Chapter 25: What’s Wrong with Me Hitting Someone? p1
Zhou Wanfeng’s attitude and methods were both extremely forceful. The moment Peng Zhen struggled to resist, she immediately struck him in the back with her elbow and kneed him in the chest.
Peng Zhen was clearly not in the same weight class, in terms of both height and build. But the entire Third Grade, Class Five watched as no matter how Peng Zhen fought back or cursed, he was like a trapped animal in a cage, completely at her mercy.
Another series of moves: a double-handed shoulder grab, followed by a knee strike to the abdomen. This time, Zhou Wanfeng took the initiative, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him back, then pressing down. The whole process was smooth and fluid. At the same time, she slammed her left knee into Peng Zhen’s abdomen. With a thud, Peng Zhen’s face contorted in pain.
Zhou Wanfeng wasn’t finished. After her left foot landed, she immediately raised her right elbow and slammed it into Peng Zhen’s head.
Peng Zhen was dazed by the series of blows. He held onto a desk, his eyes only seeing Zhou Wanfeng’s blurry figure. He reached for a chair with a trembling hand to fight back, but the chair had already been kicked away. He could only grit his teeth and grab the desk, roaring as he swept his leg out in a horizontal kick.
Zhou Wanfeng sneered, instantly trapping Peng Zhen’s kicking leg with her left arm and slamming her right elbow into his thigh muscle.
Peng Zhen couldn’t kick, and he couldn’t pull his leg back. Zhou Wanfeng looked at him. “Last night, I went easy on you, you understand? You should have known when to quit. To provoke someone you know is stronger than you is just asking for it, seeking your own death.” With that, she pressed down on Peng Zhen’s right shoulder with her right hand and kneed him in the groin.
“Ahhh!” Peng Zhen let out a piercing cry of pain and collapsed to the ground, clutching his legs and rolling around.
The boys in the class seemed to feel his pain and all sucked in a breath, looking at Zhou Wanfeng with terror and panic in their eyes, subconsciously taking a step back.
Zhou Wanfeng wasn’t finished yet. She squatted down and grabbed the back of Peng Zhen’s collar. “There were eight of you last night. Where are the others? If you don’t tell me, I’ll take you and search for them, class by class.” With that, she dragged the wailing and pained Peng Zhen, who had his eyes closed, out of the classroom through the front door.
The sound of the fight in Class Five had long attracted the people from the neighboring Third Grade, Class Six to the hallway. They had been pressed against the windows, watching the whole fight. Now that she was coming out, they subconsciously made way for her.
As soon as she left, the entire Third Grade, Class Five erupted. “Where’s the teacher? Who went to get a teacher? Why is no one here?”
“Someone already went. The teachers are all on their lunch break and not in the office. Some are still eating in the cafeteria.”
“That scared me to death. I got goosebumps.”
“Ahhh, who is that girl? Did Peng Zhen offend her?”
“He must have. Didn’t you see how she took out Liang Shuai right at the beginning? The two of them are always together, doing bad things.”
Zhou Wanfeng dragged Peng Zhen up the stairs to the third floor. On either side of the stairs were Third Grade, Class One and Class Two. There were a total of four classes on each floor.
The fight on the second floor had spread to the third. The stairs were now crowded with people.
Zhou Wanfeng dragged Peng Zhen straight downstairs. The moment Peng Zhen resisted, he was met with a lesson from her. When he opened his mouth to curse, before he could even finish the first word, Zhou Wanfeng grabbed his jaw and slapped him three times.
“If you dare to curse again, I’ll dislocate your jaw,” Zhou Wanfeng said, her eyes sinister, every word that came out of her mouth like a cold, poisoned knife.
The intense pain had made Peng Zhen’s face covered in sweat. His usually handsome face was now drenched. His eyes were filled with terror, and he was panting heavily.
Only now, when he met Zhou Wanfeng’s eyes, did he feel the blood in his veins run cold, a chill spreading up from the soles of his feet.
The pain in his jaw, as if the flesh and bone were being torn apart, made him shake his head vigorously.
It was a nightmare. He looked around in a panic. Pairs of eyes, some smiling, some gloating; familiar yet indifferent faces, all standing within a meter of him. If only one of them would reach out and pull him, help him.
But they all avoided him, yet they didn’t leave. They were all watching, curious about his pathetic state.
Zhou Wanfeng pulled Peng Zhen up and pushed him from behind, shoving him to the bottom of the third-grade teaching building.
At this moment, the hallways of the entire third-grade teaching building were packed with heads, all looking down. Not just the third-grade teaching building, but the second-grade teaching building next door was the same. The students from the first-floor second-grade classes had run over to watch.
Who didn’t know Peng Zhen from the third grade?
At this moment, he was like a student who had done something wrong, his head hanging low, terrified of the slender girl standing straight beside him, as if she were a demon or a beast.
Zhou Wanfeng looked up, facing the entire third grade, without a trace of fear. She shouted, “The people who stopped me on Xiangzhang Road after school last night, and the people who participated in damaging my things today, all of you, get down here!”
“If you’re a man, then come down. If you dare to do it but not admit it, I’ll make it so you can’t even be a dog. Ten minutes. If you don’t come down, I guarantee I’ll personally go up and find you.”
