a good girl to marry and have children, and live a simple life. So, the name God of Death is no longer suitable for me. And I think you understand that this name isn't a good thing for me now. It will bring me a lot of trouble. So I hope you won't call me that anymore." I smiled slightly, said to Chen Qianqian in front of me, and prepared to leave.
"Alright then, I won't call you God of Death anymore, Tianxie. Can you not rush off? Let me tell you a story, okay..." Chen Qianqian nodded after hearing this, then bit her lip, as if making a decision. She bit her lip again and said to me with a determined look.
I was taken aback, wondering what Chen Qianqian wanted to say. I just felt that she really had something on her mind to tell me, so I nodded. Anyway, I didn't have anything else to do, and Chen Qianqian was an old acquaintance, so listening to her wouldn't be a big deal.
"Okay, go ahead, I'll listen carefully." I nodded and sat down on the bench next to me, speaking to Chen Qianqian. After saying that, I lit a cigarette. I've never been able to quit smoking; sometimes smoking is a kind of enjoyment. I didn't plan to smoke at school, and I didn't want anyone to see me smoke. But Chen Qianqian's words had indeed stirred up my memories—those wonderful memories, those passionate and exciting memories of Locke Park. I found myself wanting to smoke without realizing it.
I sat there, exhaling smoke, while Chen Qianqian sat down beside me, her face slightly flushed, and whispered, "Once upon a time, there was a girl whose mother died when she was young. She had never had any friends. Her father was a businessman, not the most successful, but still very wealthy, worth hundreds of millions. Since her mother died when she was young, she lived with her father. Because of his work, the girl went to New York with him."
"New York isn't the paradise that Chinese people are often portrayed as. In America, no, perhaps all over the world, the status of Chinese people isn't very high because their country isn't strong enough. Besides pointless protests, they can't do anything else. Even if others kill all their people, or start frantically plundering their resources and occupying their land, they can only restrain their citizens. They can only helplessly protest, then suppress all news and try every means to train a group of ignorant people… Therefore, the status of Chinese people is low everywhere."
"Therefore, the girl had few friends. She spent her days idly, becoming withdrawn and aloof, unwilling to interact with others. Because of this isolation, she developed a love for basketball. Influenced by American culture, the withdrawn girl fell in love with basketball. Because no one was supervising her, she spent her days alone watching games at the court."
"Rucker Park, the mecca of American streetball, naturally became her first destination. Whenever she had time, she would go to Rucker Park to watch games. Around that time, a boy appeared at Rucker Park, a boy about the same age as the girl. He played basketball exceptionally well, very excitingly. The girl would watch every game he played. That boy was truly amazing; in just a few months, he defeated everyone at Rucker Park, winning the title of 'American Basketball King,' and even defeating many NBA players, earning him the title of 'God of...'" Death, and the girl had been silently chasing him from a corner. In every competition, day or night, at any time, she was always the first to arrive and the last to leave. Unconsciously, the girl realized she couldn't live without the boy. Although they weren't even acquaintances, had never spoken a word to each other, and the boy didn't even know she existed, his image was deeply imprinted in the girl's heart, unforgettable, even years later. The girl maintained this icy resolve, rejecting all male friends, afraid that the boy's image would fade from her heart. But… unexpectedly, one day, the boy actually came to the girl's side, yet she was completely unaware, even somewhat annoyed, utterly failing to realize that the boy before her was the one she had longed for day and night… Everything was so coincidental, as if it were destiny…
“Do you know? When that boy suddenly disappeared, the girl searched for him in the streets and alleys of New York for months, but to no avail. In the end, she could only return home in despair, fell ill, and became like a walking corpse. In the end, her father had no choice but to take her back to China, hoping she would forget that sad place and everything in America… But… can she really forget?” Chen Qianqian said sadly, looking at me with hopeful eyes.
