Urban Martial Saint

Gong Ping hadn't expected Ye Qing to dare accuse him right here, and was momentarily stunned. But Ye Qing didn't pay him any attention and walked past him towards the teaching building. From what she had heard from the bespectacled man Lin Peng, Xiao Zheng had only fought back after being bullied, and Ye Qing wanted to find him to understand exactly what had happened.

For Ye Qing, whether it was Xiao Zheng's fault or not, he was still a minor. Such a small incident at school surely wasn't serious enough to warrant being sent to the police station. Moreover, if it was truly Xiao Zheng who had been bullied, and yet he ended up being sent to the police station, then Ye Qing would absolutely not sit by and ignore the situation.

"Hey, where are you going?" Gong Ping snapped back to reality just as Ye Qing had already walked a good distance away. Pointing at Ye Qing's back, he yelled, "What the fuck did you just say? Have the guts to say it again? What do you mean by 'biting the bullet'? Are you implying I've wronged your brother? What do you mean by saying I'm not worthy of being a teacher?

Who the hell are you to point fingers at me? I'll tell you, I've been teaching here for ten or twenty years now, some of my students have even become deputy mayors, so what are you doing now? What rights do you have to say I'm not fit to be a teacher? Stand there, explain yourself to me!"

Ye Qing didn't pay any attention to him and didn't even look back. Gong Ping hurried after her, but he was too feeble and couldn't catch up with Ye Qing, who was only walking briskly. After chasing for a while, he started gasping for breath.

"Stand there, do you hear me? This is a school, are you trying to cause trouble here? Do you believe I'll call the police?" Gong Ping shouted loudly, but by then, Ye Qing had already turned into the teaching building, showing no intention of looking back.

Gong Ping saw Ye Qing disrespect him so blatantly and couldn't help but fly into a rage. Turning his head to look around, he saw a man from the Security Section walking out of the staff building and immediately felt elated.

"Old Huang, Old Huang," Gong Ping waved and called out.

The man named Old Huang hurried over, after all, Gong Ping was the director of the school's Political Education Office, and he was considered a powerful figure in the school.

"What's wrong, Director Gong?" Old Huang asked while nodding and bowing.

Gong Ping gestured with his hand and said, "Quick, quick, quick, there's a loafer causing trouble at our school. Get the security team over here immediately to handle this issue for me!"

"A loafer from outside the school?" Old Huang looked troubled and spoke in a low voice, "Director Gong, how many people have come, and who exactly is it? You know, we don't have many people in our school's Security Section."

Old Huang wasn't foolish; so-called loafers from outside the school were essentially just local hoodlums. The members of the school's Security Section were quite capable of bullying the students, but asking them to fight with real hoodlums from outside was beyond their courage. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

So, hearing about loafers, Old Huang's first concern was the number of people he was up against, and his second concern was their strength. If the ones who had come were big shots from outside, the security people didn't dare to make a move.

"Only one person came. I don't know his name; never seen him before, and he's certainly not a big shot," Gong Ping paused and said, "His brother injured Secretary Hong's son. You know what to do, right?"

Hearing this, Old Huang realized that this person would be easy to deal with and immediately felt energized, saying, "Rest assured, Director Gong, leave it to me. How do you want to handle it, kick him out, or give him a good beating, so he never dares to set foot in our school again? Or should we just arrest him and call the police directly?"

Gong Ping's eyes showed a cold glint as he spoke in a deep voice, "Give him a good beating, hit him so he'll be scared whenever he sees our school for the rest of his life. Then call the police and let them deal with him!"

"Got it!" Old Huang chuckled and said, "Director Gong, you always have the best ideas! Once he's in the police station, he'll probably have to squat there for a few days. I think he'll never forget our school for the rest of his life."

"Hehehe..." Gong Ping chuckled smugly, "Daring to be so arrogant in front of me, I'll make sure to teach him a lesson he won't forget. Now go, find someone quickly. He's gone upstairs to inquire about Yuan Xiaozheng's incident, and we can't let him find out anything. Damn it, if any of these students dare tell him anything, I'll make sure they're expelled!"

"Yes!" Old Huang responded and ran to the Security Section to gather a bunch of people before heading towards the teaching building.

Old Huang smartly went straight to Yuan Xiaozheng's class and from afar, he saw Ye Qing talking to a bespectacled student outside a classroom. The student with glasses looked worried, staring at his own feet, while Ye Qing was saying something to him, but he did not respond.

"That's him!" Old Huang shouted, and immediately led a group of young men rushing over.

The so-called members of the Security Section were also local riffraff. Dressed in clothes resembling security uniforms, they acted almost like the police, bullying students at the school.

Seeing these members of the Security Section, Lin Peng, who was standing with Ye Qing, immediately changed his expression and hastily turned to run into the classroom. However, it was too late. Six or seven members of the Security Section ran over, and Old Huang directly grabbed his neck and yanked him back.