After shouting, Zhou Wanfeng waited downstairs.
Time passed, second by second.
The third-grade teaching building was in an uproar. Now they knew the reason. It turned out that Peng Zhen and his group had stopped someone on their way home from school yesterday, and today it seemed they had damaged her things, which was why this had happened.
Everyone in the third-grade classes knew who Peng Zhen usually hung out with. At this moment, everyone in the class was watching closely, as if watching a good show.
Peng Zhen and his group had been swaggering around in the third grade for a long time, and many people had long been displeased with them. Now that they saw someone dealing with them, they were so excited they wanted to jump up and down, and they really hoped the teacher would come a little later.
Three minutes passed. The third-grade teaching building was still crowded with heads, all waiting, but no one had come down.
Zhou Wanfeng sneered and kicked Peng Zhen’s shin. “Your brothers are all cowards who dare to do but not admit it. They’re just letting you stand here, to bear all the embarrassment and humiliation. Don’t you want to find someone to share it with you? If you’re going to be a gangster, then be a proper one. Share the good times and the bad. What is this now? Don’t you think you’ve been abandoned by them?”
Peng Zhen only felt a sharp pain in his shin where he had been kicked. At this moment, Zhou Wanfeng was not holding him, but he didn’t dare to move, letting the entire third grade watch him like a joke.
All his past arrogance was now shattered. No one knew better than him that the girl before him was like a mountain pressing down on him. He deeply believed that if he dared to run, she would break his leg. At this moment, his jaw was still aching.
Just past five minutes, a student came running over with a teacher.
“Ah, it’s the homeroom teacher of Third Grade, Class Five.”
“This is so exciting. What a bad time to come,” the students watching from upstairs all sighed in regret.
The homeroom teacher of Third Grade, Class Five, Qian Caiyue, was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, a black suit jacket, and a pair of flat leather shoes. She was running faster than the student.
She and the other teachers were eating in the cafeteria when a student from her class ran up to her, out of breath. “Teacher… huff, huff, huff, there’s a fight in the class. Someone came to the class to hit someone.”
“Who hit whom? Why? Have they been separated now?” Qian Caiyue didn’t even have time to eat. The teacher next to her urged her to hurry back and handle it.
The student was panting so hard he couldn’t speak and could only wave his hand. “No… no, I don’t know… huff, huff… it’s a really bad fight. No one can stop them.” The student wanted to describe what he had seen, but he was so excited that his hands were trembling, and his mind was a blank. He just kept repeating that the fight was bad, very bad.
Many of the teachers at the nearby tables heard this and all urged her to hurry back and see. They all thought it was just a small conflict between two people in the class. The pressure of studying in the third grade was high, and sometimes a small argument could lead to a fight. As teachers, they were used to it.
The homeroom teacher would go back, call the people to the office, find out the reason, and after they apologized to each other, it would basically be over.
At the next table, Du Yong’an from the political and educational affairs office also heard about the student fight and told Teacher Qian to hurry back and handle it. He also reminded the teacher next to him to help get her a meal to take back with her.
Qian Caiyue walked to the classroom with the student. On the way, the student was no longer excited, and his speech was clear. His description was also more specific. “…A girl came into the classroom with a wooden stick. Liang Shuai didn’t even have time to react and was knocked out. When I ran over, she was fighting with Peng Zhen. The class wanted to stop them, but that girl was so fierce, no one could stop her.”
Hearing that someone had been hit with a weapon and that someone had fainted, Qian Caiyue, who instantly realized the seriousness of the matter, practically ran all the way. When she arrived at the third-grade teaching building, she saw that the hallways of the three-story building were packed with students, and it was extremely lively.
And downstairs, her troublemaker student, Peng Zhen, was standing there with his head hanging low, next to a slender girl with a straight back and a cold face.
Qian Caiyue walked over, calmed her breathing, and asked sternly, “Peng Zhen, what’s going on now?” She then looked at the girl next to him.
Peng Zhen looked up slightly. He had been told to get a haircut, that his hair was too long and violated the rules. But he had always done as he pleased and didn’t care. Now, the bangs on his forehead were wet with sweat and stuck together in strands.
Seeing Peng Zhen’s face, Qian Caiyue gasped. He had been beaten so badly that the red palm prints were clearly visible.
Zhou Wanfeng ignored the teacher who had come over and looked up, continuing to shout at the third-grade students upstairs, “Three minutes left.”
Qian Caiyue was furious. “Can someone tell me what’s going on now? Peng Zhen?” Peng Zhen lowered his head and glanced at Zhou Wanfeng next to him. He had thought that she would give up when the teacher came. But now that his homeroom teacher was here, she was completely ignoring her, as if she were going to see it through to the end.
Peng Zhen suddenly shouted, “You guys come down! She recognizes your faces! She’s serious!”
Qian Caiyue looked at the girl and asked with a stern face, “Which class are you from? What’s your name? Come back to the office with me.” At the same time, she looked up and scolded the students upstairs and the onlookers. “You’re in the third grade and you still have time to watch the show? Don’t you have to study? Can you all get full marks?”