"Hehe, I know, it's a very touching story. I think that boy will be moved too. But what I want to say is, what's past is past. Let bygones be bygones. There is no longer a god of death in this world, because he has disappeared, and he was destined not to be the girl's destiny. So I think the girl should try to open her heart. She will definitely find her own happiness in the future, instead of that kind of blind love." Hearing this, I sighed, smiled slightly at Chen Qianqian in front of me, took a puff of smoke, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and turned to leave.

Chapter 178 Childhood Little Brother
Looking in the direction I left, Chen Qianqian was stunned for a long time. When she came to her senses, I was already gone, disappearing far away from her. At this moment, tears wet her face. After a long while, her expression was somewhat complicated, and she also left. As she left, a trace of determination flashed across her face.
"Haha... Tianxie, you're amazing! You single-handedly outmaneuvered Zhang Yang and his gang! You're incredible!" I returned to the classroom, which was already packed with students, all looking excited and seemingly discussing something. Zhou Chen, the tomboy, immediately greeted me with beaming joy.
Lin Feng, standing nearby, gave me a gloomy look, then, as if struck by a sudden thought, a smile appeared on his lips as he approached and said, "Yeah, I also think you're amazing, much more amazing than me. But since you're so great, helping us beat those bastards like Zhang Yang, shouldn't we go out and celebrate?"
"Yeah... let's go! We should celebrate! Tomorrow's Sunday, let's have a proper celebration tonight! What do you all say?" Zhou Chen, the tomboy, immediately chimed in excitedly, her face beaming with joy.
Damn, Lin Feng was just looking gloomy, but now he's suddenly changed his expression and is smiling so brightly. Nobody believes this guy doesn't have some ulterior motive. I just bet Lin Feng's words were part of a scheme. Do you think I can't see through his little schemes? He's just a student. Although he's cunning, he's still too inexperienced. If he were twenty years older, he definitely wouldn't say something so stupid.
"Great...great! Let's go out and have fun tonight!" A group of students said happily after hearing this. After all, going out to play was undoubtedly a happy thing for them. Not going home that night, while not a big deal, was still a serious topic for some students with strict upbringing.
Although they wanted to go, unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. After thinking it over, quite a few people gave up on this tempting idea, their expressions turning somber as they expressed their regret. Fortunately, quite a few students, about ten, said they had no problem with it. Of course, this included Zhou Chen, the tomboy. Judging from her nonchalant expression, you knew she definitely had no problem with it.
"Li Tianxie, do you want to come along?" Zhou Chen asked me excitedly after his initial excitement. After all, I was the main character; if I didn't go, how would they go?
"Me?...Go, why wouldn't I go...!" I said lazily after hearing this. I had no reason not to go, and besides, staying home all day was boring. I might as well go with them and see what tricks Lin Feng was up to.
"Can I go too?" Just as I finished speaking, a clear voice rang out from the doorway. The owner of the voice was none other than Chen Qianqian. Undoubtedly, Chen Qianqian's words stunned everyone around her. You see, the aloof Chen Qianqian never participated in such activities. In the past year, she had been invited to many class activities, but without exception, she had refused them all and had never participated in such an event.
"Sure, of course, haha... Who would dare say no to our beautiful Chen? Hehe, we'd be more than happy to welcome her." Zhou Chen chuckled at the sight, then walked over to Chen Qianqian, put her arm around her shoulder, and said with a grin, looking like a lecherous woman, leering at Chen Qianqian. The
naturally outgoing Zhou Chen got along well with everyone, especially since she was generous and enthusiastic. Chen Qianqian was aloof, so Zhou Chen always paid special attention to her, frequently greeting and chatting with her. They quickly became good friends. This wasn't the first time she'd done something like this, but usually Chen Qianqian would only offer a slight smile. However, this time it was different. Her face flushed slightly as she glanced at me, then poked Zhou Ji next to her with her finger.
Undoubtedly, her behavior wasn't subtle at all. Everyone noticed Chen Qianqian's expression, and seeing it, they all looked at us with ambiguous expressions, as if something really was going on between us. This made Lin Feng's face extremely gloomy in the corner of the crowd, and his eyes were practically spitting fire as he glared at me. After
glancing at Lin Feng, I continued to lie on the table and go to sleep, ignoring him completely.
