(Thanks to the old friend "Seven Eyes on My Heart" for their reward support, and the new novel has been uploaded, desperately seeking for collection and recommendation!) ——————————————Xiao Yi watched as Zhao Yongcai's huge fist came towards his face, his peripheral vision catching the static crowd of students who had stopped to watch the commotion, and his brow furrowed slightly.
As the fist drew ever closer, a cold light suddenly flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes. With a movement of his hand, a silver gleam appeared, and he swiftly raised it, waiting for Zhao Yongcai's fist to strike.
Zhao Yongcai saw his fist was about to hit Xiao Yi's face, and moreover, it seemed that the kid was stunned by his punch, not moving an inch, not dodging at all. A cruel smile began to spread across his face; before his eyes, he could almost see Xiao Yi being hit by the punch, his face covered with blood, teeth and blood splattering everywhere.
He was certain that a pretty boy like Xiao Yi couldn't withstand his punch. He was confident in the strength of his punch; after joining the Jin Family and following Young Master Jin, although he lived a life of luxury, he never neglected his fighting skills. He knew that if he wanted to stay with the Jin Family, he would have to rely on the strength of his fists.
However, just as his fist was about to hit Xiao Yi's face, something unexpected happened; Zhao Yongcai suddenly discovered that Xiao Yi, who had been motionless, had raised his hand to block his fist.
Pretty boy, your skinny arms could block my punch?
Seeing Xiao Yi's move, Zhao Yong resolutely sneered, not taking it seriously at all.
He was confident that even if Xiao Yi managed to block with his fist, his punch would still knock out the kid's teeth!
But just as his fist was about to collide with Xiao Yi's, Zhao Yongcai's expression suddenly changed!
All the mockery and vicious grins vanished from his face, replaced by an expression of extreme agony and distortion!
"Ah!"
Accompanied by a pig-slaughtering scream, Zhao Yongcai quickly retracted his fiercely swung hand, bouncing wildly on the spot as he felt as though his fist had hit a straight nail, the entire hand feeling as if it had been pierced by a long nail, with a piercing pain continuously transmitting from his hand to his brain.
Looking at Zhao Yongcai, who was howling and jumping like a slaughtered pig, the corners of Xiao Yi's eyes showed a faint smile. He slowly withdrew the silver needle from his hand. If it wasn't for the fact that he was at school, under the gaze of the public, and that he didn't want to stir up trouble, just for that insult Zhao Yongcai had hurled, he would have made him disappear from this world.
With a slightly mocking glance at him and a brief look at the Audi parked not too far away, Xiao Yi begun to walk towards the school entrance again.
At the moment, Zhao Yongcai had no mood to pay attention to where Xiao Yi was going, only caring to hold onto his hand and continue to jump around while screaming in agony.
"What happened?"
From the Audi, Zhang Bing and Young Master Jin looked at each other in confusion. They stood at a distance and couldn't see the situation clearly; they only vaguely made out that Zhao Yongcai's punch had hit Xiao Yi, then the beaten person did not seem to be affected, whereas the beater himself started screaming miserably like a slaughtered pig, appearing to be in great pain.
"I don't know either, I didn't see clearly."
Zhang Bing was also extremely astonished and shook his head, saying, "We'll ask Brother Zhao when he comes back."
While they were talking, Zhao Yongcai had already opened the car door and got in, the expression on his face still twisted in pain, but he no longer let out pig-slaughtering screams, obviously enduring it. After a short period of extreme pain when the pain slightly subsided, Zhao Yongcai finally came to his senses. Feeling the unusual gazes of the surrounding students, he realized that he had been made a complete fool of this time. To avoid further embarrassment, he quickly walked back to the car.
"Brother Zhao, what happened just now? Can that kid fight well?"
As soon as Zhao Yongcai opened the car door, Zhang Bing immediately asked.
"Can't beat him for shit, oh..."
Once Zhao Yongcai heard Zhang Bing's words, which seemed to imply that he couldn't handle that kid, a fire burst from his eyes. He had only said a few words when he suddenly felt a wave of pain from his hand and cried out in agony.
"Then..."
Young Master Jin frowned and looked at the hand Zhao Yongcai used to hit the person.
"Damn it, I'm sorry, Young Master Jin, I was too careless this time, and that pretty boy tricked me!"
After Zhao Yongcai let out a cry of pain and vented his torment, perhaps upon seeing the gloomy face of Young Master Jin, he finally spoke some embarrassed words. But as he reached the end, thinking of Xiao Yi, who had made him lose face, he was almost grinding his teeth to dust.
"Tricked?"
Young Master Jin looked at Zhao Yongcai with some confusion.
"Young Master Jin, it's all my fault for being too careless. I really didn't expect that kid to be so despicable. I originally wanted to punch him so hard that he'd be scrambling to find his teeth, but I didn't expect that he would have a needle hidden in his hand, and as a result..."
Zhao Yongcai didn't finish saying what the result was, but everyone had seen the outcome, and even if they hadn't seen it, they could guess it.
Upon hearing Zhao Yongcai's words, Young Master Jin and Zhang Bing finally understood why Zhao Yongcai suddenly screamed in pain out of nowhere. Both of their faces became somewhat strange.
Nobody expected Xiao Yi, who seemed like a country bumpkin from the mountains, to be so cunning and malicious.
As for why Xiao Yi had a needle in his hand, they didn't question. After all, coming from the countryside, they didn't understand such people; it was said that some of them, instead of getting new clothes when theirs got torn, carried needles and thread to mend them and then continued wearing them. Who knew what other odd and strange things they carried with them.
Both of them looked at Zhao Yongcai with a bit of sympathy.
"Damn, I didn't expect this kid to be so malicious, I'll take him down later!"
After a while, Zhang Bing said angrily. After speaking, he looked at Zhao Yongcai with concern, "Brother Zhao, your hand isn't seriously hurt, is it?"
"It's nothing; just got stabbed a bit, hurts like hell, but it'll be fine in a bit. Thanks for your concern, Young Master Zhang. Young Master Jin, you can rest assured, next time I'll definitely teach that hick a brutal lesson!"
Zhao Yongcai looked gratefully at Zhang Bing. Though compared to Young Master Jin, Zhang Bing wasn't much, but for him, he was still someone of status, and his concern was still touching. After expressing his gratitude, Zhao Yongcai immediately, with eyes blazing with vengeful fire, declared.
In his heart, he secretly decided that since Xiao Yi had tricked him once, causing him to lose all face, he swore that the next time he saw him, he would cripple him and perform well in front of Young Master Jin.