The Evil Prince 253-255

Chapter 253 The Flying Man
"No...please don't, I beg you...Big brother, I'll die...I'll really die if I fall from here...please...I swear I won't fight you for Han Meizhu anymore...I was wrong, please don't kill me...I really won't do it again. Waaah..." Han Xiangyu cried out to me, struggling desperately to get back, but I had lifted him up from behind, so he had no chance of turning over. Therefore, no matter how much Han Xiangyu struggled, it was useless; it only made him more pained and more afraid.
"Hehe... Don't move... Don't move at all. You know the more you move, the more dangerous it is for you... If I lose my grip, you'll fall from the sky like a watermelon... and then... 'bang!' you'll explode... Tsk tsk... Your brains and blood will splatter out together. Tsk tsk... Your body would probably turn into a pie if you fell from this height... Are you really sure you want to keep moving like this?" I said to Han Xiangyu with a mocking smile, then winked at him, looking completely innocent.
"I... I won't dare... Big brother... I won't dare... I won't move... Please put me down, I really won't dare... Really!!" Han Xiangyu cried out to me, looking at me with pleading eyes, his expression utterly pitiful.
"Heh... Is that so? That's strange... Since you've brought so many people to cause me trouble... it would be a loss of face if I just let you go like this..." I said noncommittally to Han Xiangyu, stroking my chin as if contemplating life.
"Please... let me down... let me down, just let me down... I'll punish you however you want, please... Waaah..." Han Xiangyu cried to me. Undoubtedly, everyone fears death, and Han Xiangyu was no exception. Even though one of his arms was injured, he was still struggling... At this moment... in the face of life and death, he couldn't care less about anything else, ignoring his pain and twisting his already swollen arm.
"Hehe... Is that so... Alright, I promise to let you go, but... how about we play a game first?" Standing on the balcony of the high-rise building, I said to Han Xiangyu with a mocking tone. I glanced unconsciously at the birds flying across the sky and the white clouds drifting by... A playful idea formed in my mind...
"Go ahead... just say it, whatever you want... Waaah..." Han Xiangyu was already sobbing uncontrollably. His cries undoubtedly attracted the attention of many onlookers. Many students in the classrooms below looked out the windows, as did others standing on campus; a rough count revealed several hundred people. It seems... I'm going to become famous again...
However... this is purely out of necessity... Although I'm a low-key person, I'm not the kind of person who lets others bully me just to keep a low profile. "And what's wrong with me being arrogant in South Korea? Nobody knows me anyway... The world is so big... There are so many places I can go..."
Thinking this, I ignored the students and some teachers below looking at me with expressions of surprise and fear. For me, the game had only just begun.
"Hehe... It's simple... Have you ever played high-flying acrobatics?" I chuckled, speaking to Han Xiangyu, who was suspended in the air like a little chick. I winked at him innocently, as if to say... I'm pure... I'm kind...
"No... no..." Han Xiangyu looked at me, and fear was creeping into his nerves, but he didn't dare say anything more. He just stammered, looking at me pitifully... which made me feel a little sorry for him.
"Well... let's play a game... are you willing? If you are... then I'll play with you... and then I'll put you down... If you're not willing, then I'm sorry, I'll have to throw you off here... Actually, I've always been very curious about the laws of free fall. Don't worry, I'll throw a watch down with you first... I really want to see which of you lands first... If you don't want to play the trapeze game with me, then I'm sorry, we'll have to play free fall..." I said innocently to Han Xiangyu in front of me, lifting him high and taking a watch out of my pocket, placing it at the same height... as if I was ready to throw him down at any moment.
"Ah...ah...no...no...I was wrong...I'll play, I'll play...Waaah...I'll play anything..." Seeing this, Han Xiangyu's face turned ashen, tears streaming down his face as he cried out.
"That's right...that's a good boy, hehe...I'm also heartbroken about my watch; you know it's worth far more than you..." I said with a light laugh to Han Xiangyu, my teasing evident.
After saying that, I put Han Xiangyu back in his previous position. Although he was still high in the air, it was much better than when I had lifted him up. When Han Xiangyu saw that I had put him back, his expression improved considerably. He was panting heavily and said to me fearfully, "Big brother, how are we going to play?"
"How are we going to play? It's very simple. See that flock of birds flying over there? They're not very high, about five meters away from here. I'll throw you up there. If you catch one of them, I'll put you down. If you can't catch one... tsk tsk, then we'll keep playing until you catch one. How about that? My game is very fun, isn't it?"
"No...no...Boss, that's dangerous! I'll die! Let's find another one!" Han Xiangyu said in terror, looking at the birds in the sky. Catching them wasn't difficult, but being thrown five meters into the air made it extremely difficult. It's hard for a person to maintain their balance in the air, and even if they could, a slight misstep and he would surely die upon falling.
