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Chapter 31 of 100

Chapter 31

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Li Mu knew that since the fight had escalated to the point where a classmate was stabbed and hospitalized, it meant that the drunk, inexperienced boys behind him could go berserk, and he wouldn't be able to hold them back.

Moreover, Li Mu had no intention of stopping the fight. Since he had already disarmed the other side, his group now had a decisive advantage. In this situation, it would be better to thoroughly teach these hooligans a lesson and enjoy the fight to the fullest!

When Li Mu said that anyone who fought back would have their arm broken, he was also speaking to the hooligans, who would likely be too afraid to retaliate after hearing this.

With the right guidance, adrenaline can unleash extraordinary destructive power. The twenty or thirty boys, roused by Li Mu's words, charged forward, almost four or five to one. The opponents were just young thugs in their early twenties, and their combat skills were far from being able to handle such a disadvantage, so they were quickly overwhelmed by the chaos of punches and kicks.

The few girls in the class watched in fear. A group fight at Hai Zhou No.1 High School was rarer than a meteor shower. For a moment, the girls were at a loss and looked to Su Yingxue for guidance.

Su Yingxue was always the most decisive and mature among her peers. If she hadn't refused, she would have been the class president for all three years of high school.

"Yingxue, what should we do now?" The vice president was so flustered that she couldn't speak properly.

Su Yingxue's eyes scanned the chaotic fight, finding Li Mu's figure. The naughty boy was wielding a toilet mop, viciously poking the fallen hooligans one by one.

Amused and relieved, Su Yingxue relaxed. No matter what, the situation was under control with Li Mu and the male classmates. There was no need for her to panic.

"Let's just watch for now," Su Yingxue said calmly, surprising the girls around her.

The other girls soon realized that with such a one-sided situation, there was no need to worry too much.

With twenty or thirty boys against five, it was a classic case of too many cooks. The few hooligans were beaten until their faces were bruised and swollen, and they were howling in pain, covered in hand and foot marks. Li Mu, mixed in the crowd, was still not satisfied and shouted, "Tear off their clothes!"

Hooligans care about their reputation. Even if they come out with nothing, they still want to save face. They can take a beating, but they won't beg for mercy. However, when a group of drunk high school students started tearing their clothes, they couldn't hold out.

"Big brothers..."

The hooligan who had been wielding a butterfly knife and acting tough was now completely cowed, covering his crotch and shouting, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please don't tear my clothes!"

Hu, who was red-eyed with rage, pointed at the hooligan's underwear and yelled to the classmates around him, "Damn it, he's so arrogant. I want to see how many balls he has in his pants. Tear him apart!"

The wolf-like teenagers surged forward, and the sound of tearing fabric filled the air as they ripped off the hooligans' underwear.

For hooligans, being beaten in the summer wasn't embarrassing, but being stripped naked, even down to their underwear, was a humiliation that went beyond the family. These guys had been in the game for a while, but they had never encountered such ruthless high school students. The physical pain and psychological humiliation quickly broke their will, and one of them started sobbing, followed by the others, who were now completely naked and crying.

At this moment, the KTV manager and a group of security guards rushed over. Seeing the situation getting out of control, they couldn't sit still and tried to break up the fight. However, with only seven or eight of them, it was difficult to stop the dozens of frenzied young men.

"Stop fighting, or we'll call the police!" a young man in a cheap suit shouted.

He was the KTV's hall manager, but in reality, he was just a bouncer, a typical young thug.

Li Mu was irritated by the manager's attitude. When the hooligans were beating up his classmates, these people didn't intervene. Now, after his classmates called for help and rushed over, the KTV staff still didn't step in. They were likely friends with the hooligans.

Sure enough, the hooligan with the butterfly knife, covering his crotch, cried out, "Brother Jun, quickly pull them apart!"

Li Mu again incited his classmates, "Ignore this guy, keep fighting. See if he dares to come over!"

As he spoke, Li Mu kicked the hooligan in the crotch and stomped on his front teeth with his heel, causing a sound of breaking teeth.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the KTV manager quickly called the police. With so many customers watching, he couldn't join the fight himself, or the boss would fire him.

KTVs usually have connections with the police, so a call was made, and within minutes, over a dozen police officers and security guards rushed in.

The KTV was located in the center of Hai Zhou City, under the jurisdiction of the Construction Road Police Station. The deputy chief of the station, Geng Biao, who was on night duty, led the team.

Everyone in the police station, from the chief to the officers and security guards, had received benefits from the KTV owner. So when Geng Biao heard that there was trouble, he immediately led the team over.

"Chief Geng," the KTV manager hurriedly approached Geng Biao, "These high school students are drunk and causing trouble here..."

Geng Biao sneered, "Causing trouble, huh? Take them all to the station and call their parents to pay the fines!"

In those days, the police usually handled minor fights by rounding everyone up and waiting for the other side to pay the fines.

Then, Geng Biao turned to the officers and security guards with rubber batons, "Cuff them all!"

"Yes, sir!"

Just as they were about to charge at Li Mu and his group, Su Yingxue stepped forward, expressionless, and said, "Uncle Geng, these are my classmates. The other side started the fight and used a knife. Our classmates were just defending themselves, and we can all testify to this."

The KTV manager, seeing a girl speak up, sneered, "Little girl, you need evidence. It's clear who started the fight, you..."

"Shut up!"

The KTV manager was stunned, not understanding why Geng Biao suddenly lashed out at him.

Geng Biao couldn't possibly not recognize Su Yingxue. He knew she was the cherished daughter of Deputy Director Su Weimin of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Although he no longer worked at the bureau, he had still enjoyed the benefits of housing allocation and lived in the same neighborhood as Su Weimin, often seeing Su Yingxue.

Su Weimin was one of the three deputy directors of the bureau and a member of the party committee, ranking just below the director and the deputy director who was also the deputy party secretary. He was the third in command.

By the end of the year, the current director of the bureau would be transferred to the provincial department. As the third in command, Su Weimin and the second in command, Deputy Director Li Jiawei, were vying for the top position. Although Su Weimin wasn't the first choice, he was nearly ten years younger than Li Jiawei and had a bright political future.

For Geng Biao, Su Weimin was a person he couldn't even hope to curry favor with. How could he dare to favor the KTV staff in front of Su Weimin's daughter? If the girl mentioned this to her father, he would be in trouble.

So Geng Biao immediately changed his attitude, "First, separate everyone, find out what happened, and take the troublemakers back to the station! They dared to use a knife in a public place; they must be out of their minds!"

The KTV manager, a shrewd person, saw Geng Biao's sudden change and realized that the girl might have a special status. He reluctantly stepped aside and stopped interfering.

Although the hooligans were his friends, they weren't close enough. It was his own fault for not recognizing the situation, and he deserved to be beaten. There was no need for him to speak up for them now.