Class 0006's head teacher Zhao Xue

  "Liang Shao, don't worry, brothers will take good care of that kid."

  Outside the classroom, a big young man wearing a bird uncle vest with a face as black as charcoal said solemnly. He was a hoodlum named Niu Chuan who had some reputation for hanging around the campus and was hired by Liang Xiaoming to teach Yang Dagen a lesson for 2,000 yuan.

  Li Xiaoming chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Niu Ge. As long as you give that kid a good beating, I'll immediately hand over the 2,000 yuan."

  He spent 2,000 yuan all at once, which is almost a month's worth of pocket money for Liang Xiaoming. He couldn't help but feel a little pain. But thinking that he could beat Yang Dageng to the point where he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a month, he didn't mind the money as much anymore.

  With the college entrance exam just around the corner, Liang Xiaoming didn't have much hope of getting into university. Instead, he was worried that Su Ziyu, the school beauty who had captured his heart and soul, would soon be out of reach. After all, with her academic record, it was almost certain that she would get into a top-tier university.

  He made up his mind to win Su Ziqian over before the college entrance examination, and he believed that a girl like her, introverted and gentle, would have no choice but to accept him, Liang Xiaoming, once she was in bed with him.

  However, before dealing with the school flower Su Ziqian, Liang Xiaoming must take down Yang Dagen, this guy who ruins his good deeds. His grandma's, he doesn't believe Yang Dagen can be that formidable. A dozen or so street thugs with scarred faces rush up, and the champion of scattered fighting is useless again.

  "Oh, isn't this Liang Xiaoming, fellow student Liang? Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. I heard you were looking for me about something."

  At this time, Yang Dagen walked out of the classroom with a smile on his face, and he was in a very good mood.

  I didn't expect that Su Ziqian's chest has such a subtle pair of small apples, and they are actually B-cup, and it's the large size type too. Oh my, why haven't I discovered this before? It seems like I need to find time to pay more attention...

  Li Xiaoming and those thugs are staring at Yang Dageng like idiots, can this kid still smile when he's about to die? Hmph, what a despicable guy, I must teach him a lesson later.

  They had no idea that Yang Dagen was now thinking about how to make a good impression on the beauty, and didn't take them seriously at all.

  "We just met this morning, and now you're giving me attitude?" Liang Xiaoming gritted his teeth in anger. "I'll give you one more chance. Call me 'Grandpa' three times, then give up your seat to me. Otherwise..."

  Zheng Jun hummed: "Liangelo Ming, don't be too excessive. He's sitting next to Su Ziyu, but the principal has spoken. Do you have the guts to go find the principal? Can't win a fight so you're finding someone to help? Are you even a man?"

  Li Xiaoming's face changed, but before he could explode, Ma Xiaotian had already shouted viciously: "Zheng Jun, you son of a bitch, when did it become your turn to speak? If you don't want to get beaten, then get out of the way!"

  As they spoke, Ma Xiaotian's 150-jin obese body pressed against Zheng Jun, and the two were compared. Although there was not much difference in height, but that build was simply a head-to-head confrontation between an elephant and a sheep.

  Zheng Jun's face changed, his heart racing, but after looking at Yang Dagen, he didn't choose to retreat. He gritted his teeth and said: "If I'm going to get beaten, then so be it! I'll take the risk. Ma Baozi, if you've got what it takes, go ahead and kill me! Otherwise, you'll be the one who's doomed someday!"

  "You!"

  Ma Xiaotian and Liang Xiaoming were both stunned, unable to believe that Zheng Jun, who was normally quiet and unassuming, would have such audacity, and it actually scared them both.

  Yang Dagen's eyes flickered, and he too had misjudged him. It was as if he had only just recognized Zheng Jun. This guy liked to have fun, his grades were poor, but he had a fearless and ruthless energy. What kind of person is the most terrifying? Someone who dares to play with their life.

  Zheng Jun could have taken a step back and stayed out of it, but he chose to stand on Yang Dagen's side. His actions are hard to understand, after all, they've only known each other for one day, their relationship can't be that close, right?

  "Zheng Jun, call me brother from now on, we're like family."