Soon it was time for school to let out. The school was bustling with people, and there were many luxury cars parked at the school gate, mostly belonging to students' parents. As for a few exceptions… I don't want to comment too much; everyone knows…
A group of girls walked out together, all of them quite attractive. Combined with their already sexy school uniforms, they looked incredibly beautiful. Underneath their plaid skirts, a dozen or so pairs of white legs moved constantly, making people's imaginations run wild.
Naturally, following behind them were our group of men. Although there weren't many, there were still seven or so, one or two more than the girls.
We went out in the evening, so naturally we had to eat first. After discussing it, we found a place to eat, and then, at Lin Feng's suggestion, we went to a karaoke bar to have some fun. However, I had a feeling that Lin Feng's gaze towards me at the end was a bit off. It would be strange if he wasn't up to something.
But I didn't express my dissatisfaction or suspicion and continued to follow the group. However, I only chatted with Chen Qianqian for a couple of minutes during dinner, which made Lin Feng even angrier. Especially when he was talking to Chen Qianqian, she just responded with a couple of "uh-huhs," unlike me, who took the initiative to talk to me. It was almost like she was just making conversation, which made Lin Feng extremely unhappy. Especially when Zhou Chen, that naive woman, talked about today's competition, Lin Feng felt like he wanted to disappear into a hole in the ground.
Lin Feng was quite patient, though his face was extremely grim. He managed to hold back, but all his hatred was directed at me, his eyes burning with vengeance as if I had killed his father or stolen his wife.
"Qianqian, Zhou Chen said you sing very well. Sit here, this is a good spot." Upon entering the karaoke bar, Lin Feng immediately found a good seat and said to Chen Qianqian. It wasn't a secret that Lin Feng liked Chen Qianqian, and although his behavior was a bit too eager, no one blamed him.
"No, thank you," Chen Qianqian said indifferently. In the past, Chen Qianqian would have just given Lin Feng a cold look and said nothing, or simply said no. Now, she was being very polite.
After speaking, Chen Qianqian sat down in the corner next to me without hesitation, making Lin Feng's face even uglier. He gave me a cold look and then said nothing more, silently drinking to the music in the karaoke bar, downing one glass after another.
"Tianxie, aren't you going to sing?" Chen Qianqian asked me gently from beside me, her voice soft but clear enough for everyone around to hear.
"My singing isn't very good, but I don't want to embarrass myself. By the way, can you answer a question for me?" I smiled and shook my head, declining the question, and then asked Chen Qianqian.
"Go ahead, I'll tell you everything I know," Chen Qianqian said, sitting quietly beside me, looking at me without glancing at anyone else.
"Um, so, why do you all seem so afraid of that fat Liu Guowei?" I asked the people around me, because I didn't really understand. Like today, they ignored Liu Guowei, and the few people around him couldn't do anything to them. Unfortunately, not a single one of the forty or fifty people dared to say a word against him.
"Hmph, what else could it be? Liu Guowei's father is the chairman of Guowei Group. You know Guowei? Ranked eighth among the top ten companies in China, and a local Shanghai company with deep roots in Shanghai. Plus, his uncle is the Shanghai municipal party secretary. His family is powerful and influential. Although some of us come from relatively well-off families, how can we compare to Liu Guowei's family? So no matter what he does, we can only endure it, otherwise we'll definitely suffer terribly. Not only us, but our families will also be implicated. Therefore, Liu Guowei is the undisputed tyrant of Dongfang Academy; no one dares to provoke him. But thankfully..." Although Liu Guowei is usually domineering, he never bullies people indiscriminately. At most, he'll make us play basketball like today. Liu Guowei is a die-hard basketball fan, and this isn't the first time he's done something like this; everyone knows it and is used to it, so they don't care. Besides, it's said he has a powerful boss, and he's been following him since he was a kid, but that's just hearsay; none of us have ever seen what his boss looks like.” After I asked this, Chen Qianqian was about to answer, but before she could speak, a guy next to me took a sip of beer and started talking.
