Chapter 11: Ru Ru is so angry. You are such a rubbish, and you dare to hit me...

When passing by a male classmate wearing glasses, Zhou Ci took his schoolbag off his back, patted the non-existent dust on it, and handed it to the honest and conscientious student, "Classmate, please keep my schoolbag for me tonight and return it to me tomorrow when I go to school." He didn't want to get his schoolbag dirty again during a fight.

The good student looked at the group of bad students from higher grades who were staring at him with murderous eyes, so how could he dare to refuse? Besides, Zhou Ci was not a bad person. Although he didn't like to talk at school, he would be fine as long as he was not provoked.

He quickly took Zhou Ci's schoolbag and said, "Okay, I'll keep it for you and give it to you tomorrow morning."

Zhou Ci nodded, "Thank you!" After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll lend you my notes tomorrow."

The good student was overjoyed, "Really? That's great! Thank you, Zhou Ci."

"You're welcome!" Zhou Ci didn't say much. Liu Mingwei was waving at him, telling him to come over quickly.

Liu Mingwei and his team contacted a car that could take them directly to the south of the city, saving them the trouble of squeezing into the subway and wasting time going around in circles.

Xiao Chen probably couldn't have imagined that he had been dominating the South City school district for several years, and except for Shen Zhiyan, who had fought with him for Song Yu, no one dared to provoke him.

Unexpectedly, he was caught in a trap. Someone actually dared to surround him when he was alone. Xiao Chen knew the leader, the elementary school kid who called Song Yu "sister", named Zhou Ci.

When he was held up by several people and thrown at Zhou Ci's feet in humiliation, no matter how much good feelings he had for Song Yu, or how worried he was that Song Yu would be unhappy if he provoked Zhou Ci, he couldn't help but explode at this time. He stared at Zhou Ci fiercely. This elementary school kid just deserved to be taught a lesson. After this time, he must teach him a lesson again.

Liu Mingwei glanced at the disheveled Xiao Chen lying on the ground and said contemptuously, "You are the one who led the others to beat up my junior brother?" Without waiting for Xiao Chen to answer, he directly stepped forward and crushed Xiao Chen's face with force, saying contemptuously, "I heard that you are the boss of this area in South City? Everyone in South City is dead? Just you? What kind of garbage is this?"

"Senior brother, let him go. I want to fight him one-on-one." Zhou Ci said from the side.

"Are you sure?" Liu Mingwei turned to look at him. "After all, he's already in the eighth grade. You'll be at a disadvantage because of his age."

Zhou Ci clenched his fist: "I can beat him."

Xiao Chen felt insulted. He raised his head and bared his white teeth, "I won't fight a primary school kid one-on-one."

Zhou Ci squatted in front of him, stared at him provocatively, "Are you afraid of losing to me?"

Xiao Chen laughed, "Are you kidding? I would lose to a primary school kid like you? I'm just afraid that even if I win, you'll be embarrassed." A group fight is one thing, and a one-on-one fight is another. A one-on-one fight is a challenge to his status. If he accepts the challenge of a primary school kid today, then in the future, no one, whether human or ghost, will dare to challenge him.

"Do you think you can refuse me today?" Zhou Ci suddenly threw a punch at him.

Xiao Chen dodged instinctively, but before he could stand firm, Zhou Ci kicked him again. Xiao Chen twisted his body to avoid it, but Zhou Ci came close to him again, pressing him step by step.

He hadn't fought back, so he was in a passive position and was beaten by Zhou Ci. Finally, he said angrily, "Zhou Ci, if you keep going on, I won't be polite anymore."

Zhou Ci sneered: "Do I need you to give in to me?"

These words successfully irritated Xiao Chen, and he no longer cared, and the two of them started fighting with punches and kicks. Liu Mingwei, including the people Liu Mingwei brought with him, did not intervene, and just stood by and watched the two of them fight.

Zhou Ci punched Xiao Chen in the nose, and blood formed a line in the air. Xiao Chen was hit hard, and before he could react, Zhou Ci kicked him in the lower body, and he was kicked to the ground.

Zhou Ci rode on Xiao Chen and punched him in the face again and again. No one knew how much hardship he endured when he was learning Muay Thai, just to train a pair of hard enough fists so that when he hit others like now, they could feel pain.

