"My God! It turns out Zhang Xiang is a beast."
"This idiot, did he get his brain slammed in a door? He acted like a beast years ago, and now he's standing on the podium with such dignity. Is there no justice in this world?"
"Could it be that what this scoundrel did to the girls in our class a while ago was true?"
"People like this deserve to be shot."
While the others in the shop were shocked by Mu Achen's identity, they directly attacked Zhang Xiang with their saliva.
Zhang Xiang thought that several years had passed, and since he had taught Mu Achen for another year, Mu Achen should be grateful to him.
But he was wrong!
At this moment, although the blood on his head had slowly dried up and stopped bleeding, he looked extremely disheveled.
"Mu Chen, I did nothing wrong back then. I was doing it all for your own good. How can you be so ungrateful?" Zhang Xiang was still struggling.
Upon hearing this, Mu Achen's expression grew even colder.
"Ungrateful? Then tell me! Where is the gratitude, and what about loyalty? Don't you dare tell me you taught this class for a year!"
"You're paid to teach and nurture students, which is your duty. But you, a piece of trash, not only fail to set a good example, but you also use your position to take advantage of other female students. You deserve to die!"
As soon as the sound faded, Mu Achen kicked him several more times.
"Guards, tie this scoundrel up and take him to the public security office!" Achen shouted sternly.
Several Miao people turned around and walked over, taking Zhang Xiang, whose head was bleeding, away.
At this moment, Zhang Xiang, who was being taken away, looked dazed, as if he had been under some kind of evil spell, with a somewhat unfocused gaze.
However, this reaction is so subtle that others cannot detect it.
But as Zhang Xiangyi was taken away, Achen's gaze swept over the other people in the shop, and when it finally landed on the man with the crooked mouth, the man was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
"Miao...Miao King, I was wrong. I was wrong, I shouldn't have slandered you, I was wrong, please, please don't kill me---"
"waste!"
Mu Achen cursed and stared at the crooked-mouthed man, asking, "When you came over to question me just now, you said you knew the future Miao King of the Miao family. If that's the case, then why don't you know me?"
"I--I was just talking nonsense, I was just talking nonsense."
"Then tell me, I asked you for a favor, what did I ask you to do?"
"I was just talking nonsense, Miao King, I was wrong--" The man with the crooked mouth was almost kowtowing.
Mu Achen asked again, "Then tell me, I made a mistake at school, and I begged Zhang Xiang, that beast, for forgiveness. You were there at the time, and I even asked you to plead for me."
"Future Miao King, please, please, I was just making things up. I was wrong. I'm begging you."
The man with the crooked mouth actually kowtowed.
But Mu Achen remained cold and continued to ask, "You said Zhang Xiang went to great lengths to cultivate me, but I don't know anything about that. Give me an example! Don't say you made it up, because I asked you about it when you said that, and your answer was that I even asked you to do something for me."
"What did I, Mu Achen, ask you to do?"
"Also, you said that when I founded Miao Family Middle School, my first thought was to invite your elder brother Zhang Xiang to be the principal. I don't remember Mu Achen ever doing such a thing."
Mu Achen repeated every boastful word the crooked-mouthed man had just uttered.
The man with the crooked mouth, who had suffered repeated blows, finally could not withstand the pressure. His face turned pale with fear, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his neck tilted to the side, and he collapsed.
Mu Achen merely glanced indifferently at the dead dog on the ground, then his icy gaze fell upon the gossiping group.
These people were trembling and dazed; they must have been terrified.
To be precise, they were shocked by Mu Achen's identity.
However, Mu Achen didn't say anything, nor did he need to. If these people couldn't understand, then they had lived in vain.
So there was no need for him to continue scaring people; instead, he shouted towards the counter:
"boss!"
A middle-aged woman ran over, trembling all over. Before she could speak, Ah Chen pulled out a wad of green banknotes and gave them to her.
"I'm so sorry for today, I made a mess here; please take this, consider it compensation."
"Future Miao King, you—"
"My name is Mu Achen. Is that too little? Then I'll add more—"
The middle-aged woman hurriedly stopped A-Chen, her eyes red-rimmed, and asked, "Are you really Mu Chen from Class 2, Grade 9 of No. 1 Middle School in 1989?"
"Yes! What's wrong?"
“My daughter was in the same class as you. She was almost bullied by that beast Zhang Xiang back then. It was you who rushed in and saved her, preventing that kind of horrible thing from happening. Do you remember?”
"ah?"
Upon hearing this, Ah Chen was taken aback, tried hard to recall, and then asked uncertainly, "Are you talking about She Ling, or...?"
"She Ling, my daughter!"
The proprietress shed tears.
The events of that year have now opened a door to Mu Achen's memories, and those scenes flooded into his mind like a torrent.
Zhang Xiang, that bastard, took advantage of the afternoon tutoring time to trick their class monitor, She Ling, into collecting homework books for him, and then---
They drugged She Ling.
Mu Achen was summoned by She Ling to prevent certain things from happening, but unexpectedly Zhang Xiang actually dared to do it.
Hearing the shouts from outside, Ah Chen rushed in, thus preventing anything from happening.
After this incident, because Zhang Xiang had powerful backers and he himself tried to justify himself by erasing all the evidence, She Ling's family was unable to win the lawsuit.
Not only could she not file a lawsuit, but She Ling was also falsely accused and left the school with a stigma.
Not long after, during the high school entrance exam, Mu Achen, whose spot had been taken, lost interest in asking about She Ling.
He never saw She Ling again after that.
But it seems that She Ling's family wasn't originally from the county town; they must have moved there later.
call--
Ah Chen let out a heavy sigh and asked, "Is She Ling alright? Where is she now, Auntie?"
She's mother hastily wiped away her tears, then copied down a number and gave it to A-Chen. "This is my daughter's contact information! Mu-Chen, could you—could you help us persuade her to come back? Her family misses her terribly."
"I'll give it a try! But I can't guarantee anything, after all, I've lost contact with her for quite a few years."
"Thank you for your help."
Mother She persuaded Ah Chen to return the money he had given her!
Although today's events have made the shop dirty and will delay business, Mother She is happy.
After all, Mu Achen beat up Zhang Xiang, that beast, and even had the Miao people take him to the public security bureau.
After leaving the small restaurant, Ah Chen and Ah Mo strolled along the street, Ah Chen glancing at the number in his hand every now and then.
Phone number?
She Ling has a cell phone now?
Seeing that Achen frowned from time to time, Amo couldn't help but ask, "This She Ling, you used to be on good terms with her, right?"
"Yes! My deskmate, she's the class monitor, and I'm the academic representative."
"Have you not been in contact since that incident back then?"
"No!" Ah Chen shook his head.
Amo said, "Judging from her mother, this incident must have been a big blow to your deskmate back then! If you can get in touch with her, let her come back and see what happened to Zhang Xiang. Maybe that can help her resolve her inner conflict."
"Okay! I'll contact her!"
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