Imposter Young Master
Chapter 256 - 259: Act arrogant, still want to leave?_1

Chapter 256: Chapter 259: Act arrogant, still want to leave?_1

In the open space ahead, a group of burly men were ruthlessly booting a boy. The boy covered his head with his hands, lying motionless on the ground, helplessly enduring their bullying.

There were quite a few onlookers nearby, who also showed angry expressions, but none of them dared to step forward to stop them.

Yang Gang had a cold look on his face. He walked straight to the center of the commotion. Without saying a word, he hooked the waist of the beaten boy with his foot. With a slight push, he flung the boy away landing him safely on the distant grass, away from the beating circle.

"You spineless wimp, get lost," Yang Gang said to the boy.

The boy hastily got up and left.

"Hey, who are you? Who let you let him go?" a young man with a cigarette coldly said.

"Uh, me? I’m the student council president of our college." Yang Gang grinned.

"Student council president? Heh, interesting. Hey, Mr. President, do you fancy an arm-wrestling match? The loser will have to bark like a dog. Oh, don’t worry, we’ll send our weakest guy to compete with you. Mark, come here."

The young man gestured, and then a guy who seemed slim and weak came forward.

"He is the one, Mr. President, do you dare to compete? If the noble president of Haixing University can’t even defeat the weakest guy from our Shengda University, your crappy school might as well disband," the young man taunted.

"Uh... so you guys are from Shengda University. We are all private colleges, seen as illegitimate compared to public colleges. Why would an illegitimate child make life difficult for another? What has our Haixing University done to offend you?"

Yang Gang’s indifferent attitude irritated the young man.

"Damn it, we just don’t like your lot. What are you going to do about it?" the young man glared at him.

"Whew... alright, since you guys have come to challenge me on my own turf, how could I not accept the challenge?" Yang Gang grinned.

A student from Haixing University immediately went to Yang Gang saying: "Yang Gang, these bastards are playing tricks. That weak-looking guy is likely their strongest. He almost crushed our friend’s hand. They are pretending to be weak to take advantage of us."

Yang Gang grinned: "Pretending to be weak to bait the strong, huh? Sounds interesting."

Following that, he walked over to a stone table.

"Come on, let’s get it over quickly. I still have a warm-up session later." Yang Gang hurried them.

The skinny young man on the opposite side gave out a malicious smile, licking his lips. He seemed to have already envisioned Yang Gang’s agonized face.

Their elbows on the stone bench, hands clasped together, preparing for the arm wrestle.

"3, 2, 1, start!" the temporary referee gave the command.

The corner of the young man’s mouth from Shengda University twitched upwards. Instead of pushing against Yang Gang’s hand, his fingers suddenly contracted with great force, aiming to crush Yang Gang’s hand.

However, the next moment, his smile froze. Then, a bone-piercing pain shot through his right hand, and he couldn’t help but let out a terrible scream. He started to tremble and broke into a cold sweat.

"Boss... boss, I lost. I lost. Please let go of my hand." The boy directly knelt on the ground, pleading.

The surrounding crowd collectively gasped.

The students from Shengda University looked on in disbelief.

What just happened?

Mark lost?

Impossible! While Mark may look slim, he is extremely strong!

Who exactly is this man...

The cheering of the students from Haixing University erupted.

At this moment, the once arrogant and loathed student council president became a god in their hearts.

Yang Gang let go of his hand, a sarcastic smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Not everyone can play the game of pretending to be weak to conquer the strong."

The leading young man’s face turned awkward: "Let’s leave!"

"Oh... you want to leave after showing off?" Yang Gang spoke nonchalantly.

"What do you mean? Watch your attitude!" The young leader seemed pissed off.

"Well, I just said, I still haven’t warmed up. How about you all come together?" Yang Gang stretched his arms out, appearing very relaxed.

What?!

The crowd couldn’t believe it.

Is he a masochist?

"Damn it! Everybody, attack!" The leading young man was the first to charge forward. He ran towards Yang Gang, throwing a punch at his forehead.

With a cold smile, Yang Gang reached out unhurriedly with his right hand, catching the young man’s punch, lightly gripping it.

Crack!

It sounded like a hand breaking.

The young man paused for a moment, then screamed in agony.

Yang Gang then delivered a kick to the young man’s abdomen.

The young man was thrown backward, knocking down several other students from Shengda University who were rushing over.

Another young man came over. He took a look at the situation, his eyebrows furrowed, emanating a sinister aura. But as he lifted his head to look at Yang Gang, his face changed instantly.

He trotted up to Yang Gang, nodding and bowing: "B-boss, turns out you’re a student from Haixing University."

Yang Gang glanced at the young man, thinking, "What a coincidence."

This young man was actually the one who was scared by Yang Gang in the woods the other day, if he recalls correctly, he was the heir of the local Hangcheng gang, the Black Dragon Society, named Li Hui.

The young leader whom Yang Gang almost knocked unconscious earlier was also flabbergasted.

Who is Li Hui? He knew better than anyone. Although Li Hui wasn’t that competent, his father was one of the big bosses in Hangcheng’s underworld.

There were four major factions in Hangcheng’s underworld, and the Black Dragon Society located in the southern suburbs of Hangcheng was one of them.

As the saying goes, soft is afraid of hard, hard is afraid of reckless, reckless is afraid of those who don’t fear dying. Although Li Hui wasn’t as wealthy as the other rich second-generation kids, as the son of a gang leader, not many people in Hangcheng dared to mess with him. Li Hui was notorious for his outrageous behavior, he was considered a tyrant in Shengda University.

However, at this moment, in front of Yang Gang, Li Hui was as submissive as a dog!

Why was that?

The spectating students from Haixing University were also puzzled.

Hey, when did our student council president become so good at fighting?

Just last year in the fall sports meeting, he couldn’t even run 800 meters and was ridiculed as a rich kid with the worst physical strength.

Could all of that have been an act?

Is our president the real master of pretending to be a weakling?

"Li Hui, what do you mean by letting your Shengda students cause trouble in our school?" Yang Gang calmly asked.

He knew that Haixing University and Shengda University, the two major private colleges in Hangcheng, had always been at odds. After all, there was competition in student enrollment, interest distribution, and other aspects. But it was the first time students from both colleges had such a major confrontation. There must be some cause or a triggering event.

Li Hui looked uneasy: "Bro, it’s a misunderstanding..."

"I need the truth," Yang Gang calmly stated.