Chapter 19

Being hit by so many people with weapons and still not getting hurt, Zheng Wu's cool image still lingered in my mind; this guy was about to become the top hero of the night!

I rushed into the washroom and saw Zheng Wu standing in front of a row of faucets, holding his head and washing while shouting, "Damn, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Suddenly, as if he sensed someone behind him, Zheng Wu turned around, straightened his body, and put on a cool look again, wiping his forehead and saying nonchalantly, "A bunch of trash, they don't even have any strength."

"..." I didn't know whether to speak or not.

"Are you okay?" I finally spoke up.

"Who are you?" Zheng Wu's tone was unfriendly.

"Zuo Fei."

"Never heard of you." Zheng Wu continued to wash his forehead, the red water flowing down the drain.

I thought my reputation was loud enough; being beaten seven times in just three days was enough to make me a well-known figure in the grade. I didn't expect Zheng Wu not to know me. I continued, "It doesn't matter if you don't know me. Are you interested in teaming up to take down the Nine Princes?"

This finally caught Zheng Wu's attention. He turned around and looked at me carefully, as if suddenly realizing something, and said, "Oh, I remember you now. Weren't you the one who, along with two other clowns, was surrounded and beaten by the Nine Princes three days ago?"

The two clowns naturally referred to Monkey and Huang Jie. I nodded repeatedly, "We fought hard but couldn't win. After all, they had about forty or fifty people, just like you were surrounded by twenty or thirty people tonight..."

"Who said that?!" Zheng Wu got agitated, "Who was surrounded? I made them crawl all over the floor, okay?"

"..." I was speechless again. From his cool act earlier to his refusal to admit it now, it was clear that Zheng Wu was a very prideful guy. Since he was prideful, I would give him enough face.

"Okay, we want to take down the Nine Princes. Can you help us?"

"No." Zheng Wu rejected me outright.

"Why? Don't you want revenge?"

"Ha, I can handle it alone." Zheng Wu stretched his body, his bare upper body bruised and battered, but his muscles gave off a strange beauty, exuding a masculine aura from top to bottom.

"Strength in numbers." I took a step forward, "Besides us three, there are other friends. We can form a new force to take down the Nine Princes." I wasn't about to give up; Monkey had given me this task.

"I'll say it again, I can handle it alone!" Zheng Wu pointed at me, "I have no interest in any group."

There was no way to convince this guy. I thought for a moment and decided to go back and find Monkey; maybe he had a good idea. Just as I turned around, Zheng Wu's phone rang.

"Hello? Mao Mao, I was just beaten up. Of course, my head is bleeding. Over a hundred people against me, I held out for half an hour, took down seventy or eighty of them before I fell. Yeah, you said you'd introduce me to a friend, right? Yeah, Monkey, right? Room 305, right? Okay, I'll find him later."

I laughed and ran back, heading straight to Room 305. Monkey and Huang Jie hadn't returned yet, and it wasn't easy to gather over twenty tough guys. I had no pressure, lying on Monkey's bed and humming a tune.

"The vast horizon is my love..." I couldn't help singing this song after spending so much time with Huang Jie. Just as I sang, "What kind of rhythm is the most, the most swinging," Monkey and Huang Jie came in.

"What are you so happy about? Where's Zheng Wu?" Monkey asked directly. Huang Jie continued my song, "What kind of song is the most cheerful," while dancing, clearly very happy.

"He'll be here soon." I crossed my legs.

"You convinced him?" Monkey was surprised.

"Yep."

"Impossible." Monkey frowned, "From what I've observed, Zheng Wu is very proud and won't join us easily."

"So you gave me the hardest task? Ha, don't worry, he'll definitely come. But where are the people you called? Why haven't I seen any?"

"They're all still awake. I told them to come in batches. It wouldn't be good to be too conspicuous, or the news might reach the Nine Princes." Monkey was quite meticulous.

Monkey walked over, "Did you really convince Zheng Wu?" Still full of disbelief.

"Don't believe it? Just wait and see!" I wasn't worried at all.

"Okay, once everyone's here, we'll discuss... Damn, you psychopath, stop singing!"

