Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 908 - 935: Don’t Think Being Handsome Will Save You from a Beating

Chapter 908: Chapter 935: Don’t Think Being Handsome Will Save You from a Beating

Under Deng Ziwen’s astonished gaze, Zhou Wenlong also noticed Lin Zifeng’s presence.

Their eyebrows furrowed like two sharp blades, especially Deng Ziwen who wished he could rush up and tear Lin Zifeng apart.

"Dad, why is he sitting at your desk!"

Zhou Wenlong pointed at Lin Zifeng and questioned angrily.

Enemies meeting should be filled with rage, and besides, he was sitting comfortably at his father’s place, acting as if nothing was amiss.

"Uh, well..." The old principal stroked his beardless chin, his eyes shifting, unsure how to respond.

"Let me answer that." Lin Zifeng spread out the thick documents on the desk and stood up smiling.

"Why are you here? Were you the one who called us over?" Deng Ziwen pointed at Lin Zifeng’s nose, still remembering the beating he received last time.

If he could, he would love to skin Lin Zifeng alive.

"Yes, I’m the one who called you two over." Lin Zifeng nodded with a smile, hands behind his back.

"Who do you think you are? Is Wenlong someone you can just summon? Aren’t you worried about not being able to stay at Yunhai University anymore?"

Deng Ziwen cursed blatantly at Lin Zifeng, confident with Zhou Wenlong backing him, he could afford to be arrogant.

However, Zhou Wenlong remained silent with a grim face, having heard about Lin Zifeng’s background from his father, though he didn’t know exactly how powerful it was, but it wasn’t someone to be messed with easily.

"Do you believe I won’t smash your mouth?" Lin Zifeng squinted, a glimmer of light flashing through his sharp eyes.

He wasn’t threatening with those words.

"Hmph, smash my mouth? I’d like to see how you do it! This is the principal’s office and you’re just a poor student daring to act wildly here? Don’t think I haven’t investigated you, you’re just Hua Buqi’s bodyguard!"

Deng Ziwen was arrogantly smug.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a shadow swiftly lunged forward.

"Slap— Slap—!"

Without warning, two heavy slaps landed, immediately covering Deng Ziwen’s mouth in blood.

"Hitting your mouth is already giving you face!"

Lin Zifeng sneered, slapping twice more, this time even harder, turning Deng Ziwen’s arrogant mouth into a pig’s head.

"Slap... Slap...!"

Three blood-stained teeth flew high under the powerful force!

But the most devastating was what was in Deng Ziwen’s view—a face full of laughter, instead of a fierce look.

"You dare hit me?!"

Deng Ziwen, covering his mouth, found speaking increasingly difficult.

"Hitting you is just light punishment," Lin Zifeng sneered. "Don’t think looking handsome means I won’t dare hit you."

"You...!"

Deng Ziwen, mouth full of blood, had no words left.

He put all his hope on Zhou Wenlong.

"Bastard, you dare hit someone in front of me?"

Zhou Wenlong cursed angrily. After all, Deng Ziwen followed him around, and this was like slapping his own face.

"Hitting him is already light, and as for you!"

Lin Zifeng pointed directly at Zhou Wenlong’s nose, having already gathered info about his disgusting deeds.

Initially, Lin Zifeng didn’t intend to trouble the two, but during Huahua’s competition, these two cut off all the lights.

When Huahua won the championship, these two were whispering nonsense to the director.

Almost shattering Huahua’s dream of stardom.

"Do you dare hit me? Try it!"

Zhou Wenlong sneered maliciously, not believing Lin Zifeng dared to hit him.

Previously, his father advised against provoking this guy, but with grudges piling up, he thought he’d be backed up by new connections in the Martial Arts World recently.

"Incapable of repentance." Lin Zifeng shook his head, seemingly regretfully.

But just as Zhou Wenlong began to relax,

A large hand suddenly flew toward his face.

"Slap—!"

The resounding slap echoed through the entire office!

Zhou Wenlong, clutching his face, yelled, "You really dare hit me?"

"Does it hurt?" Lin Zifeng continued to smile at him, saying, "This slap is just standing in for your father who failed to educate you properly. Now I’ll personally teach you a lesson."

"Son of a bitch!"

"Slap!"

Another loud slap landed on Zhou Wenlong’s face.

"Hmm, that’s better. Before, only half your face had a slap mark, now both sides do, looks much nicer." Lin Zifeng commented admiringly, looking at Zhou Wenlong’s face.

Both Deng Ziwen and Zhou Wenlong were dumbfounded.

Even the old principal standing behind Lin Zifeng was speechless.

"Dad! He hit me!"

Zhou Wenlong looked at the old principal, full of hope.

"Principal, do you have a problem with that?" Lin Zifeng turned back and looked deeply at the principal.

Holding the old man’s scandalous information, Lin Zifeng’s question left him speechless.

Glaring, he quickly stepped forward, slapping his son Zhou Wenlong, yelling, "You little brat, I’ve told you not to make trouble outside, and you take my words as wind past your ears?"

Now Zhou Wenlong was completely stunned.

Even his father didn’t help him, but also hit him?

This, this is t

"Dad, did you hit me too?"

Zhou Wenlong, wide-eyed, almost losing his mind.

"It’s all because I didn’t educate you properly. Now hitting you is light compared to future risks where you might lose your life offending others!"

The old principal shouted, jumping in anger.

As he said, Zhou Wenlong, being a pampered rich kid, would eventually incite trouble outside with such behavior.

"Principal, it was him who provoked us!"

Deng Ziwen stubbornly argued.

"And you! Your son’s misdeeds don’t give you the right now, do they?" The old principal glared, scaring Deng Ziwen silent.

Lin Zifeng just sat on the desk quietly, watching the principal’s act.

"Get out of here!"

The old principal roared, glaring.

"But..."

Zhou Wenlong still wasn’t reconciled.

"But what? Do you want more hits?"

The old principal was furious, wondering how he raised such a foolish son.

I’m telling you to leave because there’s a reason. If you want revenge, do it secretly. You can’t win like this.

Under the principal’s reprimand, Zhou Wenlong, with Deng Ziwen full of resentment, took one last spiteful glance at Lin Zifeng before leaving in frustration—

"Brother, let’s leave it at this, you’re a bigger person, forgive them. I punished them as you saw, can you..."