Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning were sitting together for a meal, and she saw clearer than anyone else; Jiang Ning's movements were both cool and fast, and in an instant, he had driven away the aggressor.
To be exact, he had sent them flying.
"Holy crap, Brother Ning made a move!" Wang Longlong was thrilled.
How long had it been since Jiang Ning had last thrown a punch?
It was at the beginning of the school term.
Although he had heard that Jiang Ning had made a move on Qi Tianheng in Class 2, Wang Longlong hadn't witnessed it himself, much to his regret.
Today, he was fortunate enough to encounter it again; he even stopped eating his barbecue and sat down to watch intently.
Ma Shicheng and the others showed the same reaction.
Guo Kunan asked, "Should we join in?"
Previously, when there was a fight nearby, Dan Kaiquan had intended to break it up, but the rest didn't seem inclined.
They didn't know the person being beaten, and both sides didn't look like good people, so of course, they chose to sit back and watch.
They had also just watched when there was a fight among classmates before.
In terms of watching fights, the students from Class 8 were quite experienced.
Even the class monitor, Huang Zhongfei, had recently shown a tendency to watch fights.
After all, they couldn't beat anyone to death; they'd just stop when they got tired.
Hearing this, Ma Shicheng made clear his stance:
"Let's just watch for now."
Normally speaking, with Jiang Ning's otherworldly strength, taking on eight people alone wouldn't be a problem. His only concern was if the other side used weapons or threatened him using Xue Yuantong.
The redhead had fallen to the ground, his body felt like it was splitting in pain, an agonizing, piercing pain, and he couldn't bear it, crying out in anguish:
"All I did was grab a Coke, was that really necessary?"
Jiang Ning's face was expressionless. Just now, the other party had dared to snatch his Coke; he had merely refused, and the other party had cursed at him.
Had he obediently complied, perhaps the other party would have gotten bolder. These people had been drinking; who knew what they were capable of?
Jiang Ning sat calmly, "I haven't even laid a hand on you yet, and you're flying off, blaming me?"
He truly hadn't used much force, and he'd employed a clever force, just like when he had fought Song Sheng and Deng Xiang in class.
If he had relied solely on brute strength to kick someone out, he probably would have caused fractures and serious injuries long ago.
Hearing this, the redhead became even angrier; his eyes reddened with infuriation.
The redhead struggled to stand up from the ground, his anger and the alcohol obliterating his reason, resembling a provoked hyena, he roared:
"Beat him, beat him hard!"
Hearing this, the young man in ripped jeans and his companions eyed Jiang Ning's lonely table of two people. It was said late but acted upon quickly, deciding in an instant to make a move, they all charged towards Jiang Ning's table.
They had just been involved in a collective fight, with equal numbers. Now, it was many against two!
No, it was many against one; that girl was just like a puny elementary student, not even worth a slap!
With so many of us ganging up on just him, couldn't we beat him however we wanted?
Thinking this, they charged even more fiercely, their bodies tipping forward.
Gong Xuan, Qiu Die, and others saw that the opponents who had been fighting fiercely just a moment ago were now charging towards Jiang Ning.
Who were they looking down on?
Pei Yujing looked worriedly at the scene; the situation had been manageable before with both sides having many people, and neither side would be easily defeated. Now, with many against one, it was clear that one side would be unilaterally beaten.
It was obvious who would be beaten.
Pei Yujing knew Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong; they were among the top ten in their first year at Fourth Middle School.
Their class teacher and other teachers often mentioned them, never lacking in praise.
However, good grades were useful in school, where teachers and classmates noticed and respected you. But facing these hooligan-like thugs, a scholar meeting soldiers, reason couldn't prevail.
"Mom?" Pei Yujing looked at her mom.
Sister Ma, who had been in business year-round and was seasoned in the ways of the world, had faced countless disputes—dishonest debtors, troublemakers, brawls. It happened all year round, frequently.
At this moment, it was just a minor scenario, and she had her own ways of handling it; nothing complicated, just call the police.
Several youths, one after another, ran towards Jiang Ning, their faces ferocious, savage, mocking, and indifferent, as if they were about to thrash Jiang Ning.
Xue Yuantong was panicked, she forcefully resisted the urge to pull Jiang Ning and flee, and instead, pretended to be calm as she picked up a Coke to steady her nerves.
She knew how formidable Jiang Ning was, so she absolutely mustn't show weakness, otherwise wouldn't that make her seem inferior to Jiang Ning?
Xue Yuantong certainly didn't want to be laughed at by Jiang Ning.
Wang Longlong witnessed the thrilling scene, trembling and unable to stand still, he suddenly leapt from his seat.
Wang Longlong clenched his fist with one hand, brought it to his mouth, and started playing the role of a commentator, beginning to shout:
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to..."
He hadn't managed to finish his sentence.
Jiang Ning made a move again, watching the several people rushing toward him; he still hadn't stood up.
Jiang Ning didn't kick anyone, but casually hooked a plastic stool with his foot, which wasn't even stabilized before he sent it spinning forward.
The stool spiraled and flew, under his precise control, spinning just right to block several youths' path.
When running, even a small bump on the ground can trip someone, let alone a stool controlled by Jiang Ning.
The young man in the ripped jeans stepped onto the stool, immediately losing his balance, he cursed "fuck" as his body flew forward.
The plastic stool then changed direction.
The youth immediately following tripped over it and plunged to the ground.
And the people behind him, like dominoes, all toppled over.
It was a spectacular sight, and somewhat comical too.
Wang Longlong was dumbfounded: "How am I supposed to commentate this?"