"Don't worry, I'll catch you. Regret it now? Too late." I sneered, grabbed Han Xiangyu, and threw him up.
"Ah...!!!" After I threw him up, not only did Han Xiangyu scream, but everyone around him also started screaming frantically. The quiet campus seemed to turn into a concert, with screams rising and falling.
After being tossed into the air, Han Xiangyu reached the flock of birds, but he dared not move at all. Although he screamed repeatedly, this guy was smart enough not to move, otherwise, even the slightest misstep would have meant certain death.
"Ah...!" After Han Xiangyu reached a certain height, he naturally fell back down. At this moment, countless people began to scream. Many timid people covered their eyes, not wanting to see this bloody scene. Of course, some others didn't do that; instead, they started howling, hoping Han Xiangyu would fall, craving to see blood.
"Thud..." As Han Xiangyu fell from the sky, I reached out an arm and caught him steadily. I didn't even let him sway. At this moment, Han Xiangyu lay on my arm, his whole body bent over. I held him by the back so he wouldn't fall, but if he swayed even slightly, he would surely die. At this moment, Han Xiangyu no longer had the strength to scream or the will to speak. His mind was probably blank; he was just unconsciously shedding tears.
"Ready? Let's try again," I said jokingly upon seeing this. Before Han Xiangyu could react, I grabbed him in my hand again, like a chick, and then threw him into the air.
"Ah...!" Han Xiangyu let out another scream, but to avoid experiencing this game again, he finally used his uninjured arm to try and catch a bird flying in the sky. But were those birds, renowned for their flight, so easy to catch? Obviously not. So, when Han Xiangyu reached out to grab the birds, he undoubtedly failed.
He fell from the sky like a lead ball, unable to catch a bird.
"Again," I said, tossing him up again before he could rest. Unfortunately, he still failed this time.
"Again...again...again..." Again and again, I tossed Han Xiangyu high into the air, then he fell again, then soared up again, then fell again, pushing the limits of life time and again. Humans are like that; they only truly learn when death is near. Han Xiangyu was no exception. In the midst of endless terror, he finally learned what he initially couldn't do. Again and again, he was thrown, again and again, falling. Through this cycle, Han Xiangyu had learned to learn. More than ten times, each time gripping the hearts of countless people. Everyone in the school stood there watching. No one had any interest in studying anymore; all their attention was focused on Han Xiangyu and me. Some hoped this thrilling game would end soon, some hoped it would continue, some hoped I would release Han Xiangyu to avoid a bloody scene, while others cursed, hoping such a scene would happen quickly.
"Ah!!!" Han Xiangyu screamed again, soaring into the sky, quickly spreading his arms, grabbing a lone bird, and falling from the sky. "Thud!" This time I caught him.
"Not bad... pretty fast. I thought you had at least a few more moves. You pass. Now I declare the game over." Seeing this, I said with a mocking smile, and without any politeness, I threw Han Xiangyu onto the rooftop ground, and then jumped off the railing myself.
"Hahaha... Hahaha... I'm finally saved, finally saved, hahaha, hahaha, waaaah... Finally saved, I don't have to die." Han Xiangyu sat there, crying and laughing almost insanely.
"Knock knock knock." Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks came from outside the iron door of the rooftop, followed by several deep male voices shouting somewhat frantically, "Open the door, open the door quickly!"
Han Meizhu, who was standing there, gave me an admiring look, then glanced disdainfully at Han Xiangyu, who was lying on the ground, panting heavily and seemingly unconscious. She smiled slightly, walked over, and opened the old iron door that had been closed.
"Boom." The moment the old black iron door opened, five or six burly physical education teachers rushed in from outside, their faces excited as they looked inside. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Han Xiangyu lying there. Then, a middle-aged man, about forty-five or forty-six years old and short in stature, walked in from behind, wearing a sharp suit. This man was none other than our discipline director. He walked in, looked at the twenty-odd students lying around, the weapons scattered everywhere, and Han Xiangyu muttering to himself in a frenzy, and then said to me, "What exactly happened here? I need an explanation."
"What happened? This... I'm not quite sure either... I was just playing a game with Han Xiangyu. As for the other students, they seemed to be testing their physical limits, I don't know if that's true or not, but it's none of my business, so I didn't bother. Is there a problem, teacher?" I said innocently and mockingly to the head of discipline. This guy couldn't control me anyway; I could simply ignore him. With Han Quanmin around, even the principal couldn't do anything to me. Why would a model student, a top ten student, talk back to a teacher? So I said calmly to the teacher.
"You..." The discipline director was clearly displeased with my reply. Just then, he saw Han Meizhu and asked her, "Han Meizhu, did you see what happened just now? If you did, just tell me, and I'll guarantee your safety..."