  Yang Dagen walked to Zheng Jun's side. He felt a kind of inexplicable emotion in his heart, after all, no one knew his identity, and Zheng Jun was just an ordinary high school student, even more impossible to understand why he did this, that was a true act of righteousness.

  For Yang Dage, a man lives for one life, and it's all about loyalty! Loyalty to oneself, because he believes in his own strength, and righteousness, the brotherly love for trusted friends.

  "Brother!" Zheng Jun smiled and said.

  At this moment, a surge of heroic spirit burst out from his chest, revealing the deepest part of himself. He didn't like reading books and wasn't cut out for it either. Nor was he enthusiastic about fighting in the workplace, but rather passionate about the majestic mountains and forests within.

  Although it was false and unrealistic, it gave him an imaginative space to break free from his shackles. He didn't want to be like his parents' generation, working for others all his life; he wanted to be the one on top.

  Yang Dagen's appearance just happened to trigger the dream seed that had been buried deep in his heart.

  "Hey, are you guys learning from Liu Guan Zhang's Peach Garden Oath?" The ruffian Niu Chuang, who had been eyeing them with discontent, stepped forward and raised his hand to signal for his younger brothers to gang up on Yang Dagen and Zheng Jun.

  The corners of his mouth rose, and Yang Dagen finally revealed his signature sly smile in the mercenary world. "Don't rush to fight, this place is small, we should go to the grass field, it's spacious and our teacher won't appear."

  Niu burst in with a gloomy face, thought for a moment, and said coldly: "Then go to the playground, let's see what tricks you can play."

  After a few minutes, everyone arrived at the playground, and Liang Xiaoming and others surrounded Yang Dagen and Zheng Jun in the center.

  "Zheng Jun, hide for a while."

  Yang Dagen looked at Zheng Jun with a profound implication.

  Zheng Jun curled his lip and said, "Son, you'd better hide, if we fight, so be it, at worst I'll just end up lying in the hospital for a few months."

  Yang Dagen just wanted this sentence, although he didn't need Zheng Jun to take action at all. He could have settled these ants in a minute, but Zheng Jun had to fight the most important battle of his life and shed some blood.

  Hit!

  A cold shout, more than a dozen thugs rushed up, holding steel pipes in their hands, and brutally attacked Yang Dagen and Zheng Jun.

  One minute later, including Liang Xiaoming, Hu Biao and other thugs, were all slapped down by Yang Dagen, leaving only Zheng Jun who was still staring at Ma Xiaotian, being pressed under his body and beaten hard.

  "Haha, weren't you being very arrogant just now? Now how come I'm riding on your back and shitting on you? Humph, I'll beat you to death!" Ma Xiaotian's fists rained down on Zheng Jun's body like raindrops.

  Zheng Jun's nose was swollen and bruised, his mouth and nose bleeding profusely, a pitiful sight. Yet he showed no signs of surrender. With one swift motion, he landed a vicious slap on Ma Xiaotian's face, causing him to let out a pained "ah" as he clutched at his cheek. Zheng Jun took advantage of the momentary distraction to flip himself over, grab a steel pipe from the ground and bring it down heavily onto Ma Xiaotian's fleshy body.

  Five minutes later, Yang Dagen and Zheng Jun reluctantly left the playground.

  "Yang Ge, I just knocked down Ma Baozi, it's so damn cool! Hahaha!" Zheng Jun endured the pain and burst out laughing, his joy overcoming the pain.

  "Look at you, being made a fool of and still having the nerve to smile, how embarrassing! Come on, let's go to the infirmary first, and starting tomorrow, I'll teach you some real kung fu!" Yang Dagen was delighted.

  The two of them didn't dare go back to the classroom and directly headed towards the infirmary.

  As he reached the door, he bumped into a tall and slender woman. The moment she saw Zheng Jun's miserable state, she shouted loudly: "Zheng Jun, come here! What happened to you? Did you get into a fight?"

  "Oh no, it's Class Advisor Zhao Xue!" Zheng Jun was startled.

  Class teacher?

  Yang Dagen looked back and his eyes lit up, almost drooling, "What a beauty!"

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