"Do you know why I won't let my sister intervene in your affairs, don't want your medical expenses, and won't accept your reconciliation? Because I want to avenge my grudge myself, and I want to fight for the face I lost myself." Zhou Ci grabbed Xiao Chen's neck, exerted a little force, and said fiercely: "I won't offend others unless they offend me. If you provoke me, then things won't be so easy to let go."

Xiao Chen was almost beaten silly. He actually lost to a primary school kid. How could he accept this when he was always the boss?

Zhou Ci's face was also covered in blood, and his fists were bloody, but he didn't care. He punched down, fast and hard. No matter how tough Xiao Chen was, he was still a junior high school student. He was still immersed in the shock that he couldn't beat a primary school kid, and forgot to fight back. This endless one-sided beating directly shattered his willpower.

Seeing that the man was really going to be beaten to death if the fight continued, Liu Mingwei stopped him: "Junior brother, that's enough."

Xiao Chen didn't fight back, and Zhou Ci's one-sided beating was boring. He stood up from Xiao Chen and kicked Xiao Chen, who was lying on the ground like a dead fish. He said sarcastically, "A piece of trash like you who can't even beat a primary school student like me, dares to set his sights on my sister?"

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and slowly turned his head towards Zhou Ci. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his sleeve and said weakly, "Are you here for your sister today?"

Zhou Ci stepped on his stomach and rubbed it hard a few times: "My sister is so good, do you think anyone can get close to her?"

He took off his bloody long-sleeved T-shirt and was about to wipe the blood off his face with this no longer wearable clothes, but then he thought of other uses for this face, put his hand down, walked to the trash can, threw the clothes in, and walked back with a bloodstained face.

He no longer paid attention to Xiao Chen on the ground. He took the coat from Liu Mingwei's hand, put it on, zipped it up, and then said to Liu Mingwei: "Brother, you guys go back first. I have something to do."

"What are you going to do?" Liu Mingwei asked. After all, this was Nancheng, Xiao Chen's territory, and he was afraid of Xiao Chen's revenge.

Zhou Ci didn't say anything, but just lowered his head to tidy up the edges of his coat to make himself look neater.

"Alright, alright, I won't ask any more questions." Liu Mingwei waved his hand. "How old are you? Why are you so cunning? You don't want to talk about this and you don't allow me to ask that." He waved his hand again and shouted to his brothers, "Go back!"

Zhou Ci watched them walk away until they disappeared around the corner, then turned and walked towards the gate of Huayang High School.

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Song Yu was cleaning up the junk messages on his phone during dinner time and saw Zhou Ci's message. However, it was almost evening self-study time and he had to hand in his phone, so Song Yu didn't reply. On the way home, he was about to call Zhou Ci to ask about the situation.

After the evening self-study get out of class, Song Yu and Shen Zhiyan walked out of the school together, talking and laughing.

After walking a few steps, he saw a thin figure standing under the intersection light on the opposite sidewalk from a distance. Song Yu had good eyesight and recognized the figure as Zhou Ci at a glance.

He stood straight facing Song Yu, and no one knew how long he had been standing there.

"Chen Zhiyan, go wait for me in the car first, I'll be there soon." Song Yu said quickly and walked towards Zhou Ci.

Shen Zhiyan glanced in the direction of Zhou Ci, and seeing that it was a child, he didn't take it seriously. He just said "hmm" and walked towards his car.

As they got closer, Song Yu realized Zhou Ci's face was covered in dried blood, and the corners of his lips were broken. She was shocked: "Little friend, why do you always look so miserable? Did you fight again?"

Zhou Ci looked uneasy and uneasy, "Did I scare my sister?"

"No, no." Song Yu said distressedly, "Does it hurt? Which bastard beat you up like this?"

Zhou Ci grinned. He had played a trick, just wanting to see his sister feel sorry for him. If his sister felt sorry for him, then the pain would be worth it. "I had a fight with Xiao Chen." There was a little bit of unnoticeable boasting in his tone: "I beat him."

"You? You beat Xiao Chen?" Song Yu was indeed surprised. Xiao Chen was the boss, so of course he was good at fighting. Song Yu knew this.

"Well, he won't dare to bother me again in the future." Zhou Ci added in his heart, not feeling ashamed to think about his sister anymore.