Han Meizhu glanced at me with a smile, then looked at the discipline director with a frightened expression, hesitant to speak, as if she really knew something. However, I could see a hint of mockery in her eyes; it seemed she wanted to play a trick on someone.
"What? Don't be afraid, Han Meizhu, just tell me, and I'll guarantee your safety," the discipline director said sternly to Han Meizhu. Then, several teachers stood to Han Meizhu's left, facing me as if they were afraid I would harm Han Meizhu, but not afraid I would harm them.
Actually, these guys probably know they're no match for me in a fight. The reason they dared to do this is because South Korea is incredibly strict about respecting teachers. Even the most delinquent students wouldn't dare lay a hand on a teacher; they could only accept punishment without any resistance. Otherwise, the consequences would be dire—at the very least, their character would be questioned. So, even the fiercest delinquents wouldn't lay a hand on their teacher unless absolutely necessary. That's why they dared to do this. Otherwise, looking at all those guys lying on the ground, not yet up, they wouldn't dare to do anything.
"Teacher, what I want to say is that what Li Tianxie said is true. Why are you so nervous? Do you want me to say bad things about Li Tianxie? Did he offend you, and you want to punish him? But if that's the case, I'm very sorry, I can't help you. I'm a good student, I can't wrong my classmate. Please forgive me." He spoke to the discipline director with an air of righteous indignation, even bowing to him. This made several physical education teachers look at the discipline director with suspicion, causing him to blush.
"Han Xiangyu, tell me, what happened?" The discipline master, clearly at a loss, called out to Han Xiangyu.
"I... I was just playing a game with Li. I begged him, please forgive me." Han Xiangyu had regained his senses by now. He was about to say something, but seeing my ambiguous smile, he immediately changed his tune, putting on a self-righteous act as if I were helping him. "And
you guys? You weren't testing your physical strength like he said, were you... huh?" The discipline master was now red-faced with anger, yelling at the guys lying on the ground behind him.
Unfortunately for him, things didn't go as planned. Having witnessed Han Xiangyu's miserable state, they dared not utter a single bad word about me. Upon hearing this, they shook their heads repeatedly, clamoring, "Teacher, we were just playing! We were really testing our bodies!"
Seeing this, the discipline director blushed, but couldn't utter a word. Looking at these students, he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he pointed at me and after a long pause, said angrily, "You...you'd better not get caught, or you'll be in big trouble."
"Teacher, I know. If there's nothing else, then I'll take my leave. Also, can I take what you just said as a threat? Or are you planning to cause me trouble at any time? Or do you think I'm not suitable to stay in this school because I've caused you trouble?" I smiled slightly and left. At the door, I turned back to the discipline director and said this, then left without waiting for his reaction.

Chapter 254 There are quite a few hooligans in South Korea.
After I came downstairs, Han Meizhu also ran over and followed behind me, leaving only the red-faced discipline director standing on the balcony, shouting at me who had already come down: "Li Tianxie, I will not let you go."
I chuckled dismissively and continued walking, not even stopping, as if I hadn't heard a thing. When I came down, a huge crowd of students had gathered around me, their faces filled with a mixture of admiration and fear. No one dared utter a word. As I approached, the crowd instinctively made way for me. After I finished walking, I heard screams from behind, and many people began to whisper.
"Wow, so handsome! My god, how can someone be so handsome and so amazing? He's absolutely perfect..." a girl, completely infatuated, exclaimed wildly, her face beaming with happiness, seemingly lost in her own daydreams. (I think you're the one who's lost in endless fantasy, you idiot!)
"This guy is amazing! He even defeated Han Xiangyu! I heard that Han Xiangyu called over twenty people today and he still defeated them all! My god!! Do you think this is true? I can't believe there's such a powerful person in this world. He's even more powerful than Bruce Lee, the Chinese Bruce Lee..." (I'm also defeated by this stupid author!) At this moment, a South Korean boy said to the person next to him.
"Yeah, it's terrifying! He'll definitely become the new boss of Perfect School! My god, why can't I be that powerful? I wish I were as powerful as him!" The person next to the boy said excitedly, then looked in the direction I left with an admiring expression.
I couldn't be bothered with these things. I just smiled lightly, put my hands in my pockets, and walked towards the classroom. At this moment, Han Meizhu caught up with me, excitedly grabbing my hand and saying, "Wow, brother, you were amazing today! You took them all down in no time. Now you're the boss of our school! You were so classy when you taught that Han Xiangyu a lesson! Brother, I love you to death!"
Han Meizhu, who already gave me a headache, only made things worse. I stopped in my tracks and said to her, "Han Meizhu, can't you think straight? Teaching a few people a lesson is considered amazing? Aren't gangsters even more amazing than me? They kill all the time, aren't they much more powerful?"
