Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  There was a white incandescent lamp hanging on the rickshaw, Su Shan was facing the light, his cheekbones were delicate and his complexion was calm as water.

  After she stared at something for a long time, her long eyelashes would gently blink.

  Yes, Tang Zhong was sitting right across from her, able to clearly see the movement of her eyelashes when she blinked.

  So beautiful. And so charming.

  "You know so many things - then you must also be clear that after I finish eating wontons, I still want to buy a cup of Zhang Lao's apple juice and take it back to the dormitory." Su Shan said.

  "Let's drink again tomorrow." Tang Zhong proposed with a smile. "Tomorrow I'll invite you again."

  "Our relationship isn't good enough for me to listen to your advice." Su Shan refused.

  She slung her bag over her shoulder and pushed back her chair to stand up.

  When those boys who ran over to surround Tang Chong saw Su Shan, they all stood there like wooden chickens.

  "Move aside." She said to a boy blocking her way. Her voice was calm, but it carried an unyielding force that brooked no argument or opposition.

  The boy quickly made way and dodged the beauty as if avoiding a fierce beast.

  Then one two three four five

  Su Shan walked past, and everyone naturally made way for her.

  Whether they were tall and robust or short and compact, whether they had long hair or shaved heads with glasses, everyone automatically made way for him without exception.

  "Pay the bill." Su Shan said as he walked away, talking to Tang Chong who was still sitting there motionless.

  Tang Chong took out 15 yuan and put it on the table. The wontons were 5 yuan per bowl, they had two bowls and ordered another one.

  Although the third bowl has not been served yet, Tang Zhong still wants to pay for it. He is a reasonable person.

  "Go." Su Shan said.

  Tang Chong didn't leave.

  Some things will eventually be resolved.

  Su Shan turned around and took a glance at Tang Chong, but didn't force the issue. He then walked straight to a nearby small shop with his ball bag on his back to buy some fruit juice.

  Su Shan left, and Tang Chong also had fewer scruples.

  He looked up and saw a boy standing in front of him, smiling and asked: "Where's Qiao Kun?"

  "We don't know any Qiao Ke Zhang Kei." The boy pointed at Tang Chong and said, "You little thief, you stole my woman. Today I finally caught up with you. If you don't give me an explanation, I'll give you one!"

  "What excuse can't be found, but instead put a green hat on one's own head?" Tang Zhong smiled helplessly. "Is it time to take action?"

  "Brothers, up-" The tallest and biggest-headed boy shouted out loud.

  Unfortunately, his brothers hadn't even had time to react when Tang Chong already 'went up' first.

  He grabbed the chair Su Shan had just sat on and slammed it violently onto that guy's head.

  That guy is quite bold, stretching out his arm to block

  His stupid body was knocked flying out.

  As he stumbled backward and fell, knocking over several companions who tried to help him stand firm, Tang Chong suddenly sprang up and kicked out with one foot, striking the big fellow's chest. As a result, that big lummox, along with several guys behind him, all tumbled to the ground.

  A strong gust of wind came from behind, and Tang Chong lowered his head and hunched over.

  A big bowl of wontons flew past his head and smashed into the wall of the alley, shattering into pieces.

  Tang Chong spun his chair 180 degrees and heavily slammed the two guys who wanted to sneak up from behind.

  "Uh-huh"

  Tang Zhong hummed and was hit on the back with a stick.

  He quickly turned around and used the chair leg to block the second club that the big guy was swinging. Then he kicked out, and the big guy covered his groin on the ground, wailing in agony.

  Tang Zhong, carrying a chair, was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, smashing these hooligans dressed as students to flee in all directions, crying and shouting for their fathers and mothers.

  Although the opponent had an advantage in numbers, with more than thirty people, they were disorganized and scattered. Moreover, when fighting, they were afraid of getting hurt and thought of running away before achieving anything. They only knew how to protect themselves, with safety being their top priority. How could they possibly be a match for Tang Chong, who had received militarized training in prison?

  Tang Zhong's skills came from the occasional pointers of the big boss, as well as the teachings of a retired special forces soldier who was sent to prison for his mistakes and became a prison guard. More importantly, they were honed through interactions and learning from those ruthless and cunning inmates.

  Cruel. One strike is certain to kill.

  Hit the vital point.

  Fast. You hit me one punch, I hit you eleven punches -----

  And when he fights, he has a desperate and fierce attitude. With this kind of killing momentum that would sacrifice everything to bring down the emperor, those guys were scared away in disarray without any ability to fight back.

  "Don't hit me -- don't hit me"

  "I was wrong. I dare not anymore ----- My dad is Li Gang -----"

  "Spare my life, good fellow! I have no grudge against you. We were just helping Qiao Juan..."

  No matter who it was, as long as they had just jumped out and attacked him, Tang Chong would chase after them and smash a board down on their head.

  Reporting is useless. Begging for mercy is useless. Exposing and reporting are also useless.

  Since you've come, it proves that you've already made a mistake.

  If you make a mistake, you must accept punishment.

