Chapter Eighteen: The Heart of a Fierce Tiger

  There were five people surrounding Su Yifan, all of whom looked to be around twenty years old. Each of their faces exuded a strong "I'm not a good person" aura. Not only did they have malicious glints in their eyes, but also wore thin clothing despite the cold winter weather, and each had prominent knuckles on their hands, clearly not there to engage in pleasant conversation.

  Su Yifan's heart sank, he knew who was calling, but didn't expect it to be so soon.

  With a sweep of his gaze, Su Yifan saw the tall and thin figure standing behind Chen Xin through the corridor window on the teaching building in the distance. Behind Chen Xin's slender back stood two followers from the school team.

  The seats for watching the play have all been found, Chen Xin's patience is really not good. Maybe Chen Da Shao will only be very patient with beauties like Cheng Shui Xiang?

  Seeing these people rolling up their sleeves, Su Yifan said that it's not true to say that he is not nervous. But Su Yifan knew that the more this kind of situation occurs, the more he cannot retreat or show weakness, otherwise everything would really go as Chen Xin wished.

  Five young men, all reeking of motor oil and sporting rounded crew cuts, stared fixedly at Su Yifan with expressions that seemed to say he had just stolen their girlfriends.

  "Little kid, are you Su Yifan?"

  The short one who was at the head of the five people spoke first, with a tone that was far from friendly.

  Su Yifan looked at the wall of people formed by these five individuals, took a deep breath, and nodded.

  "Then come with us for a walk, an old friend has something to ask you."

  It was still the short guy who spoke, with a strong smell of smoke coming out of his mouth and a bit of bad breath. Su Yifan subconsciously turned his face to avoid the young man's spittle flying everywhere.

  "Sorry, I still have class." Su Yifan looked at this short young man and seriously rejected his proposal.

  "Go to hell! The short young man spat out a bigger wad of saliva, "Letting you follow us is giving you face, don't be shameless!"

  Su Yifan took a step back: "I don't know you."

  That short young man sneered and reached out to grab Su Yifan's collar: "You little brat, do you know who you're talking to?"

  Su Yifan subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the incoming hand. Although he was a bit scared of these people, things had already happened, and Su Yifan knew that escaping wasn't an option. Especially at this moment, the heroic complex that had been accumulating in the boy's heart for days and months burst forth like a sponge body. Su Yifan pushed away the hand that wanted to pick him up like a little chicken, not letting go.

  This was Oola's method of teaching Su Yi Fan, his fingers pinched the tiger mouth down position, where the bones and nerves converged. Numbness and pain instantly penetrated the young man's palm, his expression changed from arrogance to painful in less than a second.

  It's all thanks to that bowl of beef noodles I had today. Su Yifan's powerful pinch made the short young man cry out in pain.

  "Come on, let's take care of him!"

  "Get him!"

  "Your mom's, you little brat looking for death!"

  In the midst of the shouting and cheering, Su Yifan released his grip on the short youth's hand, clenched his fist and punched it into the short youth's face.

  As this punch was thrown out, Su Yifan felt that he was completely different from before.

  Actually, from just now, Su Yifan had thought of many ways to avoid this dispute, for example, this school gate is actually a key patrol route for public security, as long as it is slightly delayed, someone will come to stop all this.

  Su Yifan can also rush over to her classmates who are watching the commotion and make eye contact with them, letting them call over the school's security guards and teachers to come and resolve the situation.

  Su Yifan can first swallow his pride, learn to be a gentleman and endure for now, then think of ways to make himself stronger, before going to find trouble with Chen Xin.

  Anyway, Su Yifan has many choices, the simplest way is to tell Su Xiaqing everything and let her help herself solve it. Su Yifan knows that compared to Su Xiaqing, those things Chen Xin relies on are nothing.

  Ke Su also didn't want it to be like this.

  After repeatedly thinking about it yesterday and today, Su Yifan decided to face everything head-on.

  Modern people have never lacked wisdom, but rather courage.

  Modern people can only smell the roses, but in their hearts, there are no fierce tigers.

  As this punch was thrown, Su Yifan felt that something in his heart had finally become clear. He punched the short young man's face and several other people's fists were already beckoning towards him.

  Su Yifan stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, following the method taught by Oula. His body had already taken three or four punches, yet he didn't feel even a hint of dizziness.

  Every punch was powerful and landed on Su Yifan's head and body. Su Yifan only felt his body aching, but at this moment he felt more awake than ever before.

  It's just this kind of feeling!

  It turns out that being beaten up is nothing more than this extent. After being punched a few times, Su Yifan's first reaction in his mind was actually this.

  Nothing hurt more than Ouyang's punch to the chest, nor was there a stronger sense of dizziness. At the same time as he was punched, Su Yifan also threw another punch at the short young man who wanted to grab his collar.

  The short young man was not a pushover either, and after being punched twice by Su Yifan, he didn't have any adverse reactions except for his mouth being slightly crooked. He jumped up and started kicking Su Yifan.

  Wearing thick clothes, this kick didn't feel like much. At the same time as being kicked, Su Yifan felt another hit on the back of his head, and the person who moved his hand was quite ruthless.

  Hold steady, don't fall down. Su Yifan told himself this in his heart, then charged at the young men again one by one.