"Yeah, Guo Meizhu hates those old men, and they have no romance at all. I don't want to be with those people. Brother is so much better, handsome and capable, and he's really capable! I think this is great: brother, you can join the underworld and I'll go with you! Haha, this idea is just too awesome!" Han Meizhu excitedly told me. After she said that, I almost wanted to vomit blood. This woman has such a smart head, such a perfectly normal person, how could she have such an idea? (After reading your post for so long, many smart people will think about buying a gun and killing you.) I really can't understand it.
But I don't like to think so much, and I don't want to change Han Meizhu's mind. After these two months, Han Meizhu can do whatever she wants. I don't have the energy to care what this girl is thinking. Her mental instability is more of a headache for Han Quanmin and her future husband, not for me.
So I shook my head helplessly, gave a disdainful laugh, and walked straight towards the classroom. At this moment, Han Meizhu fully displayed her carefree side, chasing after me relentlessly. While running, she grabbed my arm and said, "Brother, why are you leaving? My plan is pretty good, isn't it? How about it? Do you want to consider it? I'll get my dad to support you."
"Brother, brother, don't go! Isn't my plan good? Let me tell you, I've already thought it through. We can first integrate the people in the school, and then... and then... and finally..."
Chased by Han Meizhu down the school corridor, we attracted countless stares as we walked. But Han Meizhu seemed completely oblivious, as if she hadn't seen anything, continuing to tell me her plan that made me want to join a gang. She got more and more excited, even coming up with a detailed plan, which really gave me a headache. After walking into the classroom, I sat down amidst everyone's astonished gazes, then pulled the covers over my head and fell asleep, ignoring Han Meizhu's continued nagging. At this moment, no one dared to disturb me. People are so realistic; no matter how things start, once there's a change, everyone will be afraid of you and won't dare to mess with you. The more powerful you are, the more afraid they will be, just like my classmates.
Despite this, Han Meizhu showed no sign of letting me off the hook, continuing her incessant chatter, seemingly getting more and more animated as she spoke, her eyebrows dancing with excitement. The surrounding classmates stared at us with fear, and even the teacher, upon entering, stood there dumbfounded, staring at Han Meizhu.
"Um, I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't know it was alright, I'm really sorry." At this moment, her vanity fully revealed her oblivious side. After enthusiastically recounting half of the incident, she finally realized that the time and place were inappropriate for discussing this topic, and that a group of people were already standing there staring at her dumbfounded. So, with a slightly flushed face, she spoke to the somewhat dazed teacher.
"Well, it's alright, Han Meizhu, please continue... continue..." the teacher said, also somewhat frightened. I didn't hear what Han Meizhu was saying, but I vaguely remembered hearing her say something about "killing the entire disciplinary director's family, then having his wife gang-raped, and cutting his flesh into pieces, right?" Uh... ...But saying this here seems a bit inappropriate. (When is it appropriate to say this?)
Han Meizhu, having just come to her senses, blushed furiously and did the same thing as me—she lay down on the table, refusing to lift her head. It seemed she knew how embarrassing this was.
"Hey... Li Tianxie, get up... get up." Just as I was sleeping, a voice suddenly rang in my ear. The voice belonged to Park Soon-woo. He called to me while shaking my body.
"What?" I groggily opened my eyes and said to Park Soon-woo irritably. I hate being disturbed when I sleep. The first thing I wanted to do when Park Soon-woo disturbed my sleep was to kick him to death. However, I restrained myself after considering my surroundings, but still spoke to Park Soon-woo in an unfriendly tone.
"Hey! Why are you still sleeping? Listen to me! Did you teach Han Xiangyu a lesson last class, and did you go too far?" Park Soon-woo asked me anxiously.
"Oh, yeah, what's wrong? Is there a problem? But I don't think I went too far. At least I didn't kill him. Who told that guy to be so ungrateful and come looking for trouble?" I mumbled sleepily to Park Soon-woo. "Oh my god, I knew
it! You're in big trouble!" Park Soon-woo said, rubbing his forehead.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" I sat up straight and asked Park Soon-woo. I'm in big trouble? Can Han Xiangyu cause me trouble? Is Han Xiangyu related to two of the other five Grandmasters? Or is his father the President of the United States, or the Pope? Or maybe the Dark Council Chairman? I'm not afraid of anyone except those kinds of people.
"Of course! Do you know why some people in school have more power than Han Xiangyu, are stronger than Han Xiangyu, and have more men, yet no one dares to mess with Han Xiangyu?" Park Soon-woo rattled off to me, as if he thought he was Zhuge Liang, answering only when asked.
"Can you just say it all at once? Stop making me keep asking... Just tell me why," I said helplessly to Park Soon-woo. Although I didn't care about Han Xiangyu, I was still a little curious.
