Chapter 71

Chapter 72: Campus Brawl

Zhao Heng had just returned to the dormitory when Qiao Fatty and Song Qingguan rushed over, shouting. After confirming from Zhao Heng that the grudge with the Qing Gang had been resolved and Ye Shishi had agreed to take over the Song family's assets, the two jumped up with even more excitement. Everything had gone as Zhao Heng had predicted, and all the problems had been resolved through a combination of persuasion and force.

"A pity we lost ten billion."

Zhao Heng looked at Song Qingguan, "Qingguan, I'm sorry."

"Boss, what are you talking about?"

Song Qingguan put his arm around Zhao Heng's shoulder, not caring at all, "In my original plan, I had already given up on those twenty billion. Even if I had fought to the death, I never thought I could get them back. Besides, if you hadn't saved me back then, I would have been thrown into the Huangpu River by Zhang Ning long ago. Now, with ten billion..."

"I'm incredibly happy."

Song Qingguan waved his hand generously, "Boss, let's split this ten billion evenly."

Qiao Fatty raised his head, "Damn! You're really generous."

Song Qingguan chuckled, "We're brothers, no need to be so formal." The family upheaval had turned him from a rich second generation to a fallen son, but it also made Song Qingguan see many things clearly. Money and power were like clouds to him; only the two good brothers in front of him were truly trustworthy. Therefore, he chose to share the good fortune without hesitation.

Seeing the sincere and genuine look in Song Qingguan's eyes, Qiao Fatty's face showed a hint of emotion. He hadn't read many books or chased many girls at Huahai University, but the two friends he had made made his trip worthwhile. Just as he was about to say something, Zhao Heng picked up the textbook on the table, smiled bitterly, and said:

"Let's talk about it after we get the money. Now, we should go to class."

Only then did Qiao Yuncai and the others remember they had classes in the third and fourth periods. They hurriedly took out their new textbooks and followed. Just as the three of them reached the front of the student building, Tu Honggang blocked their way, accompanied by over twenty sports students, all of them looking fierce and blocking Zhao Heng and the others. Some onlookers were watching from a distance.

Tu Honggang flicked his cigarette and shouted in a harsh voice, "Zhao Heng, you humiliated us special students in the cafeteria, and we tolerated it. You beat us on the soccer field, and we tolerated it for the sake of Young Master Ding. But you defamed me on the forum and ruined my reputation. Even a clay figure has a temper."

"Today, we need to settle this."

Around the railing in front of the building, over ten sports students were smoking casually, leaning against the railing, their eyes half-closed, exhaling smoke, their open soccer jerseys revealing their bare chests, showing their aggressive nature. Each of them had a look of arrogance, as if they were the best in the world.

"Honggang, take him down!"

The over twenty sports students scanned Zhao Heng and the others with radar-like eyes, while their peripheral vision caught the attention of the onlookers. Where there were women, men always showed their strength more easily. Therefore, facing Zhao Heng, who was about to be their victim, all of them were eager to try.

"Honggang, see that? You've made everyone angry!"

Qiao Yuncai frowned, "Aren't you afraid the school will expel you?"

At this, Tu Honggang and the others burst into laughter, the former sneering, "Compared to our value, you three are nothing. We bring glory to Huahai University every year, something you can never achieve in your lifetime. Even if we beat you up, or even cripple you..."

"The school won't do anything to us, especially since you three started the trouble."

"Really want to fight?"

Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed, "No chance of reconciliation?"

"Reconciliation my ass!"

The iron gate in front of the building had already been closed, and over twenty people had surrounded Zhao Heng and the others. To let others see their bravery, Tu Honggang deliberately left a section of the iron fence open so that onlookers could clearly see the scene. At that moment, a boy rushed to Zhao Heng, raising his thick hand.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, what will we do?"

Just as he was about to slap Zhao Heng, he saw a change in Zhao Heng's eyes. The cold gaze made the boy's hand, which was raised in the air, hesitate for a long time, not daring to really come down. For some reason, the boy suddenly felt a chill, followed by a pain in his abdomen.

Zhao Heng punched him in the stomach and coldly shouted, "I'll show you!"

"Bang!"