Hearing this, I nodded, surprised, thinking of “Guowei Group.” That name sounded so familiar… Unconsciously, an image of a cute, chubby guy standing in front of me, holding a cigar and showering me with compliments appeared in my mind… I think that's Liu Guowei, the guy I bullied at the Celebrity Kindergarten… Could that boss he's talking about be me?!

Chapter 179 The Gangsters in the KTV
With a "bang," just as we were having a good time, the door to our private room was kicked open. Four or five burly men, shirtless and with menacing expressions, walked in, followed by a dozen others. The men were covered in grotesque tattoos. A young man, probably around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, wearing a casual shirt and looking somewhat roguish, walked in, coldly surveyed us, and said indifferently, "Who is Li Tianxie? Step forward."
"I am... what's wrong?" I asked lazily, looking at the group in front of me. They were always so listless. They didn't even move, still with that nonchalant attitude. The group of students next to me looked at me nervously, then at the group of men. Even Chen Qianqian looked at me nervously, though she didn't show the same fear as the others, only worry.
Violence is never in short supply at Rucker Park. Even with my status there, I wouldn't be afraid of such a scene; I've been through it all. Chen Qianqian didn't seem surprised by my reaction, though her hand still unconsciously tugged at my clothes.
"Hmph, what's wrong? Kid, you picked up a girl at our place the other day and ran off without paying. We've finally got our hands on you! Hmph, let's see if we don't chop you to pieces, you bastard!" The guy in front of me sneered, giving me a "you're dead meat" look. Seeing that expression, I didn't even bother with him. I just glanced at Lin Feng beside me. Although he was trying his best to hide it, his expression feigning shock and fear, that look might fool some newbies, but it couldn't fool me. It seemed this was all his doing.
I have to say, this guy is really cunning, but the reason he and his gang gave me was... utterly lame. Why would I need to go to a prostitute looking like this? Even if I went to a prostitute, they'd probably cheer and pounce on me. Ask for money? Are you kidding me?
Many people looked at them with suspicion, and of course, at me with suspicion as well. But there were very few of them—only two girls, and these two were the naive type. Seeing the expressions of those around them, they immediately understood and looked at the group in front of them.
The protagonist of this story, Chen Qianqian, looked at the group with disdain. She knew a little about my past. If I wanted women, would I need to go to a prostitute? Aren't the cheerleaders in NBA stadiums prettier than those prostitutes? And isn't Rucker Park lacking in beauties? With just one word from me, those enthusiastic female basketball fans would immediately strip naked and pounce on me. All I needed was a word. Besides, even if I didn't have that ability back home, if I wanted, Chen Qianqian would climb into my bed without hesitation. So this was a complete lie; anyone who wasn't a fool could see that.
"Idiots, have you mistaken me for someone else? When have I ever owed you money?" I glanced at them disdainfully, took a sip of my drink, and lit a cigarette.
Seeing that I dared to speak like that despite their numbers, the group of guys looked at me with admiration—admiration for my courage, because they would never have dared to say such a thing. The other group looked at me with surprise, not expecting me to be so bold. The leader unconsciously glanced at Lin Feng opposite him, as if asking if he had arranged a troublesome plan.
"Hmph, kid, do you want to admit it? Brothers, kill him!" At this moment, under Lin Feng's gaze, the leader chose to believe him and shouted to the dozen or so men behind him. Several men in front drew their machetes and charged at Ke, though their movements weren't fast, and they didn't really intend to kill him; their actions were just meant to intimidate.