"It's like this, Han Xiangyu isn't really anything special, just has some money and runs an investment company. But Han Xiangyu's uncle is a gangster, you know? A real gangster called Steel Head. It's said that his head was smashed in a fight with some ruthless gangsters, and he survived only because a steel plate was inserted. He's incredibly powerful, with hundreds of men under his command, all serious murderers. Because of this, nobody at Han Xiangyu's school dares to mess with him, not even those more powerful than him, because if they did, Han Xiangyu's uncle wouldn't let them off the hook." "Han Xiangyu's father just came by. He was furious after hearing what the school teacher said, and he's already left with Han Xiangyu. But as I passed by them, I heard Han Xiangyu's father say, 'Oh, call his uncle and have him deal with you.' Isn't that dangerous?" Park Soon-woo said excitedly to me, though his voice was a bit loud, and everyone around could hear him clearly. Many people were already looking over; they looked like a bunch of gossips, and I was sure they all had big tongues. I was certain that before school ended, the whole school would know about this.
"Oh, I see. Here's 100,000 won. Take it and have some tea." After hearing this, I smiled slightly, took out a few bills from my pocket, gave them to Park Soon-woo, and then went to sleep.
"Okay, thank you. Hehe... But I think you should still call the police, otherwise it will be really dangerous. Those guys are ruthless killers." Park Soon-woo said with a grin after I gave him the money, then sat down and didn't say anything more.
Han Meizhu, sitting next to me, had already sat up, looking worried. "Brother, should we notify my father and have him come help?" she asked.
"No need," I smiled slightly, winking at Han Meizhu. What a joke! It's just a small-time gangster. Why would I be afraid? Even if they had a hundred, or even ten thousand, I could escape unscathed.
"But they're real gangsters. They might have guns… Brother, you…" Han Meizhu, though a little better after my phone call, still sounded hesitant.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine," I interrupted her with a smile before she could finish.
Although Han Meizhu was somewhat dissatisfied with my words, she didn't say anything more. Before we knew it, it was time to get out of school. Time flies, and a day has passed in the blink of an eye. Although school hours are short in South Korea, six hours is not much, so it naturally passes quickly, especially for someone like me who is always in a daze. Before I knew it, this long day had passed.
After hearing the bell ring for the end of get out of class, I stood up, stretched, and then leisurely changed my clothes and headed towards the school gate. Although other schools required uniforms, Volcano High School obviously didn't, so I changed in the school's changing room—it wasn't much trouble, and many others did too. When I came out, Han Meizhu was already waiting for me in front of the teaching building. She smiled broadly when she saw me, her white teeth shining slightly in the sunlight. Her pretty face was instantly endearing. At that moment, Han Meizhu exuded sweetness, an extraordinary sweetness that made people unconsciously fall for her captivating appearance. Especially her large, bright eyes, which attracted countless eyes. No wonder she was so popular at school; it seemed there was a reason. Even I, who claimed to have seen countless women, almost fell into the trap woven by her beautiful face, let alone others.
"Brother, you should go back first. This matter is quite troublesome today. It wouldn't be good if you got hurt. After all, I promised your father that I wouldn't let you get hurt. And I don't think anyone will bother you recently, right? Go back by yourself." I rarely showed a smile when I brought Han Meizhu to me.
"Oh, is that so? Brother, Meizhu won't leave at this time. At most, I'll stand far away if you two have any conflict. I really want to see how brave you look." Han Meizhu said excitedly to me. After saying that, her big eyes blinked unconsciously, and her fair face became a little rosy.
"Is that so? Okay, but you have to promise not to go over there." I smiled helplessly. I understood Han Meizhu's request. Although I hadn't known Han Meizhu for very long, I knew her quite well and naturally understood what this girl was thinking. Moreover, she's probably got a really bad temper, so getting rid of her is impossible. Even if you did try, she probably wouldn't leave. Besides, I don't care about those hundred-plus people outside. Let alone a gang, even if a mechanized division came
, I wouldn't care. Except for intercontinental ballistic missiles, laser weapons, or the Ten Great Swords of China, nothing else can harm me... I'm only saying this as a precaution; it's not that I'm overly cautious, after all, keeping something in reserve is my principle (you are indeed too cautious, even Zhuge Liang isn't as cautious as you). But since Han Meizhu has said that, I'll let it go. It's such a small matter, I don't need to be so meticulous.
So, with a smiling and excited Han Meizhu, I let her pull my arm and lean on my shoulder as we walked out. However, this arrangement made me a little uncomfortable because Han Meizhu isn't very old, and her breasts weren't small. A pair of breasts rubbing against me made me distracted.
