Chapter 29: You Can't Hit Me!

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  In the empty parking lot behind the school building, a loud banging sound would occasionally come out, and some students who were chatting and playing nearby looked curiously in that direction.

  Whispering to each other from time to time, discussing what happened in the parking lot.

  Bang! Clang. The pounding finally stopped after a loud explosion.

  The students also stopped whispering and looked around the parking lot, where dozens of students had unknowingly gathered.

  A moment later, Ling Fei pushed his bicycle out and suddenly looked up to find a group of students standing in front of him, pointing at him and talking about something.

  Ling Fei furrowed his brow; "What? You guys are very free? Don't need to go to class?"

  A boy pulled his school uniform and laughed, "It's already after class, what are we going to do in class? Besides, what are you doing? Stealing a bike? Ha ha!"

  The boy's words immediately sparked a chorus of agreement from other students, and for a moment, laughter and discussion filled the air.

  Ling Fei rolled his eyes and was about to leave with the cart when several boys suddenly recognized him. They shouted loudly in the crowd, "Isn't this Teacher Ling?"

  As soon as this sentence came out, some boys looked at Ling Fei with an unsteady gaze, as if they had a desire to devour him.

  Some girls were also checking out Ling Fei, but with an appreciative attitude. At first glance, they thought he was just a bit handsome, but every student in the eighth grade had some background, and their vision was high too. They had seen many good-looking guys before, so they didn't think Ling Fei was anything special.

  But Murong Shimei's boyfriend was given a big hat, and suddenly it made people's eyes light up, starting to look for the difference in Ling Fei.

  Ling Fei's current image is quite "different from the crowd". With both hands on the bicycle handlebars, the bike has a lot of dust accumulated on it. Because he used too much force to break the lock, there are some sweat stains on his face. After wiping the sweat with his hand, he left black marks. He really looks like a little thief who just stole a bike.

  Watching a group of students blocking the parking lot exit discussing themselves, Ling Fei helplessly sighed; "I say classmates, let's let the teacher out first? It's almost time for class, let's go back."

  A boy standing in front of him had a proud look on his face, with a frameless glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, giving off an air of bookishness, but the hostility and disdain in his eyes were evident.

  "Want to leave? First explain what you're doing here, and we'll let you go." The bespectacled student said with a raised chin.

  Ling Fei only felt a slight headache, this kid was obviously looking for trouble. He had his hands clasped together in front of his chest and his eyes were fixed tightly on Ling Fei. The several students behind him who looked like thugs took out their phones, ready to call the police if things didn't go right.

  Ling Fei didn't want to make a big deal out of it, gripping the handlebars tightly; "This is my bike, the lock was broken, I smashed it open, what's the problem?"

  That boy also openly wanted to fight with Ling Fei to the death. Who made Ling Fei get their goddess Murong Suimei?

  "You say it's your bicycle, is that all? In the eighth grade, there can't be a thief profession, not only damaging the school's reputation, but also being a role model for students. If you do this kind of thing, how will the students learn from it? I think it's better to report to the school and investigate who owns this bicycle."

  Ling Fei looked at the boy's annoying appearance and couldn't help but want to beat him up and parade him through the streets, but he was a teacher now and had to consider many things.

  He suppressed the urge to hit him, took a deep breath and patiently said: "This classmate, if you want to pursue this matter further, then the teacher won't accompany you. The teacher still has something to do, you all continue playing."

  After finishing speaking, Ling Fei pushed the cart and took a step forward.

  The boy wearing glasses looked anxious at a glance, and immediately gave a wink to the several stallions behind him. Several people understood, and four sturdy boys blocked Ling Fei's way.

  "Teacher, you'd better cooperate a bit more. Our headmaster is also thinking for the school." A tall and dark-skinned boy with a square-shaped face that looked sharp and spirited stood beside Ling Fei, speaking word by word.

  Ling Fei swept a glance at the four students blocking his way and let out a soft hum from his nose.

  "A few classmates, pay attention to your own identity. You are students, and I am the teacher. If you continue to be so presumptuous, don't blame me for not being polite."

  Ling Fei's voice was cold as he finished speaking these words.

