However, in front of so many classmates, Huang Xiaojun felt a bit scared inside, but he wouldn’t let himself lose face, would he? Sneering, he said, "Come up then, what the hell can you do to me, motherfucker?" As he spoke, he charged towards the podium, his cronies following behind, cursing and swearing, looking vicious and fierce, a few of them even grabbing chairs along the way.
Leng Xuan found it amusing inside, just a few students, why would he take them seriously?
But he felt Zhou Li’s hand sweating in his, and with a slight smile, he reassured her with a confident look, then let go of her hand. He didn’t wait for Huang Xiaojun to rush up but instead charged forward and kicked him squarely in the chest. Instantly, Huang Xiaojun screamed, his body involuntarily flying backward, causing a chain reaction where four or five people fell to the ground. Moans and yelps of "Ouch" and "Argh" were ringing in everyone’s ears.
However, Leng Xuan knew that a punk like Huang Xiaojun wasn’t someone who could be taught a lesson just like that. His mouth curled into a smirk, a hint of mockery on his face. Suddenly, he delivered a kick to Huang Xiaojun’s stomach, and the latter let out another loud "Argh," saying, "Motherfucker, you’re looking for death..." But before he could finish speaking, Leng Xuan’s kick intensified enormously, and cold sweat poured down Huang Xiaojun’s face as he wailed, begging, "Stop, stop it now."
"You still dare to fight over my girlfriend?"
Huang Xiaojun hurriedly replied, "No, I don’t dare anymore. Please let me go!"
"You still dare to threaten her?"
"I don’t, I really don’t dare anymore."
"Oh!" Leng Xuan said indifferently, his casual demeanor exuding arrogance. "Then you better remember the words you said today. If you dare to threaten Zhou Li again or cause trouble for me, you won’t be so lucky next time." With that, he released his foot, and all around, quite a few girls were heard saying, "Wow, so handsome..."
"Totally cool!"
"Leng Xuan, watch out behind you..." Suddenly, Zhou Li on the podium warned him, full of concern.
Seeing Leng Xuan turn his back, Huang Xiaojun immediately got up from the ground, grabbed a chair, and was about to smash it on Leng Xuan’s head.
Huang Xiaojun had dominated the school for more than two years. When had he ever been treated like this? Today, he was bullied by an unknown transfer student in his own class. If word got out, where would Huang Xiaojun have the face to show himself around the school?
But just as Huang Xiaojun lifted the chair into the air, suddenly, Leng Xuan turned around, his gaze terrifyingly cold, the overpowering momentum almost suffocating.
Huang Xiaojun let out a cry, his face instantly turning as white as paper, feeling his whole body go limp, not even having the strength to hold the chair, involuntarily letting out a silly "hehe" laugh before putting the chair down and saying, "I—I wasn’t trying to hit you..."
"Pfft!" The class burst into laughter, seeing Huang Xiaojun so cowardly for once.
Leng Xuan took a step forward, and Huang Xiaojun immediately stepped back, sweating profusely.
Leng Xuan said, "Huang Xiaojun, I heard you have a big brother in the society, what’s his name?"
Huang Xiaojun was taken aback for a moment, feeling a bit proud inside, and thought to himself, ’This kid knows about my big brother, huh? Heh, you’ve messed with me today; next time I’ll call my big brother to deal with you, and you motherfucker can just wait to die.’ But outwardly he pretended to be humble and said, "His—His name is Lei Hu!"