When I had only taken a few steps with Han Meizhu, Park Soon-woo suddenly came running up to me. He stopped and looked at us, panting, and said, "Li Tianxie, I think you should go out the back door. No, you should call the police. There are over a hundred people outside, all gangsters. They say they're going to kill you. You'd better get out of here quickly. Hide in the school; they won't be able to come in for now. Then call the police and let them handle it. South Korea's security is pretty good, don't worry. The police will handle them." "
But... I'll go check it out. What's meant to happen will happen. There's no escaping it. It's better to face it. It's bound to happen sooner or later anyway," I said with a slight smile, seemingly unconcerned. Then, I led Han Meizhu, who was equally nonchalant, out of the school.
When we reached the entrance, it was already packed with people, mostly students. The crowd stood there, none of them ready to leave. It was just a chaotic scene. It seemed they weren't unwilling to leave, but rather unable to. The main gate was probably already blocked.
When I arrived at the gate, many people noticed me. They looked at me with different expressions – some worried, some excited, some pitiful, some mocking – a variety of looks. But regardless, they all seemed to know I was the person in charge, and they all made way for me. When I reached the gate, I saw a large crowd. I couldn't help but sigh, "There are so many thugs in South Korea!" Looking at the crowd standing there, there were at least a hundred people, a motley crew, blocking the school gate and preventing anyone from entering or leaving. And more people were arriving, making it quite a large group. ... Chapter

255 My Brothers Are Even More Numerous
. You see, South Korea doesn't have a large population to begin with, and their quality isn't great either. Excluding the elderly and children, how many people are there? Looking at the ratio of these thugs, it's not small compared to China. So although their numbers aren't huge, like the thousands of members in Chinese gangs, it's still quite a lot compared to the rest of the country.
They stood there, each with an angry expression. Although they weren't carrying any weapons, it was clear their belongings were in the truck behind them. About ten meters from the school, there was a truck with its back door open; I figured their things were in that truck.
A group of about a hundred people, mostly around thirty years old, with only a few over thirty, appearing to be in their mid-twenties. They stood there, each with a menacing look, dressed in a motley collection of clothes and with varied appearances. However, none of them looked like respectable people; the group immediately gave the impression of thugs.
One of them, standing in the center, bore a striking resemblance to Han Xiangyu. His ordinary face carried a hint of menace, and a small mustache on his chin added to his ruggedness and maturity. A patch of scalp was exposed on his head, topped with an oval steel plate, making him look terrifying.
He stood at the entrance, wearing a plaid shirt and white casual pants, hands on his hips. Behind him, a group of menacing-looking henchmen blocked the entrance, and another man held up a sign that read, "Li Tianxie, come out."
I felt helpless about this. Just another street thug, no, perhaps more accurately, a small-time gangster. If I were them, I'd rather park a few cars there, pull me into one when I came out, and do whatever I wanted. Their actions were far too grand, making such a big show of it, as if they had some kind of authority. They completely disregarded the police. The consequences of this would be extremely dire. Even if the police didn't dare bother them for a while, they wouldn't fare well afterward. Any big gang with a modicum of sense wouldn't want to invite such trouble.
"Are you looking for me?" I asked the group, who had automatically parted to reach the front of the school. I addressed the leader in front of me.
"My name is Han Shanggong. People in the underworld call me 'Steel Head.' So you're the one who messed with my nephew and played tricks on him?" Han Shanggong, the leader, said calmly after seeing me. His icy tone resonated around us. Even an idiot would know from his expression that things weren't going to end well.
"Oh, sorry, I was just playing a little game with Han Xiangyu. What's the problem?" I said with a slight smile.
"A little game? Breaking my nephew's hand, kicking him to the rooftop, and throwing him five meters high—is that a game? Since you think that's a game, then I'll let you experience it too." Han Shanggong said angrily, clearly dissatisfied with my answer. "Whatever
, of course, provided you have the ability." I shrugged indifferently, looking at Han Shanggong with a nonchalant air. There was no need to take this guy seriously.
"Bastard, what did you say? How dare you talk to me like that? Don't you want to live?" Han Shanggong glared at me, his fists clenched tightly, as if ready to punch me at any moment.
Not only him, but his henchmen behind him were also shouting, as if I were their mortal enemy, ready to tear me apart at any moment.
"I told you, if you have the ability, then..." I rolled my eyes at Han Shanggong and said calmly.
"Bastard!" Han Shanggong cursed at me after hearing this, and then swung his fist and charged at me, aiming a punch at my left cheek. However, before he could hit me, I had already kicked out, sending Han Shanggong flying more than five meters away. Han Shanggong tumbled several times before regaining his balance. At this moment, blood was seeping from his forehead and flowing down his face, but he didn't pay attention to it. He just clutched his stomach and kept vomiting bile. It was easy to imagine that the force of this kick was not light, otherwise Han Shanggong would not have reacted like this.
