Number 44, sir, please wait.
"Oh? You're also from our class?"
Wang Jian's words were very polite, but he grabbed Cheng Hui's hair with his hand and lifted him up abruptly. Moreover, what was even more outrageous was that Wang Jian picked up a living person as if he were picking up a puppy, easily and carelessly.
Cheng Hui didn't have the strength to speak, first he was beaten and then scared by Wang Jian so much that he couldn't even fart, after such a huge fluctuation, his strength had been used up long ago. Now being held by Wang Jian with his hair, even breathing brought out blood foam from his mouth, at first glance it looked like Wang Jian was holding a corpse.
"Wang Jian!" The two voices rose sharply: "Put it down! Put it down quickly!"
Wang Jianli ignored her, instead pulling Cheng Hui in front of him and asking in a gloomy tone: "I'll ask you again, if you don't answer, I'll make sure you're satisfied."
"Yes...yes..."
Cheng Hui replied to Wang Jian with a weak and feeble voice, like a dying patient. Although his injuries were not serious, Wang Jian was really too scary for him. He usually hung out outside and at most had seen people stabbing or poking each other with knives, but he had never seen anyone like Wang Jian, who could defeat over ten people single-handedly. In his eyes, Wang Jian was a tiger-like figure, a man-eater!
"That's good." Wang Jian wiped his nose with another hand: "Now we can settle the bill. I asked you, did Ye Wen find you?"
Cheng Hui nodded silently.
"That's good, why don't you go to class?" Wang Jian slapped him coldly: "Not only do I not go to class, but also find someone to beat my classmates. The law doesn't care about me, I'll kill you early."
"The law can't even control you and you're almost killing him." Dawei couldn't stand it anymore, walked up and grabbed Wang Jian's arm: "Let me handle this."
Wang Jian slowly loosened his grip, letting Cheng Hui slump to the ground like a lump of shit. Then he shook his hand and turned his head to pinch Tang Jun's ear:
"A fly doesn't bite an egg without cracks, and you're no good thing either. Why did he hit you?"
Tang Jun cried with a sad face, stuttering his lips, but didn't know how to speak.
"Ah Jian Ah Jian..." Tian Ran hastily stepped forward: "Sister wants to talk to you about something."
"There's nothing much for me to say to her."
Tianran bit her lip and looked at Lin Yaxuan, who was playing with her phone not far away. She took a deep breath: "A Jian, today is my sister's birthday, just look at my face..."
"Oh dear...... Alright, alright."
Wang Jian is the type who can't handle being treated gently, and now that Lin Yaxuan was being so gentle, he couldn't take it anymore. So he let go of Tang Jun and walked straight towards Lin Yaxuan.
"They don't want to see me anymore, take your car and leave with me." Wang Jian said helplessly to Lin Yaxuan: "If you're not willing, then forget it."
Lin Yaxuan slowly raised her head and looked into Wang Jian's eyes, then said after a while: "Let's go."
"Sister! Come home early, give me a call when you get home. Tomorrow come to my place for dinner, the dishes haven't been touched, it's all going to waste if I eat alone." Tianran Er waved at Lin Yaxuan from afar and shouted loudly, looking silly.
Lin Yaxuan stood up and waved her hand impatiently: "I know."
She finished speaking, then hastily walked away, quickly getting into the parking lot and beckoning Wang Jian to get in. After Wang Jian got in, she let out a sigh of relief: "I'll treat you to a drink."
Wang Jian waved his hand: "No need to be polite, I don't drink."
"Then drink milk." Lin Yaxuan grasped the steering wheel, without even looking at Wang Jian: "I rarely invite people with such a calm attitude."
Wang Jian grunted: "Actually, I don't have a good impression of you, and today you're even dressed so old-fashioned. I don't want others to think that I'm going out for a midnight snack with my aunt."
"Hey! What's your problem!" Lin Yaxuan was furious at the time: "Do you have to squeeze me so hard? Do you know who I am?"
"You can find your brother to kill me." Wang Jian was not afraid at all, leaning on the most luxurious car he had ever sat in and rubbing it left and right: "This car seat is quite comfortable."
Lin Yaxuan saw his earthy virtues and instead laughed: "I'm not free to deal with you now, when one day you exceed my tolerance limit, I will definitely make you die."
The car started slowly, and everything outside the window became colorful again. This was Wang Jian's favorite scenery, and he was even fascinated by the feeling of light and shadow quickly passing by to form a flowing long line.
"Hey, snap out of it. I've got a few questions for you."
"Speak, I'll answer according to my mood."
"Where did you learn this kung fu from? Do you have any martial brothers?"
"Ancestral, want to learn? I'll teach you, just pay the tuition." Wang Jian remained looking out the window, without even turning his head: "Besides, I'm the only one left in our lineage."
"Are you willing to teach? Didn't they say that these ancestral traditions of yours are not casually taught to people?"
"You pay, I teach. As for whether I teach you properly or not, it depends on how well you learn. I've been training since I was a kid, with increasing intensity. If you can take it, you'll succeed."
"Think about it," said Wang Jian, "do you really want to learn?"
Lin Yaxuan nodded heavily: "Yes."
"Oh... I have a question."
"Say."
