Another week passed.
Before they knew it, it was almost the end of the month.
On October 27th, a Saturday.
They had agreed to meet at the milk tea shop at three in the afternoon.
William left the house at ten past two, wearing a black hoodie with a matching jacket and black pants.
He was just about to leave when Coco ran out and jumped onto his shoulder. William looked at him and said, "What? Want to come along?"
Coco "meowed" a few times.
William took him with him.
He put on his helmet, straddled his motorcycle, and the wind blew his clothes billowing.
After driving for a while, he heard his phone ring.
He pulled over to the right side of the road and answered the call.
"William, I'm being blocked. There are more than a dozen people here, and they want to beat me up."
"Where are you?"
"In that broken alley near Water Village Street."
William glanced at the time, still fifty minutes left.
He sent a message to Ellie.
[William]: No class today.
He rode very fast, the wind billowing his clothes.
When he arrived, he saw that Daniel's face was already bruised.
Daniel saw William as if he had seen a savior and said, "William."
The man with multicolored hair, who was leading the group, looked at William with interest, then picked up Daniel and laughed, "What a waste, making two phone calls and only one person comes. Do you look down on me?"
Daniel spat.
Seeing the man about to slap Daniel, William grabbed his hand and kicked him in the abdomen.
The man got up from the ground, looked at William, and laughed, "Interesting, interesting."
Daniel was pulled behind William, who said, "William, Mason is far away and will take a while to get here. They have sticks and knives."
The teenager's eyebrows and eyes were very cold, with no emotion on his face. He glanced at Daniel and said, "It's okay."
William was outnumbered.
It was inevitable that he was at a disadvantage.
His face was stained with some blood, and his hands were cut in several places.
Among so many people, William was inadvertently knocked to the ground.
Daniel's heart was in his throat.
William got up from the ground and punched the leader.
The leader didn't gain any advantage.
He had never seen anything like this.
He didn't care about his own life at all, fighting as if he didn't care about his life.
The people William called arrived quickly, those who followed William in No. 6 Middle School.
Those people shouted to William, "William, we're here."
William glanced at Daniel and said, "Hide over there for a while."
Daniel stood by, watching William fight with those people, William's fighting style was very fierce.
The person next to him tried to hit him with a steel rod, which was kicked away by William. William picked up the steel rod from the ground and swung it at the man.
Hao Ming also rushed over.
He got out of the taxi and ran over. He glanced at Daniel and said, "I'll help William first, don't run around."
He took off his coat and threw it to Daniel.
William kicked the man in front of him and warned Hao Ming to be careful, but he was hit by a rod himself.
It was the same place he was injured last time.
William gasped.
Then he elbowed the man to the ground.
The leader with colorful hair was named Jagger Flint, who had been beaten into a pig's head.
He took out the knife in his pocket and stabbed William's arm.
William didn't completely dodge it, and his arm was scratched.
He turned his head, a cold glint in his eyes, then kicked Jagger Flint to the ground. He played with his knife, stared at his crotch, and said, "Likes knives, right?"
Jagger Flint shook his head frantically, "No, I don't like knives."
William chuckled, "I just saw you liked them."
Jagger Flint panicked, "I thought a student could know any powerful people, but when I saw William, I realized he was completely unlike a student. His eyebrows and eyes were stained with anger, his face was very cold, and his eyes showed coldness and disdain for life, as if he could stab the knife into his body the next second."
William played with the knife for a while, then stabbed it towards his crotch.
"Aaaah." The leader closed his eyes and screamed in fear.
He was crazy.
He was not a student at all.
After screaming, he found that there was no expected pain. William did not stab down.
William looked at him with disdain and said, "Want to continue?"
Jagger Flint shook his head frantically, "No, no, I apologize to your friend, and I will never bother him again."
Daniel limped over and said, "William, they have been bullying my cousin for a long time. My cousin is very well-behaved and has good grades, but he has been made too scared to go to school by these animals. I confronted them, and they blocked me."
"Is that so?"
Jagger Flint looked at William's expression and shrank back in fear, "That student doesn't have much money, and I haven't asked him for money many times."
"You're lying, all my cousin's pocket money has been taken by you, and he is now too scared to go to school."
Jagger Flint dared not speak.
William said, "Return all the money you took, apologize to his cousin, and if I see you guys doing this again..." He finished speaking and glanced at Jagger Flint.
Jagger Flint said, "No, no, we will apologize to his cousin on Monday."
"Get lost."
Jagger Flint and his men ran away, crawling and scrambling.
Damn it.
Never mess with students again.
This guy is crazy.
Daniel saw the wound on William's arm and said, "William, your arm was just scratched, do you need to go to the hospital?"
"No." William took out his phone and glanced at it.
It's over.
It's already past four.
It would be past five by the time he gets there.
"William, but your arm is bleeding."
William saw that Ellie hadn't replied to his message, wondering if she was still waiting there. He put his phone in his pocket and said to Daniel and Hao Ming, "I have something else to do."
He glanced at the injuries on Daniel and Hao Ming and said, "Remember to go to the hospital."
"What about you, William?"
"Later."
William finished speaking and left on his motorcycle.
When he arrived at the milk tea shop, it was already past five.
He looked through the glass and didn't see that figure.
Did little prude think he wasn't going to study? So she didn't reply to his message.
He pushed the door open, and the shop assistant was startled by him.
He was a bit dirty, his black clothes were covered with dust, and his face was stained with blood, his expression fierce.
"Was there a girl here at around three today? About this tall, very well-behaved..."
Before he could finish speaking, he heard someone call his name from behind: "William."