"Boss, boss, are you alright?"
Han Shanggong's henchmen rushed over in a panic after seeing their boss kicked away, supporting him and anxiously asking, "Are you alright?" After all, the area around the school was all concrete; anyone could imagine how painful it would be to roll around like that, let alone be kicked like that.
"Damn it, kill him!" Han Shanggong, clutching his stomach on the cold concrete, yelled at his men. His men glared at me angrily, ready to attack, when suddenly a commotion arose behind me. Forty or fifty students, seemingly out of nowhere, rushed out with weapons.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." A group of people rushed out quickly. Although they were still wearing school uniforms and hadn't had time to change, it didn't hide their fierceness at all. At this time, the weapons they carried were nothing more than baseball bats, chair legs, and the like. However, when they came out, they faced these thugs without hesitation and blocked my way, surrounding me in the center. There were probably more than forty of them.
"Young Master Xie, my name is Liu Hucheng. We are all local Chinese. Ghost Face sent us to help you. They will be here soon." At this moment, a handsome young man said respectfully to me, speaking fluent Chinese. The others looked confused and didn't understand what we were saying, only knowing that these students were very respectful to me.
"Okay, I understand." I nodded and said, appreciating Ghost Face even more. These students probably used to be here before. Otherwise, with so many people coming in, I wouldn't have been unaware that one of them had received the news and rushed out. It seems that these people are quite capable. We Chinese, no matter where we are, are the best. We are all brave and daring men.
"What are you looking at? Kill them!" Han Shanggong, still recovering, shouted weakly at his men.
Without hesitation, his men charged forward. These were just a few elementary school students, outnumbered, so they had no reason to be afraid. They rushed in one by one, starting to beat our men.
Our men, equally unfazed, didn't hold back at all, grabbing their weapons and retaliating. At this point, Han Shanggong's men, except for those in front, had all returned, grabbed their weapons, and charged back, drawing their meter-long machetes without hesitation.
After suffering some initial losses, they began their counterattack.
"Ah..." One of Han Shanggong's men rushed over with a large knife. Seeing one of my men, he swung it without hesitation, slashing at his shoulder. The knife severed a section of the long staff in my man's hand, and the blade left a gaping wound on his shoulder, revealing a pile of white bone and torn flesh. Several women nearby began to scream, instinctively covering their eyes.
My man was no coward either. Although he had been at a disadvantage first, and the pain was enough to make him faint, he still grabbed the man's arm. At this moment, another man rushed in from behind, grabbed a chair leg, and smashed it down on the man's head without hesitation. Blood gushed out from the back of his head.
Although my men were relatively tenacious, they were outnumbered at this point, and they were no match for these thugs. After all, they were students, and their fighting skills were naturally inferior to the others. Moreover, the other side was armed, making them no match. Within minutes, more than a dozen had fallen, and the remaining twenty-odd were all injured. However, Liu Hucheng led the way, protecting my side and preventing the other side from getting close.
At this time, Han Shanggong also stood up, clearly much better. However, judging from the situation around him, his complexion wasn't much better. Several of his men were also injured, but these were minor matters. The problem was that a brawl had broken out at the school gate. If not handled properly, Han Shanggong would be in serious trouble. He could very well become a criminal, or have his gang wiped out. In the best-case scenario, he might lose half his fortune.
However, neither situation was good for Han Shanggong. At this moment, Han Shanggong had become ruthless, his face extremely gloomy. He shouted to his men, "Damn it, since it's come to this, then kill all these bastards! Damn it, if you won't let me live, I won't let you get away with it!"
After saying that, he took a large knife from one of his men and prepared to charge forward. Although the group of people around me did not leave, they inevitably showed fear on their faces, their faces pale, and they nervously watched the more than one hundred people following Han Shanggong.
"Boom!" Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the sky, dark clouds gathered, and a torrential rain poured down from the sky in an instant. The water splashed everywhere, and the students and teachers standing behind us couldn't help but look in this direction, their faces showing fear.
"Kill them all!!!" A roar rang out, rough and powerful. The voice didn't come from Han Shanggong's group, but from afar. A burly man with a full beard stood about ten meters away at the corner, a katana in his hand, shouting to those behind him.
Behind him stood countless people, densely packed. In the dim light, a group of men in black suits, each wielding a katana, charged forward, shouting in unison. Their uniform black bodysuits obscured their identities, but a closer look revealed a white lotus flower embroidered on their chests—subtle yet clearly visible.
"Brothers, kill these bastards! One hundred thousand for each one killed!" the burly man continued, then led the charge, following the others who had already rushed forward.
