Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 544 - 537: Poor Student Shao Huo (Three Updates)

Chapter 544: Chapter 537: Poor Student Shao Huo (Three Updates)

One couldn’t know how many archaeological materials were actually stored inside the Archaeology Pavilion, and now the secret of the bracelet could no longer be revealed to outsiders.

In order to quickly unravel the secret of the bracelet, Zifeng had spent a lot of effort these past few days, attempting to seek help from CIA agent Long Zaitian, but on second thought, he still felt it was unreliable. The secret of the bracelet was of great importance; if, as Nangong Shui said, this bracelet was indeed the Ancient Greek Magic Bracelet, once exposed, he might not even know how he would die.

Today was the big day of the school’s basketball championship, and Lin Zifeng had indeed made a name for himself at school. Countless girls had thrown flirtatious glances at him, yet he walked through the throng unblemished.

Compared to Nangong Bing and her group, these girls were simply incomparable.

Just as he entered the Archaeology Department, Shao Huo came over with his trendy, hanging hairstyle.

Before Zifeng could even enter the classroom, Shao Huo had embraced him, panting heavily and said anxiously, "Brother, you dare to come back? You better leave quickly, or you might end up losing your life."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Lin Zifeng didn’t understand his meaning.

"Brother, you should leave quickly, or you won’t be able to later." Shao Huo’s emotions were very tense, and he didn’t seem to be joking.

What made Zifeng even more depressed was the clear and distinct slap mark on this guy’s face.

There was also a footprint of a slipper on his chest. He didn’t know if it was from someone else’s kick or his own doing.

"What happened to you? Were you beaten up?" Lin Zifeng’s face slightly darkened.

"Brother, listen to me, leave quickly, or you won’t be able to later." Shao Huo pushed him while continuously glancing back at the situation behind.

Just then, several guys who didn’t look like students walked out of the Archaeology Department classroom, each looking fierce and intimidating, with cigarettes dangling from their mouths and swaggering about. The leader was Qiu Dongwei, who had been taken down by a Yin Leg from Huahua that morning.

Behind him stood five or six young men from the streets, shaking cigarette packs in their hands, sporting buzz cuts, and looking as domineering as could be, as if others couldn’t tell they were thugs.

"Oh? They’ve come to us?" Lin Zifeng protected Shao Huo behind him.

"It was this kid who beat me up. You guys give him a good beating today, and I’ll treat you later," Qiu Dongwei said, supported by several others. As he walked, it seemed like there was something missing between his legs, probably due to the severity of Huahua’s Yin Leg earlier.

"Lin, you better run now, if not, they’re going to kill you!" Shao Huo, obviously still frightened, looked at his swollen half-face. Lin Zifeng’s anger started to rise. Bullying classmates, what skill was that? If they were brave enough, they should go and fight the enemy in a war!

"It’s okay, just relax," Lin Zifeng reassured him.

"It’s this kid, as long as you don’t kill him, beating him to near death is fine." Qiu Dongwei grimaced, grinding his teeth with hatred as he stared at Lin Zifeng in front of him. He had always wanted to beat up this kid but since Lin Zifeng seldom came to school, it was difficult to find an opportunity. It was rare for him to bump into him this time.

As soon as he heard they wanted to kill Lin Zifeng, Shao Huo was also anxious. He stepped forward bravely, clasped his hands, and pleaded miserably for Qiu Dongwei to spare him.

"Get up," Lin Zifeng said as he pulled Shao Huo to his feet.

"Lin, you should really run, they will beat you to death."

"If I run, what will happen to you?" Lin Zifeng said with a wry smile. This kid was really naive; these few petty thugs could be dealt with easily.

"It’s okay, their target is you. At worst, I’ll just get beaten up, it doesn’t matter." It was clear that Shao Huo was genuinely concerned. Although they hadn’t known each other for a month, they had hit it off right from the start, and their relationship was quite good.

Shao Huo was a bit sleazy at times, but he was still pretty decent to people.

"Shao Huo, it’s alright, step back," Lin Zifeng said, holding back his smile and protecting Shao Huo behind him.

"But..."

Seeing that Lin Zifeng wouldn’t be persuaded, Shao Huo became anxious and quickly moved forward to stop him, but Lin Zifeng reassured him with a confident look.

"Beat him up!"

Qiu Dongwei yelled.

Whoosh—

A few young men swaggered over, one of them clenching a cigarette in his mouth. Without even looking, he swung his fist directly at Lin Zifeng’s forehead.

But before his fist could launch, he screamed in agony, clutching his eyes and crouching down.

"What’s going on?"

The others were stunned. Did they just lose before the fight even started?

"My eyes! Ahh...!" The screaming young man clutched his eyes in pain. Not only did Qiu Dongwei’s jaw drop, but even Shao Huo standing behind Lin Zifeng furrowed his brow in frustration. The fight hadn’t even started, was there really a need to act as if it were real?

When everyone looked at Lin Zifeng again, they found him casually touching his nose as if nothing had happened.

Just now, Lin Zifeng’s lightning-fast Thrusting Finger had almost brought tears to the young man’s eyes.

"Damn it!"

Just then, another youth rushed forward, raising his palm to slap Lin Zifeng.

But just as he raised his palm, it fell again, and he adopted the same pained expression as the previous guy, clutching his eyes and wailing in agony.

"You, what is this...?" Qiu Dongwei stared intently at Lin Zifeng, unable to comprehend why everyone had collapsed before the fight even began.

"What’s the matter? All of you, come on," Lin Zifeng taunted with a playful smile, hooking his fingers invitingly.

"I’ll kill you!"

The remaining three young men surrounded Lin Zifeng again, but before they could move, Lin Zifeng struck as fast as lightning. In an instant, several Young Chun Fist Thrusting Fingers hit their eyes, and they all crouched down on the spot, clutching their eyes and wailing in pain.

"Now it’s your turn," Lin Zifeng said with a mischievous smile, hooking his finger at Qiu Dongwei.

"No, no, that, boss, I think there’s been a misunderstanding. I was just joking with you earlier. Please, don’t be mad, I have money. How about I treat you to a grand spa night?"

Finally realizing the extraordinariness of the young man before him, Qiu Dongwei’s fright intensified.

Terrified, he looked at his underlings who lay on the ground howling in pain.

"Shao Huo, come here," Lin Zifeng called over to Shao Huo as he turned around.

At this moment, Shao Huo felt no better than Qiu Dongwei and was even more frightened as he watched Lin Zifeng.

He couldn’t believe that just a few exchanges had knocked down those thugs who had always intimidated him. It was utterly unbelievable, a complete reversal for someone like him, a poor student!

"Lin, Lin Bro!" Shao Huo stammered as he addressed Lin Zifeng, his eyes showing a change in their usual demeanor.

"Did they hit you in the face?" Lin Zifeng was about to reach out and touch him when Shao Huo, frightened, took a step back.

This guy was clearly one of those especially timid types.

"Mm-hm." Seeing that Lin Zifeng had no ill intentions, Shao Huo finally nodded.

"Good, I’ll give you a chance, hit them back," Lin Zifeng gave Qiu Dongwei a glance. "However they hit you, return it to them double."

"But, but... Lin, Lin Bro, I, I..."

Shao Huo was even more scared. Striking Qiu Dongwei was tantamount to signing his own death warrant.