Huang Jie ignored him, still singing and dancing to "The Most Dazzling National Style," with the same moves as the aunties in the square dance.

"Let him sing, it's rare for him to be so happy." I actually wanted to sing too.

"Damn, they'll be here soon, and seeing Huang Jie acting like a clown won't do. How can he be a leader like that?"

This was effective; Huang Jie immediately stopped singing, straightened his clothes, and said, "You're right, a leader shouldn't act so crazy. I should be calm and dignified to fit the role of a leader."

"What did you say?!" Monkey glared.

...

Five minutes later, the three of us were arguing again, this time over who should be the leader.

The door suddenly opened, and four or five people came in, staring at us.

"It's nothing, we're just exercising." We quickly let go of each other and laughed awkwardly.

... I'm becoming a clown too, aren't I?

"Everyone, sit down, sit down." Monkey welcomed them, introducing, "This is Li Baiyu, this is Zhu Jianlong..." All the names he had mentioned before. Huang Jie and I weren't idle either, greeting everyone and guiding them to sit down.

"More people will be here soon, so squeeze in a bit."

More and more people came, and Monkey continued introducing, "This is Yang Zecheng, this is Gao He..."

It was hard for him; his grades weren't great, but he was good at remembering names, knowing over twenty of them by heart!

I realized Monkey was indeed a remarkable person. Putting aside his bravery and strategy, he had a wide network of friends. Binzi introduced me to him, and Mao Mao introduced Zheng Wu to him. I didn't think this was just a coincidence.

Before long, every bed in the dorm was full, with some even sitting on the windowsill and radiator. The mood wasn't high, as everyone had just been beaten up and couldn't laugh at such a time.

... Except for three people.

The atmosphere in the dorm was somewhat oppressive, with everyone quiet.

"Okay, almost everyone is here, just one more person is missing." Monkey looked at me, "Zuo Fei?"

"Um, he should be here soon..." I was starting to lose confidence. It had been twenty minutes, and Zheng Wu still hadn't shown up.

Just as I finished speaking, the dorm door opened, and everyone turned to look.

A student wearing a black leather jacket and pants walked in, wearing sunglasses that covered most of his face, his hair standing up high, clearly styled with gel.

We were startled by this student dressed like a terminator, and he was also surprised to see so many people.

But the terminator quickly said, "Who's Monkey?"

I realized it was Zheng Wu, but why was he dressed like this? It was so hot...

"I am." Monkey stood up, "You're Zheng Wu?"

"Do you know me?" Zheng Wu took off his sunglasses, looking at Monkey in surprise, "Did Mao Mao tell you?"

"Mao Mao? Mao Mao from No. 7 High School? He didn't tell me, but I know you. You were pretty fierce earlier, running down the corridor with over thirty of the Nine Princes chasing you." Monkey knew how to speak.

"Ha, no big deal. Luckily they ran fast, or I would have beaten them all to death." Zheng Wu walked in confidently, his leather shoes making a tapping sound, "Mao Mao told me to find you and make friends."

"Ha, I see. Sit down, sit down." Monkey welcomed Zheng Wu, but the dorm was too crowded, with no seats left.

"It's fine, I'll stand." Zheng Wu said.

"Sorry, we have a lot of friends here tonight. We're discussing how to take down the Nine Princes."

"Okay, count me in." Zheng Wu said casually, "I can help you; the Nine Princes are my underlings."

"Hehe, thanks."

"You're welcome. You're Mao Mao's friend, so it's my duty to help."

I almost laughed. He was clearly here to ask for help but claimed to be helping Monkey. This guy was really prideful.

Zheng Wu looked around and said, "Not bad for Mao Mao's friend. You have quite a few followers, almost as many as a tenth of mine."

After saying this, Zheng Wu put his sunglasses back on and leaned against the door, posing like a cool killer.

I couldn't help laughing at his appearance.

Everyone looked at me, and Zheng Wu pulled down his sunglasses a bit, looking at me with one eye.

"It's you?" Zheng Wu recognized me.

"It's me, hahaha..." I couldn't stop laughing. Honestly, if I hadn't seen him in the washroom saying, "It hurts, it hurts," and heard him on the phone talking about fighting over a hundred people, I would have thought he was a super cool guy.