  If someone who makes a mistake doesn't have to pay any cost, then this world will be in chaos.

  Tang Chong wouldn't imagine how he would beat himself up if he were to fail. It's not that he thinks he's invincible, it's just that he will strive to achieve victory.

  He has paid out and worked hard. That's enough.

  There were still five or six people running far away, avoiding Tang Chong like a ghost.

  Tang Chong hadn't even taken a step forward when they were able to retreat continuously for over a dozen steps. This made Tang Chong lose interest in chasing and hitting them.

  "Let Qiao Ke come out." Tang Chong threw the board stool in his hand to the ground. "It's all come to this, and if you're still not daring to come out, it's too humiliating."

  "I'm over here." A man's voice came through.

  The crowd parted again, and Qiao Ke led Li Dapeng and others over.

  These few people were all known by Tang Chong, four of them were pushed into the ink pool by him, and two jumped in themselves.

  Qiao Ke stood in front of Tang Chong, looking at him with an extremely complicated expression.

  They were carried on Tang Chao's shoulders and thrown into a lotus pond, which was a great humiliation for them.

  And because of the widespread dissemination of this matter, they not only lost face in the School of International Trade, but also found it difficult to hold their heads up high throughout Nanjing University.

  Revenge!

  I must have revenge!

  Tang Zhong is powerful, they know that. The six of them are no match for Tang Zhong, which proves this point.

  To subdue him, more helpers will be needed.

  If there are too many people, it's definitely impossible to take action in school. Because schools are easy to be discovered, and maybe even before the fight starts, teachers will rush over to stop it.

  So he had people keep an eye on Tang Chong. As soon as they found him outside the school, they would immediately go out and ambush him.

  Today, Qiao Ke was drinking and playing cards with several buddies in the dormitory when his mobile phone rang. A guy who was out accompanying his girlfriend called to say that he had seen Tang Chong walking out of the Nan Da campus gate, heading towards the direction of the snack street. It's possible that he might go there for a midnight snack.

  Qiao Ke threw down his card and immediately started calling friends. The Department of International Trade, the Department of Construction Engineering, the School of Management, the College of Humanities and so on, every department had his friends. So gathered together, they formed a team of over thirty people.

  Moreover, two of them are particularly tall and strong, suitable for playing center in basketball. With them suppressing Tang Chong, and this group of brothers attacking together, it's likely that Tang Chong won't have any advantage.

  But unexpectedly, they were so incompetent - incompetent to the point that they couldn't even manage to escape.

  If you can win a fight, then fight; if you can't win, then run. If they run away, he can completely pretend to be an outsider and have nothing to do with the matter. Even the school can't do anything about it.

  The problem is that after being knocked down by Tang Chong, some fools didn't even have the ability to get up and were left lying on the ground wailing loudly.

  In this case, Qiao Ke had no choice but to show up.

  If he ran away at this time, his reputation would be completely ruined.

  In that case, who would dare help him in the future? He didn't even have a chance to thoroughly turn things around.

  Tang Zhong pointed at the several guys who had tried to attack him and were now hiding behind Qiao Ke, not daring to come forward, saying: "It seems like there's no point in saying anything anymore?"

  "Not bad. They were the ones I brought." Qiao Ke acknowledged with a very masculine tone. "I said I would take revenge. This time didn't work, there's next time. Next time doesn't work, there's the time after that... Tang Chong, one day you will fall into my hands. One day, I will make you wish you were dead."

  "I remember I told you last time - you're not a bad person, just stupid." Tang Chong narrowed his eyes and smiled. "How can you be so sure that I'll give you another chance?"

  "What can you do?" Qiao Ke sneered. "Kill me? Or say, drive me out of Nanda?"

  "I don't kill people. Killing is against the law. And I also don't have the ability to drive you out of Nanda. I think, since you dare to do this, you must be relying on something," Tang Chong said with a smile. "Why don't you leave yourself?"

  "Why should I leave myself?" Qiao Ke sneered.

  "What if you suddenly ate a lump of shit?" Tang Zhong said.

  Qiao Ke was so frightened that he took two steps back.

  Tang Zhong's body suddenly sprang into action, punching Li Dapeng in the eye socket as he tried to intercept him. Another kick sent another guy tumbling to the ground. Then, with a swift motion, he hoisted Qiao Lian onto his shoulder.

  Qiao Ke's hands grasped Tang Chong's neck, wanting him to surrender.

  But soon his hands lost their strength.

  Tang Chong carried Qiao Ke's body, step by step, towards a public toilet on the side of the street, under the gaze of countless students with wide eyes and open mouths in the snack street.

  He stepped in without any hesitation, but Qiao Ke's friends dared not enter and stayed at the door.

  What if he makes them eat shit too?

  Didn't expect that Tang Chong would come out with Qiao Ke again, saying apologetically: "The pit is too small. The face is too big. I have no way to make him eat shit."

  It was like an apology, and also like an explanation, after he finished speaking, he carried Qiao Ke into the house again.

  "Bang----"

  Then many people heard the sound of something falling into the water coming from inside the toilet.