Chapter 6: The Scheming School Bully (6)
Next, Chen Yuan witnessed the brutality and cruelty that Wangzi had described.
Fu Hanchi doesn't hit women, but this time he scared Zhuang Qianyi enough.
Zhou Yuan and others were just a bunch of little hooligans who were rampant in the school. When they met a real martial artist, the weapons in their hands were no match at all.
Amidst the horrified and fearful gazes of the crowd, Fu Hanchi walked slowly to a clean corner and put down his schoolbag.
Then, Zhou Yuan watched Fu Hanchi slowly roll up his sleeves around his wrists. His knuckles were slender, his round nails were beautifully trimmed, his demeanor was elegant, and his every move was full of nobility.
Of course, if you ignore the punch he threw at you.
Fu Hanchi rushed over like a gust of wind and punched Zhou Yuan in the face.
“Ah! Fuck!”
Zhou Yuan had no time to react and was knocked to the ground.
"pain!"
Zhou Yuan was used to being a bully in school and had never experienced such pain. He covered his bruised cheekbones and wailed.
Everyone else was startled by Fu Hanchi's sudden action, especially Zhuang Qianyi, whose face suddenly turned pale.
But no one dared to fight back, as everyone knew the consequences.
Behind Fu Hanchi is the entire Fu family...
Except for extremely poor students like Chen Yuan, the rest of the students who can study in Qingcheng High School are children of aristocrats. For the development of the family business, no one dares to displease Fu Hanchi.
The Fu family prospered for two hundred years.
Fu Hanchi is the golden nugget in Mr. Fu's palm.
No one resisted, and it became Fu Hanchi's boxing ring.
They fled in all directions like birds and beasts, but were soon caught up by the hunters and their wings were broken.
Fu Hanchi's moves were clean and neat, and even his fights were as pleasing to the eye as art.
Long legs and sharp fists.
The smell of blood spread in the air, mixed with the unpleasant smell of cigarettes and alcohol.
Zhuang Qianyi was so frightened that she was shaking all over. Not to mention trying to stop the fight, she just wanted to curl up into a ball and reduce her presence as much as possible.
Like Fu Hanchi?
What the hell do you like it?
Let’s save our lives first!
The mess on the ground quickly attracted the attention of passers-by.
This alley is a holy place for fights. Although they are used to big fights, they still feel frightened.
There were seven or eight boys lying on the ground with blood on their bodies. One of them was wearing school pants and looked like a student.
Fu Hanchi stood in the crowd, looking around disdainfully. There was no expression on his sharp and handsome face, but one could clearly feel the air of displeasure.
The passerby froze, took out his cell phone from his pocket with trembling hands and wanted to call the police.
"No!"
Zhou Yuan's face was covered in blood, his features were ferocious and he roared angrily.
“You can’t call the police!”
The passerby stopped dialing 110.
"Don't meddle in our little quarrel!"
Zhou Yuan grimaced in pain and gasped like a wild beast.
When the passerby heard this, he spat on the ground.
"unlucky!"
Good intentions don't go unrewarded. He deserves to be beaten like this.
How could he know that Zhou Yuan didn't want to call the police, but he didn't dare.
He knew which was more important, getting beaten up or running the family business.
After the passersby walked away, Zhou Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and climbed up from the ground while enduring the pain.
Bow down and apologize to Fu Hanchi.
"Fu... Master Fu, we are the ones who have offended your eyes. We are leaving now, right now."
Fu Hanchi raised his eyes lazily, glanced at him, and said nothing. Instead, he walked around him to the corner, picked up his schoolbag and patted the dust off.
If it gets dirty, the stutterer will probably be angry...
"What are you standing there for? Go!"
Zhou Yuan tugged at Zhuang Qianyi's sleeve and roared.
This was probably the most glorious moment in his career as a bootlicker.
Zhuang Qianyi finally came back to her senses from the one-sided massacre just now. Her lips were white. She didn't react because Zhou Yuan yelled at her. She just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
Seven or eight people limped away. Before they could feel happy, a cold, low and hoarse voice came from behind them.
"Did I tell you to leave?"
Zhou Yuan paused, turned around with tears in his eyes, and his originally handsome face was now blue and purple.
"summary...."
Fu Hanchi paused and discovered a sad fact.
He actually didn't even know what the little stutterer's name was.
"Whose schoolbag is this..."
Fu Hanchi shook the schoolbag in his palm. It was very heavy. It was hard to imagine how the little stutterer could carry it.
Zhou Yuan naturally didn't dare to hide anything and answered truthfully, being more filial than he was to his father.
"Chen Yuan..."
Fu Hanchi murmured, repeating these two words between his lips and teeth.
Not only does he have a weak personality, but even his name sounds so soft.
Zhuang Qianyi narrowed her eyes and carefully observed the expression on Fu Hanchi's face, but it was difficult to guess what he was thinking.
Does this mean he knows Shen Yuan or not?
After getting the answer, Fu Hanchi was too lazy to give them a look and spit out two words coldly:
"Go away."
Zhou Yuanru felt as if he had been pardoned. He grabbed Zhuang Qianyi's arm and dragged her away into the alley.
Zhuang Qianyi let Zhou Yuan drag her away, her face heavy and with a vague bad premonition in her heart.
In the cafeteria, she saw with her own eyes that little bitch deliberately bumping into Fu Hanchi.
Could it be that Fu Hanchi was really seduced by her?
Although I really don't want to admit it, but when Shen Yuan pretends to be pitiful, she is like the most poisonous poppy...
*
The picture stopped abruptly, and the glue stains on the pants were washed away.
Shen Yuan took out two coats, squeezed out two pumps of laundry detergent, and began to rub them.
The laundry detergent smells like daisy, I wonder if Fu Hanchi will like it...
Why did I suddenly think of him...
Shen Yuan shook his head, throwing away the random thoughts in his mind.
【Host....】
"Um?"
Shen Yuan looked at Wangzai in confusion.
[The villain's clothes...seem to be water-resistant...]
Well...
Shen Yuan looked at the denim jacket in his hand, which was already soaked with water...
Shen Yuan asked cautiously, "Will Fu Hanchi beat me?"
Just like beating up Zhou Yuan and the others...
[I don't think so....]
Wangzi felt a little guilty [The villain didn't hit Zhuang Qianyi just now, so he probably wouldn't hit a woman.]
Chen Yuan swallowed his saliva and said, "That...that's good."
Blow dry two coats and it's been an hour.
It was completely dark, no light could come in from the window, and the small orange light cast a warm glow in the room.
Shen Yuan took out his schoolbag and started studying. The small space on the desk was just enough for one person.
After finishing the homework, the clock turned to twenty-two.
Shen Yuan fell into a deep sleep, his gentle breathing gradually spreading.
*
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Chen Yuan washed up and went out, saying hello to the neighbors who were taking a morning walk or jog downstairs.
"Xiao Yuan, have you had breakfast?"
Before Shen Yuan could answer, two warm buns appeared in his palms.
Chen Yuan did not refuse and sweetly said, "Thank you, grandma."
The old lady smiled kindly and said, "Hurry up and go to class."
When Shen Yuan's back disappeared, the old lady withdrew her gaze and shook her head with regret.
"Poor child..."
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