"Are you a virgin?"
Lin Yaxuan stumbled and slammed on the brakes, fortunately Wang Jian was holding onto the handle, otherwise her head would have smashed into the windshield.
"What do you want to do?" Lin Yaxuan's voice was extremely severe: "I warn you, don't think that just because I'm being polite to you, you can speak nonsense to me. It's only because of my sister's face that I'm being tolerant."
"You're full of crap, and you still ask me what I want to do? Let me tell you, if you're a virgin, learning this kind of thing will definitely break your hymen. When the time comes and you marry a husband who looks down on you, that's not my problem."
Lin Yaxuan only realized what Wang Jian meant by that strange question after hearing it, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed too. She quickly changed the subject: "This isn't something you should be concerned about. Last time you sent me a message saying you can't make money from this, why are you still teaching me?"
"This is two different things, you got them mixed up. I'm just teaching you, not following you to fight underground boxing. Fighting underground boxing would be against the rules of my family, but being a teacher doesn't conflict with that."
"Why did you help me?"
"Because of your sister, at least let you have some self-defense ability, in case one day you die, she should get neurosis."
"Do you like her?"
"Who doesn't like her?"
Lin Yaxuan smiled wryly, as if muttering to herself: "Yes, everyone likes her, and everyone dislikes me."
"That's because you're so annoying." Wang Jian fanned himself on the nose: "You don't know how much I dislike you, especially this aunt-like hairstyle of yours."
"Can't you stop mentioning my hairstyle?" Lin Yaxuan scolded Wang Jian, "You're being too much, do you know that?"
"What I'm saying is fact." Wang Jian spread his hands: "You don't like it, you don't have to listen."
Lin Yaxuan was so angry with Wang Jian that the hair on his head stood up, gritting his teeth and clutching the steering wheel, as if he had an impulse to perish together with Wang Jian.
"Why are you going to be a spinster?" Wang Jian suddenly felt a strange curiosity: "You won't be able to get married like this."
"Mind your own business! Mind your own business!" Lin Yaxuan was thoroughly enraged, grabbing the perfume bottle from the car and smashing it at Wang Jian: "I really want to shoot you dead with a single bullet."
"Have you seen Kung Fu? Do you know the Fire Cloud Evil Spirit inside?" Wang Jian easily grasped the perfume bottle: "I can also catch bullets."
Lin Yaxuan smiled and gave Wang Jian a white eye: "Bragging."
"How many percent of your strength did you use when you elbowed that person just now?"
"Whatever."
"Only 50%?" Lin Yaxuan was taken aback: "But shouldn't the full force burst be Inch Power?"
"That's not a gentle move, that's a crushing blow, can be taken back and forth." Wang Jian said with a smile: "Alright, let's discuss the real matter, how much are you planning to give me for my tuition?"
"How much do you want."
"One hundred and fifty per class!" Wang Jian seemed to have made up his mind to fleece Lin Yaxuan, with a ruthless glint in his eye: "Every Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, three days of classes, two classes each time."
"It's just a week, 900 yuan." Lin Yaxuan glanced at Wang Jian: "Are you sure?"
"It can't be less! When I was in college, tutoring junior high school students was 85 yuan per class."
"How poor are you..." Lin Yaxuan suddenly burst out laughing: "Alright, tomorrow Friday, I'll go find you at night."
Wang Jian nodded and when he looked up again, he found himself at the entrance of his residential area. He tapped on the glass: "Stop here."
After getting off the bus, Wang Jian walked two steps and suddenly turned back, pointing at Lin Yaxuan and saying: "You remember, I'm willing to teach you, just because your sister is a friend of mine. You're relying on your sister's luck."
Lin Yaxuan's originally bright mood was suddenly ruined by Wang Jian, she darkened her face and stuck her head out of the car window: "I warn you, from now on, mention my sister less in front of me!"
Wang Jian picked up a small stone from the ground at a moderate pace, and with a "biu" sound, he flicked it onto Lin Yaxuan's forehead, causing her to cry out in surprise and cover her head as she retreated back into the car.
"I also warn you, I don't owe you anything and I'm not your subordinate. Think twice before giving orders."
After finishing speaking, Wang Jian walked back to his little nest with a swagger, preparing to go out and collect scraps.
Lin Yaxuan couldn't help but rub her forehead, then dialed Huai's phone: "Tomorrow night's dinner party is off. Tell those Burmese guys that their goods are impure and the price is too high. If they don't lower the price, tell them to get lost."
As for Dawei and Tianran, they were busy bandaging Chenghui and Tangjun. Kaizi Xu was holding a large bottle of purified water to help them clean the blood-stained wounds.
"You guys are really young and ignorant." Dawei sighed: "Fortunately, Wang Jian was able to hold you back."
"Old... teacher, is he really... really our class teacher?" Cheng Wei asked, trembling.
Dawei nodded solemnly:
"If you don't shave off the hair on your head and go to class tomorrow, he will definitely make a scene out of it. And why did you hit Tang Jun?"
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Alright, today's two updates were really exhausting... A lot of troublesome things to deal with, started writing from 3 pm and only managed to come up with this much now. Please forgive me, everyone. If I have time, I'll try to update more...