"Brother Guang!"

Seeing Luo Xiaoguang actually flee at the critical moment, Meng Zelong's heart tightened in fear. He had never expected Luo Xiaoguang to betray him so egregiously; just a moment ago, Luo Xiaoguang had been saying he'd help deal with Lin Feng, and now he was fleeing faster than Bolt, leaving Meng Zelong alone to face that monster, Lin Feng.

The moment Luo Xiaoguang left, Meng Zelong lost all his bravado, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He had witnessed Lin Feng's capacity for brutal beatings on the rooftop and knew he was no match for him. But it was no use surrendering now. Judging by Lin Feng's demeanor, he definitely wouldn't stop until Meng Zelong was thoroughly thrashed.

"Chen Liang, Dafei, get your asses up! We'll pincer attack Lin Feng!" Meng Zelong roared at Chen Liang and Zhang Dafei, brandishing the stool in his hand.

Chen Liang, who had been kicked to the ground by Lin Feng and was wailing like a stuck pig, heard Meng Zelong's shout. Enduring the intense pain, he staggered to his feet.

THUMP!

However, Chen Liang had barely stood up when Lin Feng's Flying Leg shot out as if it had eyes. Chen Liang screamed as he was sent flying several meters away, unable to get back up.

The last time Lin Feng had dealt with Meng Zelong and his two cronies on the rooftop, he had considered that they were at school and only used thirty percent of his strength. Now, Lin Feng was furious and used nearly seventy percent of his strength—more than double the force. Someone with Chen Liang's physique couldn't take that kind of hit at all.

Zhang Dafei, watching from the side, saw Chen Liang get beaten even more brutally after getting up. He decided to just feign unconsciousness on the ground, not daring to rise. In his eyes, things like camaraderie and brotherhood were useless right now. Playing the hero would only get him beaten even more savagely by Lin Feng.

Forced step by step into a corner by Lin Feng, and seeing that neither Chen Liang nor Zhang Dafei could get up, Meng Zelong instantly fell into despair.

"Lin Feng, don't, don't do this! We're classmates, you can't hit me!" Meng Zelong stammered in terror, taken aback by the domineering look in Lin Feng's eyes.

"Classmates? I've let you off several times already. And now you dare to scheme against me? This time, I'm going to teach you a lesson that will last a lifetime!"

No sooner said than done, Lin Feng snatched the stool from Meng Zelong's hand. Then, with a flurry of fists and feet, attacking high and low, he beat Meng Zelong until he was rolling on the ground in the corner.

The Lin Feng of now, even an elite special forces operative wouldn't be his match, let alone a petty hoodlum like Meng Zelong. Last time, he had held back when dealing with Meng Zelong. But this time, since Meng Zelong didn't know what was good for him, Lin Feng didn't hold back either. Punch after punch, he beat Meng Zelong until he was almost foaming at the mouth.

"Brother Feng, Master Feng... I was wrong, I'll never dare again... I beg you... please stop hitting me, if you keep hitting me, I'll die..."

Meng Zelong was in so much pain he almost fainted. He truly hadn't expected Lin Feng's ability to torture people to be so potent. The pain made him feel as if he were dying; it was unbearable.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you. I don't mess with people who don't mess with me. But if someone messes with me, I'll definitely mess with them back!" Lin Feng hauled Meng Zelong up, a murderous chill glinting in his eyes. Meng Zelong met his gaze and was scared witless; he had never seen such a terrifying look before and hurriedly closed his eyes, not daring to look at Lin Feng anymore.

SPLASH...

Only then did Lin Feng realize that because he'd been a bit too rough, Meng Zelong, in his agitation, had lost control of his bladder and bowels from the beating. Urine flowed from Meng Zelong's crotch, and simultaneously, a stench of feces emanated from his body...

BANG!

Tossing Meng Zelong to the ground, Lin Feng said icily, "Meng Zelong, mark my words. If I ever see you at Jiangzhou No. 1 Middle School again, I'll make you spend the rest of your life in terror!"

After speaking coldly, Lin Feng turned and left. Behind him, Chen Liang and Zhang Dafei slowly got to their feet. Seeing Lin Feng's terrifying gaze, they immediately scrambled and stumbled out of his way.

If before they had considered Lin Feng an ignorant good-for-nothing, now they saw him as a demon from hell.

Only a long time after Lin Feng's figure had vanished did Zhang Dafei and Chen Liang, hearts still pounding with fear, get up from the ground. They staggered towards Meng Zelong. Even before getting close, they smelled a rank odor of piss and shit, and both quickly pinched their noses.

At this moment, Meng Zelong had long lost the swagger of one of the former 'Four Young Tyrants of Campus.' His clothes and pants were covered in dust, his hair was a chicken's nest, his face was black and blue, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and tears slowly streamed from his eyes. He looked utterly wretched.

"Sob... Lin Feng... Lin Feng... he's too vicious..." Quietly, Meng Zelong leaned against the wall and began to cry. This battle had completely overturned his outlook on life and the world. It also made him clearly realize that Lin Feng was someone he couldn't afford to provoke. If he opposed Lin Feng again, his fate would only be more tragic.

"Brother Long, Lin Feng thrashed us good this time. Should we find some guys from the streets and look for a chance to get him outside of school?" Chen Liang said, clutching his swollen cheek.

"Get him? Get your sister! We've tried to get him several times, and every time, *we're* the ones who get gotten! Are you looking to die? If you don't court death, you won't die... Sob..." Now, the mere mention of Lin Feng's name filled Meng Zelong with an inexplicable dread.

"Then what do we do?" Zhang Dafei asked. He hadn't been hurt much since he'd feigned unconsciousness earlier, but his face still had several clear bruises.

"What else can we do?... Sob... Lin Feng said if he sees me at No. 1 Middle School again, he'll beat me... Sob... I'm transferring schools! I never want to see him again!" Without any hesitation, Meng Zelong made his decision and then began to wail loudly. He thought of Lin Feng, and then he recalled those song lyrics: Why... why is it always me who gets hurt...

"You're transferring schools?" Chen Liang and Zhang Dafei were both stunned by this news.

"Yes, I have to transfer." Meng Zelong nodded without the slightest hesitation.

"Well... Brother Long, take care of yourself then."

"Yeah, we'll miss you."

Zhang Dafei and Chen Liang each said a line, then turned and walked off.

"Hey, you two bastards! Take me to the hospital first! Don't go!" Meng Zelong roared when he saw them leaving.

"Tch! He's covered in shit. Only a moron would be his lackey. Now that Lin Feng's beaten him to a pulp and he's transferring schools, he'll have nothing to do with us in the future. Why should I help him?" Zhang Dafei retorted, walking off quickly.

"Good point." Chen Liang hurriedly followed.

"You two bastards... I, your father, treated you so well before... Sob... Bastards!" Seeing the two lackeys who had always followed him also desert him, Meng Zelong wailed loudly. This time, he had truly, thoroughly experienced what 'tragic' meant...

...

「The next day, inside the Happy Billiards Room near Jiangzhou No. 1 Middle School.」

Zeng Yuhu was playing pool with a few friends when one of his underlings rushed in, exclaiming, "Brother Tiger, bad news!"

Zeng Yuhu frowned. "So panicked? If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. What's to be afraid of? Speak! What is it?"

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