Chapter 49: Drawing the Sword Because of Tenderness
A showdown of the century ended with the second-grade leader admitting his mistake.
He stood in front of Zhang Dongyang crying, "I'm sorry, brother Dong, I was wrong, I will definitely turn over a new leaf in the future."
Zhang Dongyang patted his shoulder and said, "It's not too late to be a good person."
The second grade leader: "Brother Dong, can you accept me as your younger brother?"
Zhang Dongyang: "Can you swing your sword 30,000 times a day?"
"ah?"
Zhang Dongyang waved his sleeves, leaving no trace of clouds behind: "You can't even do this, and you still want to be my little brother? It seems that you still have a long way to go in your cultivation."
From then on, the story of settling grudges with a sword spread among the elementary school students in City C.
The stunning swordplay that night is still talked about by local primary school students many years later.
The snack street in front of Simen Primary School has even become a photo-taking and check-in spot for internet celebrities, and the sword mark on the ground has become a new traffic code.
Zhang Dongyang's classic quote "I want to be a gentle person" is still on the lips of many primary school students many years later and is regarded as a wise saying.
After showing off his coolness, Zhang Dongyang walked out of the snack street without looking back.
As soon as I turned the corner, my legs went weak and I almost fell flat on my face.
Oh my god, who would have known that when he saw that the sword he swung successfully intimidated two major gangs, he was also stunned.
He never knew he was so awesome.
Could it be that by running away from school this time, I accidentally opened up my Ren and Du meridians?
Zhang Dongyang quickly walked to an empty alley, excitedly took out his wooden sword, and started to move and swing the sword.
The sword was swung and nothing happened.
He doesn't believe in evil.
Wave again.
Still no response.
How is that possible!
Zhang Dongyang was a little crazy. Could it be that the shocking sword just now was a one-time attack?
That happiness was too short-lived.
Just as Zhang Dongyang was struggling with the wooden sword, a plainclothes policeman quietly appeared behind him and showed his police officer ID.
"Student Zhang Dongyang, we received a report from the public that you ran away from school. Please come with us."
Zhang Dongyang turned around and looked at the policeman in front of him, "Ah? No, where did you come from?"
"Please come with us."
Zhang Dongyang turned around and ran, but was caught by the police and lifted up like a chicken.
He was so angry that his face turned red. "I am the disciple of the Sword Immortal. I am known as Brother Dong in the martial arts world... Wuwu... let me go... How can I save my dignity if you do this..."
The policeman muted his microphone manually, stuffed him into the police car, and drove away.
Someone in the green belt not far away sighed: "Zhang Dongyang, this kid, is really only handsome for three seconds..."
Li Pingan looked at the man who appeared beside him at some point and asked in surprise, "Uncle, when did you come here?"
Li Chengfeng: "I just came here. I'm here to pick you up and take you back to school. Did you have fun this time?"
Li Pingan nodded: "Happy! I flew on a sword, and the sunset was so beautiful~ Zhang Dongyang also treated me to pancakes and KFC, which were delicious..."
She chattered away, and Li Chengfeng held her hand and listened patiently as they walked towards the school.
After telling the interesting story that happened today, Li Pingan suddenly asked, "Uncle, was it you who swung Zhang Dongyang's sword just now?"
Li Chengfeng raised his eyebrows: "You discovered all this?"
Li Pingan: "Because the color of the sword energy is exactly the same as my uncle's."
"It seems like nothing can escape your eyes." Li Chengfeng raised his hand and made a hushing gesture: "This is a secret between the two of us, don't tell anyone else."
Li Pingan nodded, raised his hand and made a zipper-like motion on his mouth, then asked in confusion: "Then why did my uncle help Zhang Dongyang swing the sword?"
Doesn’t my uncle usually hate to interfere with other people’s karma?
There were so many elementary school students there just now, so it's not just a little cause and effect, it's a complex cause and effect.
Li Chengfeng touched Li Ping'an's head, thought for a moment and said, "Because he is my registered disciple."
"Although I am a registered disciple who was admitted ten years later, I can still be considered a half-disciple."
"Besides, he has already revealed my name. If I don't take action now, am I going to watch him lose face in front of a bunch of elementary school students?"
"You know, a man can lose anything except his face."
I see.
Li Chengfeng explained so much, but Li Pingan just said one sentence to shut him up, "Uncle is really a gentle person."
Because of gentleness, the sword is drawn.
The sword is swung, not to kill, but to end a dispute.
Li Ping'an vaguely understood why the big sword tied to his uncle's body was covered with a layer of golden light in addition to the blood.
The sword was originally a deadly weapon, but because the person who wielded it had a compassionate heart, it became a sword of mercy.
She would no longer feel that the colors of blood and gold did not match.
Li Ping'an stared straight at the big sword in Li Chengfeng's body. He just stared at Li Chengfeng, touched his nose guiltily, turned his head away and stopped talking.
After a while, Li Pingan said "Huh" again, then realized what was going on and asked, "Where's Brother Xiao Qi?"
Brother Xiao Qi was next to her just now, why did he disappear as soon as his uncle came?
"Your brother Xiao Qi..." Li Chengfeng showed a half-smile, "I guess he arrested Zhang Dongyang and took him back to the police station."
Inside the Meizi Street Police Station.
After Zhang Dongyang was brought back, Qi Xiang was in charge of the conversation.
"What's going on? Tell me, why did you run away from school?" Qi Xiang made a cup of hot water and placed it in front of Zhang Dongyang, motioning him to drink some water first.