"Ah...ah...ah..." A group of students screamed and scattered to the side. They were clearly terrified. After all, they were just a bunch of kids, and fear was inevitable in the face of such a scene. Even some of the boys yelled and ducked when the attackers charged at them wielding blades. Several
shirtless, tattooed men rushed to my side, pressed a blade against my neck, and gave me a cold laugh. I didn't care. I picked up a beer, downed it in one gulp, and then smoked a cigarette with a nonchalant expression. I wasn't afraid of their whole family dying, and my heartless father couldn't blame me. After all, his son hadn't fought back even with a knife to his throat. If they wanted to kill me, I couldn't just let them hack me to death. My father had no reason to blame me for this; in fact, he'd probably bring the whole family of those men right away. After all, I was his only son. If he didn't love me, who would he love?
"Kid, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I'll let you go today. Otherwise, you're not leaving here." The hairy leader walked over and said arrogantly to me, brandishing a gleaming machete at my face, as if he would kill me with a single blow if I made any move.
I wasn't worried, but even the usually bold Zhou Chen turned pale. Chen Qianqian couldn't hold back any longer and immediately stood up, saying excitedly, "Don't... don't do it! Whatever he owes you, I'll give it to you. Don't hurt him."
Chen Qianqian's words stunned everyone around. They hadn't expected her to say such a thing under these circumstances. Hearing this, a sinister glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and he probably glared at me with his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
"Yes... whatever he owes you, we can give it to you. Just don't hurt people." At this moment, Zhou Chen also stood up and said to the group, although her face was still pale.
Money was nothing to Zhou Chen and Chen Qianqian. Although their families couldn't be called top-tier billionaires, they were still worth over a hundred million, so this amount of money was no problem for them. Therefore, they both stepped forward without hesitation.
"One hundred thousand," the hairy monster in the lead said with a sneer to Chen Qianqian and Zhou Chen.
“Okay, you can leave now. There’s 60,000 in this card. I’ll give you the rest of the money tomorrow when you go to Dongfang Academy.” Chen Qianqian said, taking out a bank card from her bag and showing it to the hairy monster in front of her.
“No need, I have 40,000 here. I’ll give it to you too. Just don’t mention harassing Li Tianxie again.” Zhou Chen also took out a card and said.
The hairy monster was about to take the money and leave when he saw the two cards in front of him. But then he glanced at Lin Feng, hesitated for a moment, looked at the two cards again, and grinned lewdly at Chen Qianqian and Zhou Chen in front of him, saying, “Hehe, I don’t want this money anymore. You think you can just let it go after you’ve robbed us for free? There’s no such thing as a free lunch. If I rob you and you catch me, I’ll give you the money back, and that’ll be fine, right?”
“Then what do you want? I’ll give you double tomorrow.” Chen Qianqian said angrily, but she clearly chose to pay to avoid trouble for this kind of person.
"Hehe, I don't care about money, hehe, what do you want? What do you say? Tsk tsk, little beauty, you're pretty good-looking, hehe, I've never seen such a beautiful woman before. Since you care so much about this kid, why don't you sleep with me tonight, hehe, don't worry, I'll treat you well." The hairy monster leered at Chen Qianqian in front of him, then disgustingly licked his lips, looking like a pervert, his lewd eyes sweeping over Chen Qianqian's alluring body, as if he were thinking about something filthy.
"You... shameless..." Chen Qianqian's face turned red immediately upon hearing this, and she pointed at the hairy monster, stammering.
"Hehe, that's how you are, so what? Do you agree or not? If you don't agree, then your little lover will be in trouble. I'll drag him out and kill him tonight, do you believe me? So what? You choose, I'm a very democratic person, I don't like to force people to do things." The hairy monster stared at Chen Qianqian's proud breasts and said with a lewd grin.
After hearing this, I glanced at the hairy monster in front of me. This guy really dared to say that. He'd better not go too far, or I'd make sure he died a horrible death. But I didn't react yet because I wanted to see how far Lin Feng's acting would go.
"I...I...I promise...but you mustn't hurt Tianxie..." At this moment, Chen Qianqian's eyes were filled with tears. After hesitating for a long time, she didn't know what to say. She just kept hesitating. Finally, a resolute look appeared on her face as she gritted her teeth and said to the hairy monster in front of me. After saying that, tears involuntarily streamed down her face. She also glanced at me. Really, blind worship can kill.