  Courage is not something given by others. Su Yifan thought, hugging the short young man's head and violently colliding his knee into the short young man's abdomen.

  Five people ganged up on one, Su Yifan had no chance of winning, he targeted the leader and decided to fight him to the death.

  Ou La mentioned many methods that could make people lose their combat power with one move, even if they were surrounded by a few people and beaten with fists, Su Yifan still did not want to use those moves to deal with these young people.

  The intensified fists and feet were concentrated on Su Yifan, these young people called by Brother Chuan were a few troublemakers from a car team unrelated to the Chen family. These young people who usually used their fists to talk to others heard that they could sell Brother Chuan's personal favor by dealing with a student, and they rushed to the school gate with excitement. What they didn't expect was that this high school student had some backbone, and he didn't give them the opportunity to humiliate him.

  Standing on the spot, Su Yifan felt a bit dizzy. No matter who was beaten by five people, it wouldn't feel too good. If not for Oola's high-intensity training recently, Su Yifan thought he should have fainted long ago.

  Even so, Su Yifan still managed to glance at the third-floor corridor window of Teaching Building No. 2 during the brief interval when he was being beaten by the crowd.

  Su Yifan glanced at Chen Xin, this glance didn't mean anything else, it was just telling Chen Xin that he wouldn't give in.

  Su Yifan went crazy and kept punching and kicking the short young man, completely ignoring the four young men behind him who were desperately trying to pull him up to continue beating him.

  Five social youths beating up a student in front of the school gate was too eye-catching, and soon several male teachers came over to intervene, with other teachers following behind shouting for the school's security guards while also wanting to call the police.

  Su Yifan's face was already covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were stained with mud from being kicked. After standing for several minutes, Su Yifan finally felt like he couldn't hold on any longer and thought he would collapse at any moment.

  That short young man had already been beaten by Su Yifan until his nose was bleeding, seeing the school teacher rushing out of the school gate, he kicked Su Yifan again and shouted to the other young men: "Damn it, let's get out of here!"

  A few young people retracted their fists and feet, turned around and got into a Jinbei van with a license plate blocked by a light disc. They drove east along the highway at the school gate like crazy.

  After watching the van disappear into the distance, Su Yifan finally sat down on the ground with a thud. After catching his breath, he got up and, under the teacher's astonished gaze, wiped away the bloodstains on his face and stumbled to the water room to wash his face.

  Class teacher Wang Qin was also called over. Seeing Su Yifan coming out of the water room, she suddenly let out a sharp cry: "Su Yifan, stop right there!"

  Su Yifan stopped in his tracks and turned around to stare at this teacher who took pleasure in mocking students.

  "What's going on here?" Wang Qin's voice was sharp, and now the principal and head teacher both knew about it. She definitely wouldn't get a good outcome from this. A fight had actually broken out at the entrance of a prestigious high school like theirs - who knows how they would handle it if they really investigated? The day for selecting outstanding teachers was approaching soon, wasn't this incident just adding trouble for herself?

  Su Yifan hadn't even opened his mouth to speak, when Wang Qin continued to shout in a high-pitched voice at an extremely fast pace: "You actually hang out with those shady people outside of school and get into group fights. I think you don't want to study hard anymore!"

  The style of Wang Qin is already very familiar, Su Yifan pointed to his own face: "Teacher, it's a hooligan who found me trouble, I'm in self-defense."

  Surrounded by so many teachers and students, Wang Qin already felt embarrassed, and seeing Su Yifan refute himself even more made him furious.

  "What else can you say? One hand can't clap, why don't they go bother someone else, why come bother me? If there's nothing wrong with yourself, how can they pick on you?"

  Su Yifan saw that the onlookers were getting more and more, and also saw Li Peiran who was gloating in the crowd. This kid was smiling as if a chrysanthemum had bloomed on his face, and was whispering something to his classmates beside him.

  Su Yifan said helplessly: "Teacher, even if you want to ask me something, can't it wait until I've taken care of my wound first?"

  "You still have the face to say? You've disgraced the school!"

  In the midst of Wang Qin's loud scolding, Su Yifan casually raised his head to glance at the second teaching building. Chen Xin was no longer in the corridor. As for Wang Qin's angry roar, Su Yifan could understand - the director of studies was standing right next to her, that old man with a balding forehead and only a few strands of hair left, who liked to wear a very worn-out work uniform, sometimes even with a pair of sleeve protectors, like an old accountant from a state-owned factory in the last century.

  Seeing Su Yifan's attitude, Wang Qin felt even more humiliated, especially with the low whispers of some teachers nearby making her furious. Wang Qin pointed to the school gate and shouted: "Fine, go home and deal with your injury! If you don't bring your parents here, then don't come to school for classes!"

  Director Gao Zhenyu stood beside him without making a sound, neither dissuading Wang Qin nor scolding Su Yifan. The bald old man acquiesced in Wang Qin's actions, just wanting to see how Su Yifan's parents would deal with the aftermath of this matter.

  Su Yifan glanced at Wang Qin, Chen Xin found someone to deal with him, he didn't feel anything. As a teacher, not caring about the injuries on his students made him feel somewhat sad. Nodding towards Wang Qin, Su Yifan didn't say another word and turned around to walk out of the school gate.