Chapter 19.1 : A Heavy Blow to the School Bully! Beating Him Until His Face Is Covered in Blood! (Part 1)
When Tang Qingmo appeared at the classroom doorway, the students were all extremely surprised.
After all, he usually wore tattered school uniforms and looked dirty and unkempt. People only knew him as some relative of Tang Xianxi…
But today, he had changed into a brand-new uniform. His hair and appearance had clearly been tidied up, making him look clean and refreshed.
That confident, charming air—along with a handsomeness only slightly inferior to the readers themselves—instantly captivated the girls in the class!
However, when Tang Qingmo walked over to his seat, he saw that the desktop and drawer were filled with graffiti and trash, with words like "go die," "garbage," and other vulgar insults written all over them!
"..."
The original owner had transferred here more than two months ago and was in the same class as Tang Xianxi.
Because Tang Xianxi was the Tang family's favored child and generous with money, he had gathered a whole group of lackeys at school.
He often hinted that he was bullied by the original owner at home, causing those lackeys' sense of justice to swell and giving them "legitimate" reasons to bully the original owner!
The original owner endured it all…
Tang Qingmo, however, had no intention of tolerating it. He took out his phone and directly started filming the desk.
The classmates were stunned.
Wasn't Tang Qingmo always using that nearly broken old man phone?
And what was he doing now?!
Before anyone could react, Tang Qingmo's cold voice rang out:
"Who did this?"
"…"
Silence fell.
Everyone knew that in the past, Tang Qingmo would just sit down at this filthy seat without saying a word.
Why was he acting so differently today?
Seeing everyone exchanging looks, Tang Qingmo asked again,
"I said—who did this?"
"I did!"
A domineering voice rang out as three boys strode in from the classroom door with an utterly arrogant gait.
"It was me, Zhang Ling! What, you got a problem with that?!"
The leader, Zhang Ling, pointed his thumb at himself and shouted arrogantly.
The other students looked at Tang Qingmo with a mix of pity and snickering.
Zhang Ling's family made their fortune in real estate and had earned a lot in recent years—a textbook nouveau riche second generation.
Because he was tall and looked fierce, hardly anyone at school dared provoke him.
But no matter what, he was still just the son of a nouveau riche. To survive among real rich heirs, he needed a backer!
So Zhang Ling attached himself to a few wealthy second-generation students and willingly became their lackey—Tang Xianxi included!
As long as Tang Xianxi could suppress Tang Qingmo, he would use anyone. Give Zhang Ling a bit of benefit, and he would strike Tang Qingmo without hesitation!
Facing the person who had tormented the original owner daily, Tang Qingmo only curled his lips into a mocking smile.
"So it was Tang Xianxi's dog. No wonder it looks this stupid."
"!!!"
The class was shocked—Tang Qingmo actually talked back!
"You piece of trash!"
Zhang Ling was hot-headed. The moment he heard Tang Qingmo's ridicule, he swung his fist just like he always did.
"Ahh!!"
The students screamed in fear.
Who would've thought Zhang Ling would be bold enough to start a fight right in the classroom?!
But to Tang Qingmo—who had cultivated ten foundational martial arts manuals—his punch looked as slow as if it were frozen.
"So you're the one who attacked first. That makes this self-defense, right?"
Bang—!
In an instant, before Zhang Ling's fist even reached him, Tang Qingmo had already snapped his arm forward.
No one even saw it clearly. Tang Qingmo's fist smashed straight into Zhang Ling's face, the violent impact sending his tall body flying backward as he crashed into other desks.
Crash—!!
Several desks and chairs were knocked over by Zhang Ling's momentum, producing a deafening noise!
Zhang Ling twisted his waist from the impact and collapsed on the ground, unable to get up from the pain!
Everyone stared in utter disbelief.
Were they dreaming?!
Tang Qingmo's slim frame had actually sent the burly Zhang Ling flying with one punch!
But even more shocking—
Tang Qingmo suddenly dragged over his filthy desk, grabbed the trash from the drawer, and stuffed it straight into Zhang Ling's mouth!
"Mmm?! Mmmgh!!"