Chapter 14

After Zhang Yongwei finished speaking, he pretended to be indignant and bowed to the surrounding villagers. Before entering the village, the police had warned him that fighting was fine, and even if he injured or killed Ding Hao, it wouldn't be a big deal, but he must not provoke the villagers and turn it into a mass brawl. So, Zhang Yongwei first tried to separate the villagers from Ding Hao.

"Bullshit! It was clearly you who hit him, and you even have the nerve to stop him from leaving. A bunch of big men bullying an out-of-town girl, you should be ashamed!" Ding Hao had thought of a thousand ways to start the conversation, but he never expected Zhang Yongwei to be so shameless, making himself look righteous and turning Ding Hao into a petty person who had caused his classmate to lose 20,000 yuan due to a moment of lust.

The surrounding villagers didn't know the truth, but they knew Ding Hao wasn't a bad kid. However, it was also true that Ding Hao didn't have a girlfriend. Everyone was confused and started whispering to each other.

Seeing that his provocation had worked, Zhang Yongwei couldn't help but feel a bit smug. "Ding Hao, I'm not unreasonable. How about this: since we are classmates, let's split it. You pay me 10,000 yuan to fix the car, and I'll cover the rest."

"I don't have the money, and even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you!"

"Then help me find that girl from yesterday. I'll ask her for the money. Don't forget, you were the one protecting her. I heard you even sent her to the highway entrance, but unfortunately, she didn't appreciate it and didn't take you to the provincial city..."

Ding Hao realized that the person tailing him yesterday was indeed one of Zhang Yongwei's men. He hadn't expected that after Zhang Yongwei's words, he would be in such a difficult position. It seemed that Zhang Yongwei had improved a lot over the past two years, preparing everything thoroughly and trying to stand on the moral high ground.

However, Zhang Yongwei had miscalculated one thing. Today, he brought two cars, each filled with people, but there were only ten in total. Ding Hao was confident that while he might not be able to beat all ten, escaping from them wouldn't be too difficult, as they wouldn't all attack him at once.

"Zhang Yongwei, what do you really want?"

"I just want you to pay the money."

"Shameless! Even if I owed you money, do you think you and your few friends can beat me? You're part of the underworld, aren't you? Do you dare to fight me one-on-one? Bring out your strongest man, and I'll take him on! If I win, you all leave. If I lose, I'll give you 10,000 yuan!"

Ding Hao knew that Zhang Yongwei wouldn't come all this way and leave empty-handed. He didn't plan to give him any money, so he might as well be straightforward and fight. With ten opponents, Ding Hao wasn't sure of victory, so he wanted to provoke Zhang Yongwei into having his strongest man fight first. If he lost, he could at least escape easily. If he won, it would reduce the pressure and demoralize the others.

"Brother Wei, let me take care of this punk!" The speaker was a tall, muscular man, over 1.8 meters tall, weighing at least 200 pounds, and around 25 or 26 years old. He wasn't Zhang Yongwei's student or follower but was specially invited to keep the situation under control. After all, Ding Hao had quickly taken down three of them that day.

Zhang Yongwei hesitated, looking at the muscular man and then at Ding Hao, but didn't say anything. He had come to teach Ding Hao a lesson and was willing to use any means to achieve his goal. He just gave the muscular man a nod. The muscular man then stepped forward and stood between Zhang Yongwei and Ding Hao.

Ding Hao's lips curled into a smile, knowing Zhang Yongwei's plan. If the muscular man won, he could take the money and leave. If he lost, Zhang Yongwei could say he never agreed to the bet. However, Ding Hao wasn't afraid. His goal was to take down the strongest opponent first. If he couldn't win, he would run. But if he could reduce the pressure and demoralize the others, why not?

"Do you need a weapon?" Ding Hao asked the muscular man with a half-smile.

"Brat, I can kill you with one hand! Get ready to pay up!" The muscular man clearly didn't take Ding Hao seriously. He thought Zhang Yongwei was too weak and cowardly. A high school student, barely 1.8 meters tall and probably not more than 110 pounds, would be no match for him. He was confident that one punch would send Ding Hao flying.

"Fine, since you want to stand up for Zhang Yongwei, I'll give you a lesson today!" Ding Hao said, but he was also very cautious, not wanting to be taken down quickly.

"Looking for death!" The muscular man couldn't stand Ding Hao's talk. He valued strength and despised those who talked a lot but had no real skills. As soon as Ding Hao finished speaking, he stepped forward and threw a powerful punch.

