My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 167 - 0167: The Shot Put Project

Chapter 167: Chapter 0167: The Shot Put Project

"It’s settled, Tang Ming did not take any stimulants; the school doctor has already called. It seems you’ve suspected the wrong person."

After Liu Dalun had spoken, he took the sports meeting materials and walked outside.

"Impossible."

Chen Cang’s face was a picture of confusion. He simply couldn’t understand it. The water had been drunk by Tang Ming under supervision, and he had collected the urine himself—how could it be that not a trace of stimulants was detected?

Thinking of this, Chen Cang cursed out of sheer frustration, "Damn it, no stimulants found, and I got splashed in the face with urine for nothing."

Having failed once again in framing Tang Ming, Chen Cang felt like the Big Bad Wolf who couldn’t catch the sheep, filled with a sense of defeat. But his heart was full of hatred; he wanted revenge, and he couldn’t calm down at all.

After some thought, Chen Cang ran to find Ma Gangqiang. This guy had already returned to school and was attending classes, seemingly much subdued, not daring to provoke Tang Ming anymore!

Even though Ma Gangqiang himself excelled at sports, he hadn’t participated in any events this sports meeting; he kept a very low profile at school, so much so that even Tang Ming didn’t know Ma Gangqiang had returned to classes.

Walking to a secluded corner of the school, where there was a grove of trees—a place where many students went to smoke and drink, sorting out their issues. Now that it was the sports meeting, the teachers were even less concerned, and at this moment, a group of student smokers had gathered, smoking like seasoned addicts.

It was through Monkey that Chen Cang knew Ma Gangqiang was here smoking. He came over with some people and saw Ma Gangqiang sitting on a chair, smoking and looking at his phone.

"Gangqiang."

Chen Cang greeted him with a smile.

When Ma Gangqiang looked up and saw it was Chen Cang, he immediately responded irritably, "Oh, it’s you, the son of a bitch. What do you want?"

"Gangqiang, I know we’ve had some unpleasantness because of Tang Ming,"

Chen Cang said with a smile.

But Ma Gangqiang seemed to be triggered by something. He stood up abruptly, grabbed Chen Cang by the collar with a fierce expression, and threatened, "Don’t mention that son of a bitch in front of me, or I’ll send you to the hospital."

"Yes, yes,"

Chen Cang quickly shut up and changed the subject, "Gangqiang, you’re back at school, why didn’t you look for me? At the very least, I should throw a welcome-back party for you. How about today? I’ll book a table at a restaurant outside, and we brothers can have a good drink."

"Enough, you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t want something from me. I’ve already suffered because of you, all I ask is that you don’t come to me for help again."

Ma Gangqiang wasn’t buying any of Chen Cang’s act.

Chen Cang thought for a while, then stood up and said, "Gangqiang, it’s not that I, as your brother, am not doing enough. Even you can’t beat Tang Ming, and neither can I. Just a few days ago, we saw that bastard Tang Ming going to Xia Wei’er’s shop every day, and we wanted to take action but couldn’t beat him."

"Hmph, that guy Tang Ming, I will settle the score with him sooner or later,"

Ma Gangqiang said bitterly.

"Gangqiang, actually, I was thinking, if we’re going to make a move, why not take advantage of the sports meeting?"

Chen Cang, seeing that he had successfully ignited Ma Gangqiang’s anger, felt a surge of satisfaction.

"Take advantage of the sports meeting? Are you joking? Have you forgotten Tang Ming’s skills? The few of us are no match for him at all,"

Ma Gangqiang said dejectedly.

"Losing in a fair fight, that’s one thing, but if we ambush him, we might just succeed,"

Chen Cang said with a smile.

"Ambush? As if it’s that easy,"

Ma Gangqiang didn’t believe it at all.

"Gangqiang, listen to me, think about it, is it possible?"

Chen Cang lowered his voice and said, "Tomorrow at our sports meet, we have some events, such as shot put and discus, and Tang Ming is participating, too. Now, if someone isn’t careful during the competition, and a kilogram-heavy shot put hits someone on the head, wouldn’t they be dead before we could even get them to the hospital?"

"Is that so?"

Ma Gangqiang really hated Tang Ming and found the idea quite good, somewhat tempted, but he still said, "You’ve thought of the method, so why don’t you do it yourself? If you kill Tang Ming, I owe you a favor. After that, whoever you want to get rid of, I’ll lend a hand."

"Gangqiang, as you’ve said yourself, Tang Ming is highly skilled. Just think about my own strength, even if I throw the shot put, will the speed and force be enough to hurt Tang Ming? I expect he could dodge it easily, and nothing would happen."

Chen Cang said helplessly.

"Right, you’re an ordinary person; you wouldn’t have much strength to throw it."

Ma Gangqiang nodded in agreement.

"So, the only one in our school who could possibly use a shot put to kill Tang Ming is probably you, Gangqiang."

Chen Cang spoke solemnly about the plan:

"At that time, I will find a way to distract Tang Ming, make him turn his back to the field, and then Gangqiang, you make your move suddenly, hitting him in the back of the head with a shot put. Do you think he could survive that?"

"Damn it, that’s easy to say, but if I kill Tang Ming in front of so many people, could I really get away with it?"

Ma Gangqiang wasn’t stupid.

"Gangqiang, accidents in competitions are quite common, aren’t they? Besides, it’s not like you’re doing it on purpose. With the connections our families have, wouldn’t it be easy to get you out of trouble?"

Chen Cang threw out his final bargaining chip and said, "Once it’s done, I will personally deliver Xia Wei’er to your bed, how about that? And I will take care of all the compensation for Tang Ming’s death. What do you think?"

After considering for a moment, Ma Gangqiang bit his teeth and said, "Done."

Afterward, Chen Cang and Ma Gangqiang discussed for a while longer before a group of them went off to the school to drink and bond.

Early the next morning, Ma Gangqiang followed the planned scheme and found a boy from class nine, directly saying:

"Just say you have a stomachache and can’t participate in the competition, I will replace you."

"Sure, whatever you say, Gangqiang."

Ma Gangqiang held absolute authority in class nine, no one dared to disrespect him, especially for something as trivial as letting someone take over in a competition.

The student then went straight to the class teacher of class nine, clutching his stomach and feigning sickness:

"Teacher, I think I ate something bad this morning, my stomach hurts so much, I definitely can’t participate in the competition later."

"Why is it that you never fall ill except just before a competition? Where am I supposed to find someone to replace you now?"

The class teacher said with a troubled face.

"Teacher, hasn’t Ma Gangqiang always been our class’s sports star? Why not ask him to stand in? Maybe he’ll even snag a good place."

The sick-acting student said purposefully.

"You think I don’t know? I asked him before, but he wasn’t interested, and I certainly can’t force him to participate," the class teacher replied, annoyed.

"It won’t be like that, Gangqiang is pretty proud of our class. If you explain the situation to him, he’s sure to participate," the fake-sick student said, then grimaced painfully, "I can’t hold it in any longer, teacher, I have to go to the bathroom, you find Ma Gangqiang!"