Chapter 180 Third Brother of the Green Gang
To be honest, Qianqian and I are really nothing. She's never been with me, nor have we done anything together. I didn't even know her before. At most, she was just one of my admirers. And blind worship gradually evolved into a kind of hazy love, which is very frustrating. In the end, in my eyes, Chen Qianqian's behavior was nothing more than that of a blind admirer.
However, to be honest, her actions warmed my heart. I almost couldn't resist taking action, but I restrained myself because someone else had already acted before me—none other than Lin Feng.
Lin Feng stood up abruptly, facing the dozen or so people in front of him with a fearless, death-ready expression, and said, "What do you guys want... I'm telling you, don't mess around, don't hurt Qianqian, I am..."
If I'm not mistaken, Lin Feng would probably tell them he was so-and-so's son, or who he was, and the thugs would immediately apologize and leave in fear. Or, even better, no one would listen to anything Lin Feng said, and finally, Brother Feng would fly into a rage, quickly dispatching the thugs, winning all the praise, and finally winning the beauty's heart. Even if that didn't work, he'd at least make Chen Qianqian like him, highlighting my incompetence and cowardice. Admittedly, although this approach is somewhat childish, it might work on these elementary school kids.
Unfortunately... someone just wouldn't give him the chance.
Just as Lin Feng was about to perform, before he could finish speaking, a lazy voice came from outside, saying to the people inside, "Who's so bold as to cause trouble in my Green Gang's territory?" As
soon as the voice finished, a long-haired man, about thirty years old, wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, walked in. He wore black sunglasses and jeans, and had a wolf's head tattooed on his chest. Although his face looked sinister, he was extremely arrogant. Four or five people followed him in.
Upon seeing the newcomers, the previously arrogant long-haired man's face changed drastically. He turned pale and couldn't utter a word, his legs trembling as he looked at the man before him. Not only him, but the two tattooed men beside me, holding knives to my neck, also trembled involuntarily, not daring to say a word.
"Third...Third...Third Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't know this was the Green Gang's territory...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't know. It was my fault this time, please, please forgive me." The long-haired monster immediately knelt down in front of the man called Third Brother with a thud, trembling as he spoke.
His reaction wasn't surprising at all. Even a three-year-old knew what the Green Gang represented in Shanghai: the true local tyrants, even more powerful than Liu Guowei. They were the uncrowned kings of Shanghai, and no one could shake their interests here. To cause trouble in the Green Gang's territory was tantamount to suicide. That
's why the long-haired monster was so afraid, so terrified that he had lost all his dignity.
"Smash." The third brother, who had just sat down, picked up a beer bottle and smashed it down on the hairy monster's head. The bottle shattered instantly, and blood gushed out like a fountain, flowing down the monster's head. Although he screamed in pain and collapsed to the ground, the hairy monster dared not resist. He bravely got up after falling and continued to kneel there. The group of brothers beside him, seeing this, did not dare to move. They just stood there trembling, not because of anger, but because of fear.
"Let you go? Let you go? If we Green Gang had any face left, would we still be able to do business? Who would dare to come to our territory?" The third brother said arrogantly, his words unusually harsh and decisive, showing no mercy. It seemed that the Green Gang members did indeed have some ability.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Third Brother, I really didn't know, please, forgive me, please..." The long-haired man cried incessantly to Third Brother, but dared not make any other move.
"Well, ignorance is no excuse, but... since you've done something wrong, you have to pay the price. If you want to settle this, I think you know what to do." The man called Third Brother said calmly, then took a puff of his cigar and blew the smoke into the long-haired monster's face.
The long-haired monster's expression changed repeatedly after hearing this, then, as if he had made a decision, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and his face changed instantly. He took a knife from one of his henchmen and immediately chopped down on his own finger.
