Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 24 - 23: I Have a Needle

Chapter 24: Chapter 23: I Have a Needle

Zhao Yuhua also noticed the situation here, her brows gently furrowed for a moment, but she quickly returned to her usual cold indifference, lowered her head, and started to read the book she brought.

In the entire classroom, only Fatty Tang was still deep in sleep, snoring away.

However, despite their inner gossipmonger flames burning fiercely, looking forward to and excited about what was to come, no one dared to follow Gao Junjie and his group to check out the situation.

A joke, Gao the Bully conducting business meant strangers keep away—who would dare approach without reason? Who wasn’t afraid of being caught in the crossfire by sheer bad luck?

But there was one thing that everyone in the classroom was certain of—that the next class, perhaps even for a long time after, or maybe from now on, they would no longer see Xiao Yi’s presence.

According to Young Master Gao’s usual practice, even the lightest beating would turn a person into a pig-head, leaving him too ashamed to show his face; mostly, it meant broken arms and legs.

Xiao Yi followed Gao Junjie and his two companions, left the classroom, walked along the corridor to the end, then turned towards the upper floor. Xiao Yi glanced over and immediately realized where they were planning to go.

The rooftop—their intended location was indeed the rooftop of the school building.

It seemed that these four guys really were preparing a surprise for him this time, otherwise, they wouldn’t have picked such a secluded spot. But as for this place, I quite like it too, Xiao Yi thought, a trace of imperceptible mockery appearing at the corner of his mouth as he discerned their chosen destination.

Gao Junjie and his group were clearly no strangers to doing things on the rooftop; they were well acquainted with the way, and they even had the keys to the rooftop door. They took out the keys, quickly unlocked it, and then stepped onto the rooftop.

The burly boy, being the last one to enter the rooftop, immediately and deftly locked the door from the inside. Then the four of them coldly took positions at four different points, surrounding Xiao Yi in the center, their eyes carrying a mocking look as they stared at him, corners of their mouths curled into a cruel sneer.

"What... what are you guys going to do?"

Xiao Yi seemed to suddenly sense something was amiss at that moment, his face tensely asking the four.

"What are we going to do?"

The burly boy looked at Xiao Yi’s panic-stricken, pale face, a cold smile forming on his lips, and without any courtesy, he threw a fierce punch towards Xiao Yi’s mouth. As he swung his fist, he cursed under his breath.

Hearing the profanities spewing from the burly boy’s mouth, a sharp cold light flashed across Xiao Yi’s eyes.

His face showed a look of fright and disarray, and he let out an exclamation of "Ouch!" Involuntarily raising his hands, he shielded his head and at the same time edged towards a corner.

Seeing Xiao Yi’s reaction, the other three paid him no mind, letting him dodge towards the corner with contempt in their faces. By now, they had decided that this bumpkin was nothing but a pushover, and they didn’t believe that him covering his head with his hands would do any good. They knew the strength of the burly boy; their current status was not solely due to their family background. Being involved in the school’s hierarchy wasn’t as simple as announcing who your father was and expecting others to stupidly stand still for a beating, offering the other cheek after being hit. Even if there were, they would be extremely rare, to the point of utter spinelessness.

Most people would subconsciously resist when they sense a threat or fear.

But they had dealt with them all, and what depended on that, was power!

"Gao Junjie need not be mentioned. The lean, tall man practiced Sanda, the handsome man practiced Taekwondo, and the muscular man had always been practicing boxing. His punch, although nowhere near as perverted as that driver they had encountered in the morning, who even dented the hood of a BMW with reinforced steel, could easily leave a man spitting blood and teeth."

The muscular man also saw Xiao Yi’s pathetic state as he cradled his head in fear, a thick sneer forming at the corner of his mouth. Just like that, you think you’re safe?

Let this young master show you what is meant by ’punching to the yonder hill’!

As his thoughts raced, his punch had already reached Xiao Yi’s forehead. With a fierce concentration of power in his wrist, he brutally aimed a punch directly at Xiao Yi’s head.

"Ah!"

As they watched the muscular man’s punch land solidly on Xiao Yi’s face, Gao Junjie and his two companions seemed to already see the gory scene of Xiao Yi’s teeth and blood spraying in all directions, a cruel smile creeping onto their lips.

However, at that very moment, an unexpected change occurred. To their astonishment, they realized Xiao Yi was unharmed, and the muscular man was instead clutching the fist he had struck out with his other hand, letting out a heart-wrenching scream of agony.

"What’s going on?"

Gao Junjie and his companions were dumbfounded, looking at each other with confusion clear in their eyes. Their gaze shifted to Xiao Yi with a hint of wariness. Could this kid be a master in disguise, playing the fool?

"The..."

"Haha, you’ve hit my needle, serves you right to be pricked to death. Oh right, I have a needle, oh right, I have a needle, don’t come any closer!"

Gao Junjie was about to ask the screaming and hopping muscular man what happened when he saw Xiao Yi, who had just been struck, suddenly wake up as if from a dream, looking joyfully at the face of the screaming muscular man, then turned his head, holding a thin, long silver needle in his hand, pointing at Gao Junjie and the others, warning them. It was as if what he held in his hand was not a mere silver needle but a highly lethal nuclear weapon.

"..."

Gao Junjie looked at the silver needle in Xiao Yi’s hand, almost invisible under the sunlight, and was struck speechless.

It turned out the reason the muscular man was howling in pain was that he had hit Xiao Yi’s needle.

My god, that actually worked? The three looked at each other, each unable to hold back an expression of wanting to cry but lacking the tears. Looking at the still hopping muscular man, then at Xiao Yi, who held the silver needle as if it were some secret weapon, Gao Junjie signaled to the lean, tall man with a glance.

After receiving Gao Junjie’s look, the lean, tall man cast a disdainful glance at Xiao Yi, who appeared to wield a nuclear weapon, and spat disdainfully. Then, with a grim and vicious expression, he directed a fierce punch towards Xiao Yi’s forehead. Learning from the muscular man’s lesson, he kept his gaze carefully fixed on Xiao Yi’s hand. Just as he saw Xiao Yi’s hand move to intercept his own, he swiftly retracted his punch and changed direction, aiming at Xiao Yi’s chest, while his foot kicked toward Xiao Yi’s lower abdomen.

"Ah!!"

Xiao Yi seemed to be stunned by the lean, tall man’s aggressive attack, and after failing to block the incoming punch, he instinctively reached to protect his abdomen.

And just as his hand reached down, the sound of the lean, tall man thudding to the ground was heard. He clutched the foot he had just kicked out, rolling on the ground, screaming in agony just like the muscular man had done.