  The bike was already making him feel very annoyed, and now it was being blocked by a few students on the road. If Ling Fei hadn't been a teacher for so long and had a relatively good temper, he would have started a big fight a long time ago.

  Ling Fei suppressed his anger and said calmly, "Alright, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't let go now, the next time your loved ones see you, you'll be cripples."

  Ling Fei said this sentence relatively quickly and with a bit of a tongue twister, the four students looked at each other in confusion for a moment before they fully understood it.

  That country-faced boy scrunched up his face and rolled up his sleeves; "Damn it, don't give me that look, thinking you're a teacher we wouldn't dare touch you!" As he spoke, the boy took a few steps forward, raised his fist and made a fierce gesture.

  It's obvious that he's used to being in school. Ling Fei didn't say much, one foot stepped on the pedal, both hands relaxed, and the bicycle shook and rushed out. The two people standing in front of Ling Fei immediately gave way and narrowly avoided the bicycle. One person's clothes were even scratched by the handlebars, and due to inertia, he stumbled.

  Ling Fei's kick was quite ruthless, and the car ran out for three or four meters before crashing to the ground.

  Just as the four students were still in a daze, Ling Fei punched that national-character-faced student's stomach with one fist. The tremendous force caused his upper body to lean forward and he retreated four or five steps before sitting down on the ground, vomiting loudly.

  Ling Fei clapped his hands; "As a model for others, when you speak, you must keep your word. I said you'd become crippled, not blind, so stretch out your legs and let me break them."

  Ling Fei's words were spoken in a gentle tone, but the anger in his voice was unmistakable.

  The student wearing glasses had already retreated several steps in shock, and the students watching from the outside saw that Ling Fei was taking action, so they also felt a little scared and began to disperse.

  In the end, only a dozen or so brave students remained, watching from a distance.

  The student wearing glasses saw that the people around him had dispersed and had nowhere to hide. He wanted to apologize, but couldn't swallow his pride. If he didn't apologize, Ling Fei's previous move had made him somewhat fearful. For a moment, his heart was in a state of internal conflict, hesitating and indecisive.

  Just as he was hesitating, one of the three students, a big guy with a good relationship with Guozi face, saw Guozi face being beaten and couldn't let it go.

  "Mom! You dare to hit my brother?!" The big guy roared, swinging his fist towards Ling Fei's face. Ling Fei frowned in annoyance and kicked him flying. The big guy's fist had only swung halfway when he felt himself floating, then suddenly found it hard to breathe, and his eyes went dark as he passed out.

  Ling Fei's kick didn't use much force, but it still kicked the big guy out five or six meters away. Although he wouldn't be seriously injured, he would definitely be knocked unconscious for a while.

  He glanced at the two students standing beside him; "Are you still planning on blocking me?"

  The two students hastily shook their heads and waved their hands, fearing that Ling Fei's foot would kick over in an instant if they were slow.

  Satisfied, Ling Fei nodded and shifted his gaze to the bespectacled man. When their eyes met, the bespectacled man's body swayed noticeably, his legs trembling uncontrollably, no longer exuding the same confidence as before.

  "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave," said Ling Fei with a smile at the bespectacled boy.

  "You... you please..." The bespectacled man strained to keep his voice from trembling, and replied in a barely audible tone.

  Ling Fei nodded and walked towards the man with glasses.

  "You... what are you going to do? You... you... you can't hit me!" The bespectacled man saw Ling Fei walking towards him, his legs softened and he retreated several steps, letting out a shrill cry.

  Ling Fei couldn't help but burst out laughing; "Don't be nervous, I just wanted to take the bike..." As he spoke, Ling Fei pointed to the bicycle that was still lying on the ground.

  The bespectacled man's throat moved slightly as he recalled his earlier actions, and his face turned red. He hastily turned around to leave with a dejected look.

  "Halt!" Ling Fei shouted.

  "What...how?" The man with glasses turned his head, avoiding Ling Fei's eyes.

  "Take them away." Ling Fei pointed at the still vomiting Guo, the big guy who had passed out, and the two students standing aside not daring to speak, with a smile.