The boy's body trembled, swayed, and retreated, feeling as if his insides were churning, almost vomiting bile. Then Zhao Heng slapped him with the back of his hand, and in the girls' screams, the slap left a clear imprint of five fingers on his face. The boy's half face immediately swelled, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

In the next second, Zhao Heng kicked him to the ground. As the boy rolled away, he saw an even more shocking scene. Zhao Heng threw the book to Qiao Yuncai, turned around, and took two steps forward. He grabbed a thumb-thick railing and, in the shocked gaze of Tu Honggang and the others, snapped it off with a "clang."

Iron bar in hand!

Many girls covered their mouths in shock, their eyes wide with surprise.

The railing made a "hum" sound, the metallic vibration like a storm sweeping past, almost rupturing the eardrums. The entire fence shook slightly and took a while to stop. But the dense and sturdy railing was clearly missing one bar.

What kind of strength is this?

Tu Honggang and the others all gaped, their eyes almost popping out.

"Since there's no reconciliation, let's fight."

Zhao Heng never showed mercy to those who were malicious and unrepentant. He swung the iron bar, striking the surrounding sports students one by one, causing screams and cries that made people shudder. Some tried to crawl away but were pulled back by Zhao Heng. As for those who stubbornly resisted, Zhao Heng knocked them to the ground. In a cacophony of screams, over twenty sports students soon lay scattered on the ground. The students outside were all stunned, and the girls were wide-eyed, unable to believe how ruthless Zhao Heng was.

Soon, Zhao Heng was holding the iron bar, looking at Tu Honggang with a cold smile.

Tu Honggang's courage had vanished, "Y-You, what are you going to do?"

"Did you really want to die, daring to fight me?"

Zhao Heng looked at Tu Honggang and snorted coldly. The coldness in his voice made everyone feel as if they were lying naked in the snow, chilled to the bone. The over twenty sports students on the ground moved away from Zhao Heng, afraid of being hit by the iron bar again. Tu Honggang, looking at Zhao Heng, tried to maintain his dignity despite his trembling:

"If you touch me, the consequences will be more than you can bear. My uncle is the deputy chief of the police."

Many girls were watching the scene, and Tu Honggang had to stand tall. So he mentioned his influential uncle, hoping the powerless Zhao Heng would think twice. But a few seconds later, Zhao Heng walked up to Tu Honggang and, under the gaze of many people, swung his arm.

"Slap!"

Zhao Heng slapped Tu Honggang, who spat out a mouthful of blood and a tooth in the girls' screams. Dizzy and disoriented, Tu Honggang heard Zhao Heng's cold snort, "Go, go find your uncle. I want to see how serious the consequences will be."

Tu Honggang's face was filled with anger and frustration, but seeing the iron bar in Zhao Heng's hand and his fallen comrades, he could only swallow his委屈. Looking at Zhao Heng's fierce expression, he gritted his teeth and led the others away. At this point, any more talk would only invite another slap from Zhao Heng.

"Qingguan, give a thousand yuan to the administrator to have the iron bar welded back."

Zhao Heng threw the iron bar on the ground, the clanging sound making everyone's hearts tremble. He then hurriedly left before the school security arrived. However, Zhao Heng's name was already etched in their minds. While they marveled at his bravery and strength, they also secretly shook their heads, knowing Zhao Heng would pay a price for this.

How could Tu Honggang and these local sports students be beaten so easily?

Zhao Heng had his reasons for slapping Tu Honggang. When dealing with campus bullies like Tu Honggang, once he acted, he had to completely crush any thoughts of resistance. Otherwise, these spoiled brats would keep纠缠. Zhao Heng wasn't afraid of anything, but he didn't want to involve Qiao Yuncai and the others.

After the three left, the administrator stared at the gap in the railing for ten minutes, holding the iron bar and the money.

"This guy is really ruthless."

In a BMW not far from the boys' dormitory, Young Master Ding played with a cigarette, his movements graceful, "It seems the Huahai bar incident was no exaggeration. Zhao Heng took down over a hundred Qing Gang members and cut off their hands. Interesting, I didn't expect to see such a fierce person at Huahai University."

"Brother, you knew he was strong, why did you still make me incite Tu Honggang?"

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