Song Yu took out a wet tissue from his schoolbag and handed it to him: "Wipe the blood off your face!"

Zhou Ci took it carefully, trying his best to avoid getting the blood on his hands onto Song Yu's clean hands.

This small movement did not escape Song Yu's eyes. Song Yu noticed the abnormality in his hand and pulled his hand over to examine it carefully: "Did you get this hand like this from fighting?"

"Yes!" Zhou Ci's hand was held by Song Yu, and he dared not move. He whispered in defense: "I only injured my hand, but Xiao Chen's whole face was injured."

"I don't care whether Xiao Chen is injured or not?" Song Yu was furious. "I only saw that you were injured."

Zhou Ci didn't dare to say a word when he was yelled at. He just lowered his head meekly and let Song Yu continue to hold his hand.

Song Yu said angrily: "Come with me!"

She took him to a nearby pharmacy, bought some iodine, gauze, and some anti-inflammatory drugs, and sat on a stool outside the pharmacy to bandage his wound awkwardly.

Zhou Ci cooperated obediently throughout the whole process. Seeing his sister running around for him, he felt so happy that he thought the injury was worth it and he could be injured a few more times next time.

Song Yu bandaged Zhou Ci's wound, then looked at him and said seriously, "Little friend, I don't like children who like to fight."

Zhou Ci immediately wilted. He lowered his head in frustration and said weakly, "Then I won't hit you next time. Sister, please don't hate me, okay?"

"Really?" Song Yu asked doubtfully, "What if someone bullies you next time?"

Zhou Ci thought for a moment before saying, "Then I'll ask my sister to help me."

"That's settled then!" Song Yu let him go easily.

Zhou Ci looked up and asked carefully, "Sister, are you not angry anymore?"

Song Yu rubbed his head: "Didn't you promise me not to fight? I'm not angry anymore, you have to keep your word."

Zhou Ci immediately said: "What I said is true, I won't lie to you, sister."

Song Yu wasted quite a while here, and Shen Zhiyan called and asked when Song Yu could leave. They had to go to morning self-study tomorrow, so they had to go back to bed quickly.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu said to Zhou Ci: "Little friend, how did you get here?"

Zhou Ci understood what Song Yu wanted to say and quickly said, "Sister, don't worry about me. I can go back by myself." He could handle these little things by himself. He couldn't waste his sister's time. It was okay once or twice, but after a long time, his sister would definitely find him annoying.

"How can that be? You are still so young, how can your sister let you go home alone? I'll find a car to take you." Song Yu did not allow him to refuse, and directly pulled him up and walked towards the driver's parking space.

In the car, Shen Zhiyan was already getting impatient waiting. He looked at his watch again and was about to get out of the car to take a look. As soon as he opened the car door, Song Yu had already returned with his men.

She found a car for Zhou Ci, told him the name of the community, and asked the driver to take him back.

"Little boy, we all have classes tomorrow, so go back to bed early." Song Yu handed him the remaining gauze and medicine in her hand, "Remember to change the bandage on your hand. If it's inconvenient, come to me tomorrow and I'll change it for you."

Zhou Ci shook his head: "Thank you, sister, but no need, I can change it myself."

He has decided to skip a grade and go to his sister's school as soon as possible. Starting tomorrow, he will have less time to run back and forth between the south and north cities. He will use the time saved to learn the knowledge in the new textbooks beyond the syllabus. His sister will graduate from junior high school in a year. If he doesn't seize the time, it will be too late.

Zhou Ci waved to Song Yu in the car: "Goodbye, sister!"

After seeing Zhou Ci off, Song Yu got into the car of Shen Zhiyan's family. After a day of studying, she was already very sleepy. She collapsed in the back seat and said listlessly, "Uncle driver, please go home quickly. I really want to sleep."

Shen Zhiyan asked, "Is this child Zhou Tingan's eldest son?"

"Yeah!" Song Yu responded weakly.

"He's been waiting there for a long time, not even bothering to take care of his wounds. He's just standing there waiting for you to treat him after class?" Shen Zhiyan raised his doubts reasonably.

Song Yu didn't care: "He's still young!"

Shen Zhiyan smiled meaningfully. He always felt that this kid was not that simple. There was something indescribable about him, but he didn't say anything to Song Yu.

Song Yu is just a big piece of wood. Being a little slow has its advantages.