"Where do you think you're going? Come on, stand there, don't move, don't move," Old Huang said arrogantly as he pushed Lin Peng against the wall, glancing sideways at Ye Qing and speaking, "So you're that loafer? What do you want to do? Causing trouble at school, are we? Do you know this is a place of learning, a sacred school, not somewhere for little thugs like you.

Did you even graduate from primary school, daring to cause trouble in a high school, what right do you have to be here causing a disturbance, huh?"

After speaking, he ignored Ye Qing's reaction, glaring at Lin Peng, and demanded, "What were you just telling him?"

"I... I didn't say anything..." Lin Peng replied truthfully.

Old Huang glared and said, "Didn't say? If you didn't say anything, what are you two standing here for? Standing here so long, you didn't speak a single word? Do you think I would believe that? What, you think I'm easy to deceive, is that it?"

"I... I really didn't say anything..." Lin Peng said anxiously, "He asked me lots of questions, and I didn't answer any of them."

"Bullshit, you still trying to deceive me?" Old Huang waved his hand impatiently, "Have you forgotten what the school said about this matter? They told you not to spread rumors recklessly. You dare to talk nonsense here, go, call your parents!"

Lin Peng's face drastically changed, and he grabbed Old Huang's arm, pleading, "I... I really didn't say anything, believe me, I truly didn't say a word."

"Get lost!" Old Huang flung his hand, sending Lin Peng flying, "Either call your parents to school, or pack your stuff and get lost, your choice!"

Lin Peng's complexion immediately turned pale as he stood there, biting his lower lip with a wronged expression, hands clenched tightly, his fingernails digging deep into his flesh, eyes staring fixedly at Old Huang. For a student, punishments like expulsion or having to bring a parent to school were the heaviest.

And unfortunately, the school had a penchant for such measures, quick to expel or summon parents.

"What's the matter? Not satisfied, are you?" Seeing Lin Peng like this, Old Huang burst into fury, "Stare at me like that again, I dare you!"

"I'm staring at you, what about it!" Lin Peng roared: "What can you do to me?"

"Fuck your mother, what the hell do you think you are, talking to me like that!" Old Huang immediately lost his temper and slapped Lin Peng across the face, "Get lost, or I swear I'll beat you to death!"

"Fuck your mother!" Lin Peng bellowed, suddenly like an enraged lion, he pounced furiously at Old Huang.

Old Huang hadn't expected Lin Peng to suddenly lash out and was knocked back a step, becoming even angrier. As Lin Peng charged at him again, Old Huang kicked him in the chest and Lin Peng hit the ground hard, coughing repeatedly.

"Daring to attack a school employee, I bet even if your parents came here kneeling, it wouldn't help!" Old Huang pointed at Lin Peng arrogantly, "Better pack your stuff and get lost now!"

Lin Peng got up from the ground, his eyes bloodshot, gave Old Huang a deadly stare, then suddenly turned and ran into the classroom.

"Damn it!" Old Huang swore, then turned to look at Ye Qing standing aside, "Your turn now, motherfucker, thinking you can stir up trouble at school, you've got some guts! Come on, take him to the security office."

Several security office personnel immediately encircled them, but before they could catch Ye Qing, Lin Peng ran out of the classroom with a leg of a stool and charged straight at Old Huang.

Old Huang was startled by Lin Peng's audacity to come at him again, and this time with a weapon. He hastily stepped back, exclaiming, "What... what are you doing? You dare to attack me with a weapon, believe it or not, I'll expel you!"

"You said you were going to expel me. I'm not a student here anyway; I'm not afraid of you!" Lin Peng shouted as he rushed forward with the stool leg, swinging it wildly at Old Huang.

Old Huang blocked a couple of blows with his arm, and luckily a nearby young man quickly tackled Lin Peng to the ground, snatching away the stool leg.

Lin Peng was pinned to the ground by two security officers, struggling desperately but completely unable to get free, only becoming so furious that he kept on screaming and crying.

Old Huang, clutching his painful arm, glared at Lin Peng through gritted teeth and yelled, "Fuck your mother, you dare hit me. Hold him down for me, I'll let you hit me!"

Then Old Huang picked up the stool leg and ran over to Lin Peng, bringing it down hard toward Lin Peng's head.

Lin Peng couldn't dodge and fearing he was about to be hit, he could only close his eyes in despair.

However, after waiting for a while, the anticipated pain never came. Lin Peng opened his eyes to see that the stool leg in Old Huang's hand had been caught by Ye Qing.

Ye Qing looked calmly at Old Huang and said, "Enough!"

Old Huang tugged fiercely, but the stool leg, as if embedded in stone, wouldn't budge an inch. He was somewhat taken aback, but feeling empowered by the presence of so many people, his confidence surged.

"Fuck, I haven't hit you yet, and here you come!" Old Huang said, then kicked at Ye Qing and cursed, "Who the hell are you, and what right do you have to speak here?"