Indeed, Zhou Qiang had learned some martial arts from others, and he was an expert fighter in school. If you weren't a tough guy who fought often, you probably couldn't beat him.
"It's alright, just go ahead. This kid won't dare to move," Ye Xingchen said.
Chen Wenhao gritted his teeth; he still chose to believe Ye Xingchen, and he walked over to Zhou Qiang's side.
"Fuck your mother Chen Wenhao, you're asking for it. I'll kill you scum today!" Zhou Qiang cursed and stepped forward to attack.
But suddenly his body stiffened, as if he were frozen in place, unable to move at all.
Chen Wenhao was stunned for a moment, then he gritted his teeth, picked up the wooden stick in his hand, and smashed it hard down on one of Zhou Qiang's legs.
A crisp snapping sound.
"Ah..." A scream came from Zhou Qiang's mouth. He fell to his knees with a thud, clutching his thighs and struggling and howling.
"Chen Wenhao, I'll fuck your whole family! You just wait, I'll cripple you sooner or later, and your sister too, I'll rape her sooner or later!" Zhou Qiang wailed on the ground, not forgetting to curse Chen Wenhao.
"Fuck you, I've put up with you for too long!" Chen Wenhao roared, grabbing the stick in his hand and smashing it down hard on Zhou Qiang.
The sound of the stick hitting flesh was dull. Zhou Qiang rolled on the ground in pain. He tried desperately to dodge the stick in the other person's hand, but how could he get past it with a broken leg?
But this kid was stubborn; even after beating him to the point of near death, he still refused to admit defeat.
But in the end, his voice grew fainter and fainter until he fainted.
Seeing the blood all over the ground, the group of cool car gang members were dumbfounded. They never expected that Chen Wenhao, whom they usually bossed around, would be so ruthless when he went berserk.
Moreover, Chen Wenhao stared at them with an unfriendly look, which made them feel terrified.
"Come one by one, no one's going to run away." Chen Wenhao took off his coat, picked up the wooden stick, and was going to get back all the humiliation he had suffered at school.
"You know who's next, right?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"Wang Wei," Chen Wenhao pointed to the leader of the Cool Car Gang.
Wang Wei was already terrified. When he heard Chen Wenhao call his name, he couldn't help but shudder. Then he forced a smile and looked at Chen Wenhao: "Wenhao, don't be like this. We're all classmates. There's no need to make things so awkward."
"Now you know we're classmates? When you cornered me, threatened, beat, and humiliated me, why didn't you think of us being classmates?" Chen Wenhao glared at him hatefully. "When you were hurting my sister, why didn't you think of us being classmates?"
"It's a misunderstanding. What's past is past. We'll all hang out together from now on, and we'll take you along," Wang Weiqiang forced a smile.
"Sorry, you're all trash. I don't play with trash." Chen Wenhao said coldly, "Wang Wei, you're the mastermind. I won't make things difficult for you. Just obediently extend an arm and let me break it, and this matter will be over."
"Is there really no room for negotiation?" Wang Wei asked, his face grim and his expression extremely unpleasant.
"I'm sorry, there's no room for discussion on this." Chen Wenhao shook his head.
"Fuck you, you really think I'm easy to bully?" Wang Wei suddenly reached into his waistband, pulled out a gun, clicked the safety off, and pointed it at Chen Wenhao.
Gun... The remaining members of the cool car gang were shocked to see this, thinking that Wang Wei was indeed a ruthless person.
I only knew this guy was a smiling tiger, hiding a knife behind his smile, but I never expected him to be so ruthless, carrying a gun on him at all times.
Even if these kids are rebellious, they're still quite young, and in their minds, bringing this thing out means something big is going on.
"Hey, you're old enough to handle a gun? What does your dad do?" Ye Xingchen asked with interest.
“What do you care what my dad does? That old bastard should just die out there.” Wang Wei said through gritted teeth, “Brothers, there are a bunch of us here, and I have a gun. We can’t let this kid intimidate us.”
He then pointed the gun at Ye Xingchen: "You think you're so tough? Are you as fast as the gun in my hand?"
“At this distance, your gun can’t hurt me.” Ye Xingchen smiled, then corrected, “No, the gun in your hand is a gun to you, but to me it’s just a toy.”
"Toy? You mean a fake gun? Go to hell, do you think I'd play with a fake gun?" Wang Wei was furious. He grabbed the gun in his hand and took a few steps forward, almost pressing it against Ye Xingchen's forehead.
"Then go ahead and shoot," Ye Xingchen said nonchalantly.
"Are you really not afraid of death?" Wang Wei laughed: "I'm not very bright, don't provoke me, or I really will shoot."
"Stop talking nonsense, aim here and shoot." Ye Xingchen pointed to his forehead.
"Fine, you fucking want to die, I'll grant your wish." Wang Wei roared, and without hesitation, he pulled the trigger. BOOM...
A scream suddenly erupted inside the room, and the group of thugs from the cool car gang all covered their heads and lay on the ground. Even Chen Wenhao, who was in the midst of a fit of rage, was taken aback.
However, to everyone's surprise, Ye Xingchen stood there, completely motionless.
This raises some questions. Could the gun in Wang Wei's hand really be a fake? Otherwise, why is Ye Xingchen completely unharmed?
Wang Wei was closest to Ye Xingchen, and his eyes widened in shock.
His gun was definitely not a fake; one shot could take down a person without a problem. Even if his marksmanship was terrible, Ye Xingchen would definitely fall at such close range.
However, Ye Xingchen did not fall down because the bullet that he had just fired was hovering half a foot away from him.
Yes, that's right, it was floating right in front of Ye Xingchen, motionless in mid-air, as if it had been frozen in place.
"Let's do it again." Ye Xingchen laughed: "Fire a few more shots, until the gun is empty."
Wang Wei was both shocked and furious. He raised his gun and fired several shots at Ye Xingchen.
He kept firing until he ran out of bullets, and then the firing pin made a hollow sound from the pistol.
To his shock, several bullets remained suspended in mid-air, unable to advance any further.
"You, are you a human or a ghost?" Wang Wei looked at Ye Xingchen in horror, completely dumbfounded.
Ye Xingchen's strength far exceeded his understanding. In his opinion, even if someone had high martial arts skills, he could still take them down with a single shot.
"Whether it's a human or a ghost? Does it matter?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, took a step forward, and then reached out and picked up a bullet in his hand.
He said leisurely, "There are many extraordinary people in this world. Once your cultivation reaches a certain level, the lethality of a pistol will be limited."
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