Chapter 70: Come Over Here!

Wei Feng never liked reading books since he was a child. When he was in kindergarten, he would make his classmates cry every day by fighting with them, causing the school a lot of headaches.

He didn't read books, recognize words, or like singing, dancing, or drawing. He only liked fighting. His favorite game was 'Cops and Robbers.' He would play the robber, making all the other kids play the cops, and every time, those cops would be beaten until they cried.

A chubby kid, who was afraid of being beaten, even stole a gun from home to give to him, saying he wanted to be a robber with him.

He liked guns. So, there were finally two robbers in the class.

Because of his father Wei Liucheng's authoritative position, the school and the parents of the children dared to be angry but not to speak. However, due to the discovery of the gun, his 'heroic deeds' were finally exposed at home.

Thus, Wei Liucheng apologized to the school and took Wei Feng back home to teach him personally.

He knew his son liked fighting, so he invited many famous masters to teach him various martial arts. Under his father's scolding and the threat of the whip, Wei Feng had no choice but to start learning various knowledge.

Over time, Wei Feng did not become a brute but instead became the most cultured and knowledgeable among children of the same age. Because he was often by his father's side, he also came into contact with various plots and schemes, making him more mature than other children.

Wei Liucheng never expected to educate such a unique son and was extremely proud of it.

Wei Feng began systematically learning martial arts from the age of five. He was very talented in this area, and his skills improved rapidly. Later, even the champions of the military's combat sports were no match for him. Because he went to the special forces camp every day to fight, he was given the nickname 'Wuchi' (Martial Eater) by the special forces. Others were obsessed with martial arts, but he treated practicing martial arts as 'eating.' Three times a day, without missing a single meal.

He never expected that just driving to Nan Da to drop someone off would lead him to encounter a master. A master who could block his punches.

"How did you do that?" Wei Feng asked curiously, ignoring the fact that they were still in a fight.

"If you want to do it, you can do it," Tang Zhong said with a smile. His right foot kicked out like lightning, aiming for Wei Feng's crotch.

"Villainous," Wei Feng was already prepared and kicked out as well.

Then, their shins collided, making a dull sound.

One kick failed, but Tang Zhong did not give up.

He kicked out again.

Wei Feng, unwilling to be outdone by Tang Zhong, kicked out again as well.

Clang

Their shins collided again.

Clang

Their shins collided again.

Clang

Clang

Clang

They seemed to have gone mad, kicking each other with all their might. Using their bodies to torment each other and then being tormented in return.

Ten times. Twenty times. Thirty times.

Finally, they ran out of strength to kick.

Then, they looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and fiercely rammed their heads forward.

Bang

Sparks flew. Stars twinkled.

Their tightly clasped hands finally separated, and their bodies staggered backward.

Bang Bang Bang

Each of them took three steps back and then stabilized their stance.

"FUCK," Wei Feng cursed, holding his head in pain.

"Shit," Tang Zhong also couldn't help but curse. He thought his legs were strong, but he didn't expect the kid's legs to be just as strong. He thought his head was hard, but he didn't expect the other's to be soft either.

"Brilliant. Truly brilliant," You Mu clapped and cheered.

Su Shan looked at Tang Zhong calmly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Lu Junzhuo finally began to take Tang Zhong seriously. He couldn't help but do so.

He himself knew some self-defense skills, but he knew that if he faced Tang Zhong, he might be beaten down within three minutes.

"Could Su Shan like men with good martial arts skills?" Such a thought suddenly popped into Lu Junzhuo's mind.

To wait and see Lu Yifei's embarrassed appearance when he came out of the toilet, Hu Ming, Liang Tao, and Li Yu took a seat at a barbecue stand opposite the toilet. After ordering twenty skewers of lamb, ten chicken wings, a few skewers of leeks, and a dozen beers, the three of them started drinking.

However, no matter how long they waited, Lu Yifei didn't come out, as if he were planning to settle down in the toilet. This made the three of them quite disappointed and angry.

But they could understand Lu Yifei's feelings.

With the current bustling Xuefu Street and many people like Hu Ming waiting at the entrance to see his embarrassing appearance, how could he possibly want to come out?

So, Hu Ming and Liang Tao started drinking competitively.

"Two little bees, flying into the flower garden. Left fly, right fly, fly, fly, fly."

They played rock-paper-scissors. Hu Ming chose scissors, and Liang Tao chose paper. So, Hu Ming raised his hand and slapped it down, and Liang Tao let out a painful "ah, ah" sound.

"Fly, fly, fly."