"Ah..." The long-haired monster let out a scream as his finger was severed. A finger flew up, startling a group of girls around him, including Chen Qianqian and Zhou Chen, who screamed and rushed into my arms. Oh my god, two large, warm breasts fell into my arms, and a wonderful feeling immediately spread from my chest and palms.
"Alright, kid, you've got guts. Since that's the case, I'll let you go. Now get lost and don't come here to cause trouble again." Third Brother nodded in satisfaction at the sight and stood up to leave.
But would I let him leave like this? If he left like this, the matter wouldn't be resolved; it would only become more troublesome. Although I wasn't afraid of them, a swarm of flies was still a nuisance. Besides, I wasn't planning to let Lin Feng off so easily. How could I let this kid get away so easily?
So, I stood up and lazily said to Third Brother, who was about to leave, "Third Brother... are we just going to let this go like this? Is this how your Green Gang does things?" As soon as
I finished speaking, Chen Qianqian and Zhou Chen unconsciously tugged at me. Lin Feng, who had been somewhat dejected, suddenly had a glint of joy in his eyes, looking at me with schadenfreude, as if laughing at my foolishness. The long-haired monster also glared at me venomously.
"Oh? What else do you want?" Third Brother stopped and turned around, looking at me with a half-smile, as if he had discovered something interesting.
"We encountered this on your Green Gang's territory. Shouldn't your Green Gang give us an explanation? Are you just going to let him leave like this?" I said with a half-smile.
"Heh, kid, you got into trouble yourselves, what does it have to do with us? Don't drag the Green Gang into this. You should know that all this trouble is your own doing. If it weren't for this kid coming to the Green Gang to cause trouble, you'd all be dead by now. As for those two women with you, they probably wouldn't have escaped either. You should be satisfied, don't be ungrateful... The Green Gang isn't your bodyguards. Solve your own problems, don't cause me any trouble..." Third Brother glanced at me disdainfully and said indifferently.
"Heh, so the Green Gang is nothing special after all. I'm truly disappointed in you." I smiled and shook my head, making the people around me turn pale. My words could kill a group of people at any moment, and I myself would die an even more gruesome death. "
Kid, you'd better watch your words, or you might get killed as soon as you step out the door." Upon hearing this, Third Brother of the Green Gang's expression changed drastically, and he said coldly, a cruel glint in his eyes.
"Hehe, is that so? I don't think so. I'm Li Tianxie, not a big shot in the underworld, but I've been around the North for a while. I wonder if Third Brother would be willing to be my friend." I smiled slightly, then stood up and extended my hands, deliberately showing off my arms. The gleaming platinum ring on my finger, with its diamond-encrusted lotus, sparkled brilliantly.
Everyone around Third Brother, including Third Brother himself, looked at me with disdain, as if I were an utterly ignorant person. Lin Feng also looked at me with a "you're an idiot" expression, a smile unconsciously appearing on his face, as if waiting to see a good show.
But then something happened that made everyone's jaws drop. The third brother, who had initially looked disdainful, suddenly changed his expression upon seeing my hand. He almost dropped his cigar, and then, with a very strange expression, after a moment of stunned silence, he quickly grasped my hand—both hands—and threw his cigar to the ground. Those who knew the third brother knew he was always carrying a cigarette, but to think he would throw it away like this was incredibly bizarre.
"You are…" the third brother asked humbly, glancing at the people around him and closing the distance so only the two of us could hear.
"Hehe, I've mentioned before that I used to hang around in the North for a while... My family is from the Ice Mirror Society." I said with a smile to my third brother, as if I were talking about something very ordinary. Actually, I think he had already guessed it in his heart. After all, not just anyone dares to wear this ring. Although the Ice Mirror Society's influence hasn't expanded south of the Yellow River, if anyone dares to impersonate me, they will definitely be hunted down by the 280,000 brothers of the Ice Mirror Society. No... to be precise, the entire underworld will be after them, because no one dares to disrespect the Ice Mirror Society. So this thing can't be fake. And coincidentally, any underworld figure with a bit of status knows what this ring represents.

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