Reborn as a New Farmer of the 1980s

Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start....

Chapter 781: The Biggest Group Battle in Vocational High School History

"Since you brothers are so enthusiastic and want to seek justice for me, it shows that even though we haven't been together for a long time, our relationship is as deep as anyone in Longjiang. If I say anything that's not allowed, it would make me seem hypocritical. Besides, those scumbags are really too abominable. If they dare to kick my door in the middle of the night, they will definitely dare to kick those widows' doors. Maybe they will often do things like punching the Nanshan Nursing Home and kicking the Beihai Kindergarten..."

The students burst into laughter.

"The purpose of learning martial arts, besides strengthening our bodies, is to uphold justice. We cannot tolerate these scumbags doing whatever they want in society! So, brother, you're not going to give up and be scolded by the master. This afternoon, we're going to teach those scumbags a lesson. Now, I'm going to call out a few names. Those who recognize the names I'm calling out, please stand to the left. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"Okay, then I'll start calling the roll. Li Guoxi! Does anyone know Li Guoxi?"

A student walked out of the crowd and stood to the left of Wan Feng.

Wan Feng nodded to the student.

"Wang Hun!"

Four students stood to Wan Feng's left.

"Cao Guancheng!"

There were also four students standing on Wan Feng's left.

Wan Feng called out the names of about eight or nine people in one breath, and there were about forty or fifty students standing on Wan Feng's left.

Roll call is complete.

"Now I can tell you that we need help from eleven people in total. Those who know these people don't need to participate, so as to avoid any inconvenience in the future if you have relatives, friends, or people from the same company. The rest of you who want to withdraw now can come to my left. Don't be embarrassed or give me face. After all, not everyone likes fighting. Some people are not born to fight. It would be difficult to force them to participate. Let's begin."

More than ten students stood on the left. These people looked like weak scholars. They probably learned martial arts mainly to strengthen their bodies.

That’s it. There are still more than 40 people who have nothing to do with these senior high school students.

"Okay! The rest of you continue to practice here with Senior Brother Li Mingdou, and the rest of you follow me."

"Don't you need me to go?" Li Mingdou asked beside Wan Feng.

"I'm bringing so many brothers with me, why do I need you? You're looking down on their abilities. Listen, everyone. Our mission is to help others correct their mistakes and become good people. So, if you can educate them with words, try not to argue. If that doesn't work, then use violence. But don't corrupt them. It's not easy to heal a broken heart from being beaten in the freezing weather. As long as the educational purpose is achieved, that's all that's needed. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Okay! Let's go now."

Wan Feng led a group of people and walked towards the vocational high school dormitory.

When they arrived at Wan Feng's garment factory, Wan Feng went in and took out a bundle of cloth strips.

Zhang Xuan was stunned when he saw Wan Feng with such a group of people. Is this guy planning to rebel?

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing. My master is not at the boxing ring this afternoon because he has something to do, so I'm taking these students for a walk."

"Then what do you do with all these strips of cloth?"

"Of course it worked."

Wang Wenmin came closer again: "Zhang Xuan, what kind of monster is your Xiao Wan going to catch now?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head: "I don't know what this guy is going to do next."

Wan Feng came out with a piece of cloth and gave one to each person.

"Tie these strips of cloth around your arms. Tie them tightly so they don't fall off. When we start, be careful. Those wearing strips are our people, and those without are our enemies. Don't let them get beaten up by our own people."

Zhang Xuan was standing at the doorway, listening intently and was shocked when he heard something. Oh no, these bastards are starting a fight. There are so many people, they seem to be trying to kill someone. Who are they fighting against that is causing such a big scene?

He quickly ran out: "Hey! Who are you trying to kill?"

"Go, go back to your room, why are you joining in the fun?"

Zhang Xuan didn't like what he heard. "Who are you talking about, old woman? Nothing will happen to so many people, right? Wan Feng, you must not get into any trouble. If you get into any trouble, I..."

"Bah! Damn it, you can't even say a few auspicious words. What bad luck! If I win, it's fine. But if I lose, I'll come back and see how I'll deal with you."

Wan Feng placed the remaining strips of cloth into Zhang Xuan's hands and waved, "Brothers, let's go!"

This group of people moving on the street is still very imposing.

Wan Feng walked in the middle of the front row, full of aura and domineering.

Tomorrow is the first day of school in December, and all students from other places will return to school today.

It was a little after two in the afternoon. Although the students from the second and third divisions had not arrived yet, the other students had already returned to the dormitory. Therefore, when these students who lived in the dormitory saw this group of people rushing towards the vocational high school dormitory, they were all stunned.

There were also people standing at the door of the second-year and first-year boys' dormitories looking in.

Of course they knew Wan Feng.

"Wan Feng, what are you doing..."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Go back to the dormitory and stay there quietly."

After saying that, Wan Feng came to the door of the senior dormitory alone, kicked it open, and shouted at the inside: "Senior three, get out!"

There are a lot more people in the senior high school dormitory than yesterday, and they are all lying down.

Cao Guancheng and Wang Hun were also among them, and He Yan from the Big Five family was also here. These guys were chattering about something.

The door was kicked open with a bang, and with a shout, Wan Feng appeared at the door with an indifferent expression.

Cao Guancheng saw Wan Feng's dark face and said, "Boy, we were just talking about you, and you're here!"

"That's perfect! I just happened to be looking for you guys to sort out what happened last night. Those with eggs, come out. If you don't dare, listen up, seniors! From now on, keep your tails between your legs in vocational high school and walk close to the wall!"

He Yan had never seen Wan Feng before: "Who is this kid? He's so arrogant, did he come to the wrong place?"

"It was this guy who kicked down the door of our dormitory last night."

"And he kicked me this morning." Wang Hun added a comment for fear of embarrassment.

After they finished, Wan Feng introduced himself again: "My name is Wan Feng, 42 in the three-point field. He Yan, right? Your brother is the accountant in our company. If you want to stand aside, I will pretend you are not here today. I have no objection if you join in. Alright! Senior year, I will say it again. If you have to pee standing up, come out and see the real deal. I will wait for you at the west building where you study cultural courses."

After saying that, Wan Feng turned around and walked out of the dormitory.

"Go out and beat him up. A freshman is so arrogant. Does he really think that we seniors don't exist?" Someone in the senior dormitory was furious.

Cao Guancheng raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers from the third year of high school, a freshman has challenged us. If we don't beat him down today, how are we going to live in school with our tails between our legs? Follow me and I'll kick his ass."

The senior high school students rushed out of the dormitory and ran towards the western building where they took their cultural classes.