They played again. Hu Ming chose rock, and Liang Tao also chose rock. Then, the two greasy mouths pretended to kiss each other.

Li Yu's face turned slightly red, and he turned his head away.

The barbecue had just been served when they heard someone shouting that there was another fight, and Tang Zhong was fighting again.

The three of them looked at each other.

"Can't be a joke, right?" Hu Ming asked doubtfully.

"Is the second brother that fierce? He just beat up a bunch of people, and everyone is still talking about his heroic deeds. How can he fight again?" Liang Tao asked.

Li Yu had already stood up and run to the front of the crowd.

The two of them quickly stood up, ready to go help, when the barbecue stand owner shouted at them, "Students, pay up, students, pay up."

Liang Tao pulled out a hundred yuan and slapped it on the table, shouting, "Keep the lamb warm. We'll come back for drinks after the fight."

At first, they were skeptical. They knew that Tang Zhong was actually quite low-key and didn't like to cause trouble—at least that's what they thought.

How could he fight again right after a fight?

But when they ran over, they saw Su Shan, and they knew it was real.

What is a beauty disaster? Where there is beauty, how can there not be disaster?

"Boss, get ready," Liang Tao shouted. He ran back and picked up a half-brick from the ground, holding it in his hand.

Hu Ming couldn't find a suitable weapon and said angrily, "Let them taste the iron fist of Master Hu."

Li Yu didn't even look for a weapon. He knew that he could only cheer and encourage.

"Stop," Liang Tao shouted loudly.

Hu Ming wanted to shout something powerful, but when he saw the guy standing opposite Tang Zhong, he suddenly forgot to move and almost fell flat on his face.

After a brief hesitation, he quickly ran to the scene.

"Wei Feng, I think the fight isn't over yet, right?" You Mu said with a smile. "No one wants to give up such a good show—it's too exciting."

"Again," Wei Feng said through gritted teeth. He carefully felt his shins, which were trembling, but he knew that when he really fought, this symptom would disappear.

"I'll see it through to the end," Tang Zhong said coldly.

He liked Su Shan's words: "I am Su Shan. Whoever dares to touch me will pay the price."

"I am Tang Zhong. Whoever dares to touch me will pay the price."

Just as the two were about to fight again, a familiar voice came: "Second brother, Wei Feng, stop."

Tang Zhong and Wei Feng looked over and saw Hu Ming's large figure running over.

"Acquaintances. All acquaintances," Hu Ming shouted. He ran to Wei Feng and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Qian Ming?" Wei Feng didn't expect to run into Hu Ming at the Nan Da entrance and asked with a smile, "Why are you here? Oh, I remember. I heard from my old man that you're studying psychology at Nan Da?"

"Yes. I called Uncle Wei and asked him for help," Hu Ming said with a smile. His uncle and Wei Feng's father, Wei Liucheng, were good friends. When Wei Feng went to Yanjing to play, Hu Ming would accompany and entertain him. So, the two were friends.

Then he pointed at Tang Zhong and asked, "Why are you fighting with our second brother?"

"Your second brother?" Wei Feng asked in confusion.

"Yes. Our dorm's second brother. My good friend," Hu Ming said.

Wei Feng's expression became strange. He turned to look at You Mu and said with a smile, "Qian Ming, you'd better not get involved. Wait a bit, and after the fight, we'll find a place to have a drink."

"Drink my ass," Hu Ming said angrily. "I've already told you he's my second brother, and you still want to fight him? My brother fighting my brother? How can I stand in the middle? No matter how big the issue, it can be resolved. Let's go have a drink. The lamb is roasting, and the drinks are ready, just waiting for us to go."

"Is Wei Feng your friend?" You Mu asked with a smile.

Even Su Shan and Lu Junzhuo looked at Hu Ming with confusion. They didn't expect that Tang Zhong's dorm leader would know Wei Feng, who was with You Mu.

This show is getting more and more interesting.

"Yes. My friend," Wei Feng said with a smile.

"Oh," You Mu nodded and said, "I said I would break his leg. If he doesn't have a broken leg, am I slapping myself?"

"How can I let Young Master You slap himself?" Wei Feng said with a sinister smile.

He turned to Hu Ming and said, "Qian Ming, don't get involved. Some people don't deserve to be your brother."

"You're right," Hu Ming said, sticking out his neck. "Some people don't deserve to be my brother. So, I'm definitely getting involved."

He patted his chest and said, "I know you can fight. Come over here."

PS: Second update. I need to explain that I have no saved drafts. I write a chapter and immediately post it.