Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

The large number of vehicles at the school gate had caused road congestion, so the taxi could go no further and had to stop by the roadside. Zhao Dong had no choice but to get out and walk toward the school.

At that moment, in the center of the plaza in front of the school's main teaching building, a large crowd was gathered. They were all dressed in black with tattoos covering their bodies, their faces fierce and menacing.

In the very middle sat Pan Wu in a wheelchair, wrapped in bandages. One arm and one leg had been completely disabled, leaving him a cripple. Standing beside him was a middle-aged man with a cold expression, radiating a murderous aura. His complexion was terrifyingly grim.

This was Pan Longxiao, Pan Wu's father.

Years ago, Pan Longxiao had been a mere underling. With uncommon audacity and ruthless tactics, he gradually carved out his own territory in East Sea, and his influence grew rapidly. It was common knowledge that those in the earthmoving and construction industries often had ties to the criminal underworld, and Pan Longxiao was no exception. His connections to some of East Sea's most powerful gang leaders cemented his status.

While Pan Longxiao may not have ruled East Sea with an iron fist, there were very few who dared to provoke him. Yet, just last night, his own son had been brutally crippled, losing an arm and a leg. How could Pan Longxiao possibly tolerate this?

He slowly turned his head to look at Pan Wu and said, his voice laced with pain, "My son, I will avenge you. As for the one who crippled your arm and leg, I will sever his limbs and turn him into a human swine! I'll make him wish for death, but he'll find no escape in it!"

Pan Longxiao's venomous hatred sent a chill of dread through everyone present. They knew he wasn't making empty threats; he truly had the power to back his words up.

Just then, several bald men in black dragged Zhao Qirou and Qu Lan over. The two women were tightly bound and thrown onto the ground directly in front of Pan Longxiao. Since this was happening in the central plaza, everyone in the teaching building could see the scene unfolding below.

Many students were stunned by the sight, and discussions immediately broke out.

"My god, isn't that Zhao Qirou and Qu Lan from our major? How did they get captured?"

"I heard Zhao Qirou's brother crippled Pan Wu's arm and leg last night. They're here for revenge!"

"Heavens, Zhao Qirou and Qu Lan are doomed! The Pan family is not to be trifled with. Pan Wu's father, Pan Longxiao, is a gangster! They're finished!"

Zhao Qirou and Qu Lan lay tied on the ground before Pan Wu. He slowly lowered his head, his expression utterly frigid. "Zhao Qirou, I'm a cripple now. What do you suppose your fate will be?"

Zhao Qirou was just a girl; she had never witnessed a scene like this. Surrounded by hulking men, a deep fear took root inside her. She trembled as she spoke, "Pan Wu, you… you brought this upon yourself! If you hadn't tried to harm us last night, would any of this have happened? This is your own fault!"

Pan Wu roared, practically insane with rage and gesturing wildly, "Fuck you! YOU brought this on yourselves!" He screamed at his nearby men, "Beat them! Beat them to death!"

His underlings immediately descended on Zhao Qirou and Qu Lan, kicking and punching them relentlessly. Soon, the two were covered in bruises and wounds. Zhao Qirou was kicked hard in the stomach, causing her to cry out in pain as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. Qu Lan's face was slapped dozens of times until one side swelled so badly she was unrecognizable. Tears of shame and humiliation streamed down her cheeks.

A crazed smile spread across Pan Wu's face. "Good! That's a great beating! Keep at it! Beat them to death!"

Nearby, Pan Longxiao looked down on the two women, his eyes as cold as if he were staring at ants. "Beat them to death. It doesn't matter if they end up crippled. This is the price they have to pay."

"Yes, boss!"

Hearing Pan Longxiao's words, the men showed no further restraint, renewing their brutal assault on the two women. Their agonizing screams echoed intermittently. Zhao Qirou curled into a ball on the ground, tears streaming down her face. At that moment, the image of Zhao Dong appeared in her mind.

Brother, where are you… Qirou misses you…

A part of her desperately wanted Zhao Dong to come and save her from this hell, yet another part prayed he wouldn't. She was terrified he would be no match for them. Zhao Qirou bit her lip hard to keep from crying out, her whimpers barely audible as more bruises and wounds appeared on her body.

The students in the teaching building saw everything clearly, and each of them felt their hearts clench. They couldn't bear to watch, especially the boys with a strong sense of justice. However, seeing the imposing presence of Pan Longxiao and his gang, none of them dared to speak. These were gangsters; who would dare offend them?