Faced with the police's questions, Zhang Dongyang hesitantly told the reason why he ran away from school.
"Is that so? You chose to escape because you were afraid of being blamed by your father at the parents' meeting?"
Qi Xiang patted him on the shoulder and said, "A man should face difficulties head-on. If we don't rescue the hostages because we are afraid of the criminals' sharp knives, who will protect the lives and property of the people?"
After hearing what he said, Zhang Dongyang buried his head lower and lower.
Qi Xiang lectured him and sighed, "However, you are only a six-year-old child. It is normal for you to be afraid of your parents' blame, and it is also normal for you to feel ashamed and choose to escape."
"There's a saying, escaping is shameful but effective."
"But after escaping, we still have to actively solve the problem. Does this problem no longer exist if you escape from school? The parent-teacher meeting will still take place tomorrow, and your father will still know your grades."
"But I believe that as long as you tell your father that you will study hard in the future, he will not blame you anymore."
"You guys, ahem...how long have you been out?"
Zhang Dong said listlessly: "Just one night."
Qi Xiang raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you didn't come home at night, your parents will definitely be worried. Go back quickly, it's just a parent-teacher meeting, it's not a big deal, relax."
Zhang Dongyang didn't feel relaxed at all.
He said with a sad face: "But I have already written a letter of breaking up with my father. If I go back, he will definitely beat my butt."
At this moment, Director Zhang not only wanted to beat Zhang Dongyang's butt, he even wanted to sever the father-son relationship with him.
Ever since we received the news that Zhang Dongyang had run away from school, the family has been in chaos.
Zhang Dongyang also left him a letter of breaking off the friendship, which read:
Zhang Gaosheng:
I won't love you anymore. There's no need to talk about friendship and love anymore. I want to break up with you. Goodbye!
After receiving the letter, Director Zhang was so angry that he almost died.
"What a rebellious son! What a rebellious son!" He crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the trash can, shouting, "When I find him, I'll beat his ass!"
"How dare you!" Madam Zhang cried out, "It's all because of you. It's all your fault. It's because you were too strict with Yangyang that he ran away from home. You have to compensate my son. You have to compensate my son!"
"How did it become me who made him run away from home? His feet are on his own legs, not mine." Director Zhang was puzzled. "A loving mother often spoils her son. It's because you indulge him too much that he has become lawless. Look, which kid in the Extraordinary Children's Academy can think of such a crooked trick as running away from school? Except Zhang Dongyang!"
Mrs. Zhang cried, "What should we do if the child gets lost? He is still so young. He is hungry and thin because he is not well fed and sleeps well outside."
"It would be better if he starved himself to lose weight. He is just too fat and doesn't exercise all day. It would be better to let him go out and suffer a little!" Director Zhang said bitterly.
Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear to see her child suffer, so she pulled Director Zhang and started crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to hang herself.
Director Zhang was so annoyed by his wife that he had to make a few phone calls to find out what was going on.
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After midnight, when Director Zhang learned that his son had not returned to school yet, he became a little impatient.
Did something really happen?
"What should we do? Call the police?" Mrs. Zhang asked anxiously.
Chief Zhang shook his head. "The child has been missing for less than 24 hours. The police will not accept the case."
"What should I do?" Mrs. Zhang has already started to pray to all the gods and Buddhas. It doesn't matter which god or Buddha appears, as long as her son is sent back safely.
Director Zhang paced back and forth in the living room in annoyance.
Right here, the phone at home suddenly rang, like the death call from hell.
Mrs. Zhang was startled by the ringing of the phone. Her face turned pale and she tried to answer the phone with trembling hands. She tried several times but the call was disconnected.
Mrs. Zhang looked at Director Zhang with a tearful voice: "Is this a call from the kidnappers?"
Director Zhang's heart also skipped a beat.
He looked up at the clock on the wall. Who else would call at this time?
"Ding-ling-ling~~"
The phone rang again. This time, Director Zhang walked quickly to the phone, took a few deep breaths, and answered the call.
Under Mrs. Zhang's gaze, his expression gradually became strange. He said "hmm, hmm" a few times and hung up the phone.
Mrs. Zhang: "Are they kidnappers? How much do they want? No matter how much, the priority is to ensure the safety of the child."
"They are not kidnappers." Director Zhang shook his head with a strange expression and said, "They are police officers from the Public Security Bureau."
Mrs. Zhang: "Why did the police call? Did you report a crime?"
Director Zhang: "They called to express their gratitude, saying that Yangyang helped them solve a particularly large group case, and they wanted to give him a banner to express their gratitude."
Madam Zhang: “…”
In the Meizi Street Security Office, Qi Xiang hung up the phone, turned to look at Zhang Dongyang who was looking at him eagerly, and made an 'OK' gesture to him.
"Don't worry, your father will never spank you now. If he spanks you again for this matter, call the police and I will arrest him."
At this moment, Qi Xiang’s image in Zhang Dongyang’s mind was even as majestic as his master.
"Thank you, thank you, police uncle." He was so moved that tears filled his eyes.
Qi Xiang touched his head and said, "Uncle should thank you for helping us stop a group fight. You are a great kid. Uncle believes that one day you will become a gentle person like your master."
"Ah, you heard it all." Zhang Dongyang scratched his head embarrassedly.
Qi Xiang smiled and nodded, "How about it, Brother Dong, can we go back to school now?"
"Okay." Zhang Dongyang nodded. Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something. He took Qi Xiang's hand and whispered something in his ear.
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