A group of people charged forward, howling and yelling. Judging by their appearance, there were at least three to five hundred of them. Seeing this, Han Shanggong was completely dumbfounded. However, after a moment of stunned silence, he made the wisest choice a gangster boss
could make. "Run!" With a loud shout, Han Shanggong led his men and began to run in two directions. Even an idiot could see who was stronger. Although Han Shanggong was somewhat reckless, he wasn't an idiot for surviving this long, so he naturally chose to run.
But a strange scene unfolded on the main street near the small gate: the group of people who had been so aggressive just moments before were now running desperately in the rain, while hundreds of men in black were chasing them relentlessly, shouting and yelling. They could only flee for their lives.
Unfortunately, just as they reached the edge of the area, about to turn the corner of another block, countless people suddenly appeared before them again. A dense mass of men in black, armed with weapons, emerged from both sides, hundreds blocking the entire area. Seeing them approach, a middle-aged man at the front smiled slightly, raised his katana, and roared, "Kill!"
With that, a group of men in black, led by the middle-aged man, charged forward. The two groups surrounded the exhausted Han Shanggong and his group in the center, and a fierce battle ensued. Swords flashed, killing intent filled the air, and countless people were killed or wounded in an instant.
The hundred or so men, already unable to resist and having discarded their weapons, were now facing an enemy several times their number. Completely demoralized, they were no match for the enemy and were felled one by one.
Snowmelt mingled with rain, soaking the earth. The bright red blood was washed away cleanly, leaving no trace. As the crowd gradually dispersed, the ground was littered with corpses. Han Shanggong struggled for a moment, then collapsed to the ground, unable to rise again.
Throughout, I remained motionless, observing the scene with a lit cigarette. Undoubtedly, I was quite satisfied with my men's performance. At least they hadn't disgraced the Desperate Ice Mirror Society, nor had they disgraced me, Li Tianxie. This incident also fully proved one thing: South Korean thugs are indeed numerous (fully proving the author is a complete idiot), but I have even more brothers.
In this society, what's the most powerful thing? More people, more weapons. Undoubtedly, I have an absolute advantage. I have all three (except for being brainless), so I'm formidable, arrogant, and awesome (you big idiot!). Therefore, no one dares to mess with me, because messing with you means certain death (certainly, messing with you, you big idiot, would damage your own intelligence).
The rain didn't stop, and everyone was stunned by the scene. Many people watched in horror, and even after the men in black dispersed, no one dared to step out of the school. Liu Hucheng and his group ran over to help their injured subordinates, who were groaning on the ground, to their feet. At that moment, a dozen cars sped by, and about a hundred people got out. The students who got out instinctively took a step back, looking at these people in fear. It seemed that the shock they had just experienced was too great for their fragile hearts to bear (my fragile heart, oh my god, my fragile heart is about to collapse).
"Young Master Xie." A group of people lined up and bowed respectfully when they saw me. After I nodded, they began to move, lifting the injured people into the cars and leaving. Two people stayed behind to drape a blanket over me, and one stood behind me holding an umbrella for me (Do you think you're Chow Yun-fat?? Idiot).
After the car in front drove away, a convoy of sedans slowly pulled up, and dozens of men in black suits got out (I'm exasperated, can you please stop describing black suits all the time?). Upon seeing me, they lined up in two rows again, standing there respectfully. One of my men opened the doors of the two extended Lincoln limousines in front of me, then bowed respectfully and stood there, waiting for me to enter. Two of my men quickly took out a paving stone and spread it out on the road, stopping only at my feet. I smiled slightly and waved to Han Meizhu behind me, signaling her to come over.
Han Meizhu was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, then ran over happily, skipping and hopping, grabbing my hand and looking at me with a surprised expression (a perfect match of a idiot and a silly girl). Although she didn't say anything, it was certain that this girl was thinking something abnormal (by the way, I've always thought Li Tianxie was the most abnormal... except for the author, of course). Otherwise, she wouldn't have such an expression. Seriously, what a dense girl (I swear, such a loli tone). The bloody scene just now didn't shock her, and now she's laughing and talking excitedly. She's definitely not an ordinary person (they're all fucking perverts).
Without saying anything more, I pulled Han Meizhu towards the car. Twenty subordinates stood in two rows, one holding an umbrella for me. As I walked towards the car, each subordinate bowed respectfully to me with every step, until we reached the car (I can't even describe it). Everyone bent over, too afraid to look up. After I got in, one of my men closed the car door for me. Then, the twenty-odd people quickly got into the Mercedes-Benzes in front and behind. Under the dumbfounded gazes of the students, my convoy slowly drove away. As we passed the pile of corpses, I tossed a cigarette butt out and flicked it onto Han Shanggong's unseeing face.
Amidst the pouring rain, I left, leaving behind an unforgettable scene, a pile of corpses, and my imposing figure.
(Author's note: This story is too torturous, I'm breaking down...)

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