"Monkey, control your follower." Zheng Wu put his sunglasses back on, maintaining his cool and serious look.

"Zuo Fei, be quiet!" Monkey scolded.

I was about to argue but decided to give him some face with so many people around.

The dorm quieted down, and Monkey continued, "The purpose of calling everyone here is clear, so I won't waste time. Although the Nine Princes have forty or fifty people, everyone here is a tough guy. One-on-one, you can take down two of them easily. I suggest we unite and take down the Nine Princes together."

"Okay, let's do it." "Strength in numbers, I can take down two easily." "I've had it with the Nine Princes, a bunch of sissies acting tough." The atmosphere finally heated up as everyone spoke up.

"Only forty or fifty people? I can handle them alone." Zheng Wu suddenly said.

Everyone was stunned. Zheng Wu lowered his head slightly, his sunglasses adding to his mysterious aura.

"But, I'm willing to be a screw. Monkey, just assign me a task." Zheng Wu continued.

I was used to his boasting, but he did have the skills.

Monkey didn't say much, "Okay, let me explain my plan. The Nine Princes have nine main members, each with a few brothers, ranging from two to seven. They're not in the same class, so their forces are scattered. My idea is, since tomorrow is the first day of classes, we'll skip the second period. When the bell rings, we'll each go after our targets, catching them off guard and taking them down in one go to prevent them from regrouping.

Now, I'll assign each of you a target. Listen carefully. Yang Zecheng, Li Baiyu, you two go to Class 4 and deal with Zhou Kun. He has five brothers, so be careful.

Zhu Jianlong, Gao He, you two go to Class 6 and deal with Xing Qiu. He has four brothers..."

Monkey listed everyone's targets without pausing, as if he had planned this for a long time and had everything organized. He spoke seriously, without his usual clownish tone, and even Huang Jie was quiet.

"Finally, the toughest one is Yang Cheng from Class 9. He's not only strong but has seven brothers."

"I'll take him." Zheng Wu said immediately.

I inwardly praised him. Regardless of his boasting and pride, his courage and determination were not something ordinary people had. Seven brothers? That would be tough. I couldn't handle three!

"Okay." Monkey agreed, "But it might not be safe for you alone. I'll give you a partner."

"I can handle seven. No need for a partner." Zheng Wu's voice grew colder.

Everyone looked at each other, impressed by Zheng Wu's strength.

"Can I give you someone to hand you a stick?"

"Um... okay." Zheng Wu finally nodded.

I almost laughed again. Monkey was really funny, giving Zheng Wu a stick holder. Who would want to do that? It would make them look like Zheng Wu's lackey. Everyone here had their pride.

"Zuo Fei, you'll work with Zheng Wu tomorrow." Monkey continued.

"..." I wanted to stab Monkey.

Zheng Wu pulled down his sunglasses a bit and looked at me, "Not bad." He nodded in satisfaction.

Not bad, my ass! I can fight too, you know, and you want me to hand you a stick?!

I was annoyed and about to object when Huang Jie pulled me aside and whispered, "Zheng Wu is strong but a bit arrogant. Monkey is worried he might have problems, so he asked you to follow. Monkey values you, that's why he gave you such an important task."

"Why didn't he ask you?"

"I... I... I hate Koreans."

"What does hating Koreans have to do with handing a stick?"

"A stick is a bat, isn't it..."

"..." I wanted to strangle Huang Jie.

"Okay, that's it for now. Everyone go back and prepare. Discuss with your friends what weapons to use..."

"Wait, I have a question." A student suddenly said, "Why isn't anyone going after Da Mao?"

This question sparked a debate, "Yeah, why isn't anyone going after Da Mao?" "Da Mao is the most important in the Nine Princes." "Not taking down Da Mao isn't really taking down the Nine Princes."

When everyone quieted down, Monkey said, "Because Da Mao won't be here tomorrow."

"Why?" Everyone was surprised.

I was also surprised. Did Da Mao need to report to Monkey whether he would come or not?

I looked at Huang Jie, who shook his head, indicating he didn't know.

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