A few teachers were also watching, but they all averted their eyes, unwilling to step forward. These were not people they could afford to cross.

Just then, a woman walked out of an office in the teaching building. She wore a white knee-length skirt and matching leather boots. Her hair, as black as ink, framed her picturesque face, capturing the attention of countless students the moment she appeared.

She was a true nation-toppling beauty, a peerless belle. Her exquisite, oval-shaped face had skin so fair it seemed to glow. Beneath her long lashes were azure eyes as clear as autumn waters, and her rose-petal lips added to her enchanting allure.

The woman's name was Su Yuxi. She was Zhao Qirou and Qu Lan's homeroom teacher and was only twenty-five years old. Exceptionally beautiful with a tall figure, she possessed a naturally aloof and refined temperament. A hint of confusion crossed her pretty, cool expression. She had heard the commotion from her office and had come out to investigate.

When she reached the corridor and looked down, Su Yuxi was startled by the scene below. She never imagined it would be her own students being beaten. Unlike the other teachers who were afraid of getting involved, Su Yuxi immediately shouted, "Stop it! What are you doing?"

Her voice was lost in the noise. She stamped her foot in frustration and hurried down the stairs.

"Hey, look, isn't that Teacher Su? My god, what is she planning to do?"

"She's not actually going to try and stop those thugs, is she? Is she crazy? She's no match for them!"

"What's going to happen? Teacher Su is in for it!"

The students all held their breath, their hearts in their throats for Su Yuxi.

Soon, Su Yuxi reached the ground floor. Without a second thought, she ran out of the building and straight toward Pan Longxiao and his men. "Stop it! All of you, stop!"

She ran to stand in front of Zhao Qirou and Qu Lan, blocking the attackers. Despite her delicate frame and the menacing glares of the burly men, Su Yuxi didn't retreat a single step. Even though she was terrified, she shielded her students and angrily confronted the group. "Who are you people? What do you think you're doing? This is a school! How dare you come in here and assault people!"

The group of brutes eyed Su Yuxi with amusement. One sneered, "Well, well, where did this little beauty come from? You're quite a looker. Why don't you come play with us?"

Enraged and humiliated, Su Yuxi retorted, "You disgusting thugs, get out of my way! These are my students! You're making trouble on school grounds. Someone will be here to arrest you any minute."

"Heh, arrest us? How naive," one of the men chuckled, and the others laughed along with him.

Pan Longxiao stared coldly at Su Yuxi. "Are you choosing to oppose me?"

His gaze was undeniably intimidating, and Su Yuxi's face turned a shade paler. Seeing the sheer number of men, she could guess that Pan Longxiao's background was anything but ordinary, but she held her ground. "Sir, these are my students, and this is a school. For you to bring so many people here to cause a scene and beat my students… I don't wish to oppose you, but as their teacher, it is my duty to protect them."

Pan Longxiao sneered with contempt. "A mere teacher dares to confront me in public? You really think highly of yourself. I'll count to three. If you don't get lost, I'll cripple your right hand today. I, Pan Longxiao, always keep my word."

"Three..." Pan Longxiao uttered the number in a sinister tone. Su Yuxi's face turned deathly pale, and her body began to tremble.

"Two... One!"

The moment the count finished, Pan Longxiao let out a cold laugh. "You're courting death! Don't blame me for what happens next! Men, chop off this woman's right hand! I'm going to make an example of her!"

"Yes, boss!"

One of Pan Longxiao's henchmen pulled a dagger that gleamed with a cold light from his pocket. He seized Su Yuxi's right hand and raised the dagger to stab her through the palm.

Everyone instinctively squeezed their eyes shut in horror. Su Yuxi herself was petrified, too stunned to even struggle.

Just as the dagger was a centimeter from her palm, a pebble suddenly shot through the air, striking the henchman's wrist with brutal speed and precision. The man screamed in pain as blood spurted from his wrist, and the dagger clattered to the ground.

Everyone gasped in shock, their eyes flying toward the direction the pebble had come from. Zhao Qirou and Qu Lan looked as well. The moment they saw Zhao Dong, tears of relief and excitement welled in their eyes.

Su Yuxi also turned to look. Upon seeing Zhao Dong, she froze for a moment, stunned. After two seconds, she exclaimed in amazement, "Zhao Dong?"