So slow! Ding Hao's first thought was that the muscular man's speed was incredibly slow. Despite his large build, his speed was even worse than an average person's. Ding Hao's speed was 8% faster than average, and his advanced logistics skills made his movement speed 15% faster than average.

Even in terms of raw strength, Ding Hao didn't think he would lose. Strength doesn't simply increase with weight; it requires constant training. Clearly, the muscular man's bulk was mostly fat. However, Ding Hao didn't want to risk a strength contest.

Ding Hao quickly sidestepped, stepped forward, grabbed the muscular man's arm, and with a half-turn, threw him to the ground with a classic back throw. The muscular man landed on his back.

The muscular man, Zhang Yongwei, and the surrounding villagers were all stunned. Ding Hao didn't stop there; he stepped forward, kneeing the muscular man in the stomach and then punching him in the face.

"Stop, stop, I surrender!" The muscular man, realizing Ding Hao's target was Zhang Yongwei and seeing that Zhang Yongwei and his men were still in shock, decided not to fight a losing battle. Although he was不服气 (unwilling to admit defeat), he couldn't move at all under Ding Hao's grip. He realized Ding Hao was incredibly strong, and Zhang Yongwei was no match for him.

Seeing the muscular man surrender, Ding Hao smiled and stood up, kicking him in the buttocks before turning to Zhang Yongwei. "Take your people and get out!"

Zhang Yongwei was now a bit panicked. He remembered Yu Feng's words and his own experience that day. Ding Hao was indeed skilled, not just lucky. However, he didn't want to back down with ten men. He realized he had fallen for Ding Hao's trap.

The other hooligans were also stunned by Ding Hao's actions. They thought he was calm, cool, and collected. It was only when Ding Hao told them to leave that they realized he was their enemy today.

"Everyone, attack! What are you waiting for?" Zhang Yongwei, seeing his men were stunned, urged them on.

"Hooligans are hooligans, they have no honor..." Ding Hao shook his head. He didn't expect Zhang Yongwei to keep his word, but his first plan had succeeded. Now, he had to rely on his strength to drive them away. Besides the muscular man on the ground, Zhang Yongwei still had eight men.

Ding Hao walked towards the parking area, causing a stir among the villagers.

"Ding Hao, you can't beat them..."

"Ding Hao, why don't you hide for a while..."

"Ding Hao..."

Ding Hao knew the villagers meant well. He was confident and also worried that a fight might damage his house. Although it wasn't worth much, it was where he and Old Yang had lived for over a decade.

Seeing Ding Hao approach, the men in the cars got out and quickly surrounded him.

"Go find the village chief!"

"Finding the village chief won't help, call the police instead."

"Who said finding the village chief won't help? What's going on?" Zhou Fuquan's voice was heard from a distance. As the village chief, he was often domineering, but when the villagers saw Ding Hao in trouble, someone had already informed him.

Despite the awkwardness from the day Ding Hao caught him in the act, Zhou Fuquan, being the village bully, believed he was the law in the village. Hearing that he was useless, he raised his voice in anger.

Zhang Yongwei ignored Zhou Fuquan, and so did Ding Hao. Seeing the time was right, he got ready to fight.

"Ding Hao, don't worry, I've already called 120 and 110. They're outside the village. If you're smart, you'll pay up. Otherwise, humph..."

"Pay my ass, you scoundrel." Ding Hao kicked out, knowing that the only way to deal with such a ruffian was to be quick and decisive. Sure enough, Zhang Yongwei was caught off guard, hit in the stomach.

"You... Look, everyone, what are you waiting for? Get him!" Zhang Yongwei, clutching his stomach, looked at his men.

The men in the car were stunned, not expecting the muscular man to be taken down so quickly. They were there to cheer, and with so many villagers watching, they didn't want to provoke a mass incident. Hearing Zhang Yongwei's command, they quickly got out and surrounded Ding Hao.

Ding Hao didn't care. He knew he had to take them down today to escape. He was single and had a place to stay in Er Fangtou, so he wasn't afraid of Zhang Yongwei causing trouble later. Punches and kicks flew, and soon a few more were on the ground.

Ding Hao was holding back. These men were even weaker than Zhang Yongwei, with strength and speed values around 80 to 90, far below Ding Hao's. In terms of morale, they were even worse. Especially after Ding Hao took down the muscular man and kicked Zhang Yongwei.

Ding Hao was angry, but these were just hooligans, and he didn't want to hurt them too badly, especially since the police were already on their way. However, Zhang Yongwei wasn't ready to give up. Seeing several men on the ground, he was furious. "Get up, don't pretend to be dead. Take him down, and I'll take the blame!"

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