Chapter 21: Troubles Are Meant to Be Solved

Chapter 21: Troubles Are Meant to Be Solved

Whether in terms of striking speed or imposing aura, the person before him was not someone those rowdy people Yang Qi had encountered before could compare to. This was a person who truly knew martial arts. Moreover, these skills were gained from real combat, true killing techniques.

Yang Qi did not underestimate his opponent. He moved both hands simultaneously.

One hand clashed against the whip kick with a dull thud. Yang Qi felt a slight numbness, but his hand was not kicked away. Instead, it coiled around the leg like a ferocious python, his five fingers hooking in to lock it in place.

His other hand directly grabbed the incoming fist!

Seeing this, the man’s eyes widened in shock.

He found the part of his leg locked by the other party had already gone numb. The opponent’s strength surprised him. What surprised him even more was that this seemingly young guy was so familiar with the vital points of the human body. The spot he grabbed was precisely the acupoint that could make a person’s thigh go numb and weak.

As for the other fist caught by Yang Qi, he tried to pull it back, but for a moment he couldn’t. It was as if it was clamped by iron tongs. Fortunately, he had ample combat experience. His other hand suddenly swung, and his elbow stabbed directly towards the hand Yang Qi was using to grab him. He wanted to force Yang Qi to let go, using the tactic of “besieging Wei to rescue Zhao”.

Seeing this, Yang Qi did not dodge. Instead, he let out a low shout. The hand grabbing the opponent’s fist suddenly twisted, bending the other’s hand into a horrifying angle.

At the same time, the hand gripping the opponent’s foot exerted force and lifted, hoisting the entire man up.

Then, he slammed him hard onto the ground.

Thump!

The fighter fell to the ground with a heavy thud. His entire back hit the ground, and from the pain, his body stiffened into an arched bridge.

With the first strike successful, Yang Qi raised his foot high and stomped down towards the fighter’s face. The fighter could sense a tremendous force pressing down on his face, even hearing the sound of the foot descending.

He closed his eyes, waiting for blood to splatter from his face.

From the brief exchange just now, the fighter was certain he was no match for his opponent. The sheer strength of the other party alone was enough to leave him helpless—overwhelming force overcomes all skill! Moreover, the opponent’s reaction and speed were also higher than his own.

However, that foot never came down to stomp on his face with the sound of cheekbone shattering.

He opened his eyes and saw the foot stopped just a few centimeters away from his face.

Watching that foot move away, the fighter’s mood went from hell to heaven. He did not counterattack or sneak-attack like often happens in movies. Instead, he opened his mouth and whispered, “Th… thank you.”

Yang Qi paid no further attention to the people lying on the ground. This time, he walked directly towards Qin Muchu.

Seeing even the last fighter was knocked down, Zhuang Zhoufeng’s heart clenched, and Qin Muchu’s face turned pale. Now, seeing Yang Qi walking towards him, Qin Muchu immediately became flustered.

“You, don’t come any closer!” Qin Muchu shouted loudly.

The lackeys beside him were also very scared, but they still shielded Qin Muchu behind them. However, after Yang Qi swept a cold glance over them, they all chose to scatter. Yang Qi’s actions just now were too frightening. They didn’t think they could withstand even one punch from him, including Xun Tuizhi.

“Class Monitor Qin, no need to be afraid. I won’t do anything to you. At the very least, I won’t hit you!” Yang Qi stood in front of Qin Muchu, showing a very bright smile.

“Afraid? I’m not afraid of you!”

Qin Muchu’s temperament was not bad. He quickly calmed down and said coldly, “What’s there to be afraid of! You’re just a bit better at fighting, what’s so great about that! Yang Qi, I’m telling you, if you dare touch a single hair on my head, I will definitely not let you off. I’ll make you and your family disappear from Ruiyun City! Yang Qi, I’ll make you know the consequences of offending me. I just found people to beat you up today, so what. And I’ll call for more next time. Even if they can’t beat you, I’ll annoy you to death. Yang Qi, I will make you regret opposing me. What are you anyway, just a little loser from an orphanage. You think you can compete with me? What gives you the right to compete with me, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?”

Yang Qi just stood there in front of Qin Muchu, very calm. But when he heard “family” and “orphanage”, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

“Finished talking?”

Yang Qi looked at Qin Muchu, his eyes still calm. “I’m indeed not that great, and I never thought about competing with you in anything, because in my eyes, you’re just a piece of dog poop. I can’t even be bothered to fight with you. Class Monitor Qin, I’m curious, what exactly do you have? What makes you so confident and arrogant? No looks, no ability, no academic skills. Isn’t it just that the person who screwed your mom has some power? Is that enough to make you strut around like this! Do you know how many officials and rich people fight and scheme their whole lives to climb up, but in the end, because they couldn’t control their pants or couldn’t control what they created inside their pants, their lifelong reputation is destroyed by an ‘egg’ and they end up in jail? You have that potential. This is my last warning to you: don’t provoke me again. Otherwise, next time it won’t be as simple as just telling you off!”

Yang Qi ultimately suppressed the anger in his heart. If he were all alone with no concerns, he would definitely have pounced and beaten Qin Muchu half to death right now. But he wasn’t alone. Behind him were the people from the big Courtyard. The abilities he currently possessed could only protect himself; he couldn’t guarantee he could protect the people in the Courtyard.

So, he chose to hold back his anger. He was the victor, yet he walked out of the park with the helplessness of a loser.

“Yang Qi!”

Qin Muchu watched Yang Qi’s retreating back and laughed loudly. “You are ultimately a loser! All you have is brute force, and you only know how to spout words. You simply don’t dare to touch me! Yang Qi, listen to me! Come over here now and kneel to apologize to me, it’s not too late! Otherwise, I will definitely have people burn down that orphanage you’re in! I’ll make everyone in that Courtyard suffer for your stupidity! Compete with me? Act arrogant in front of me? I’ll make you regret coming into this world! I’ll make you watch everyone in the Courtyard suffer!”

Yang Qi’s footsteps paused for a moment. His eyes were filled with cold light. But he did not turn around. Instead, he walked straight out of the park.

“Just a poor loser, really thinks he’s something great!”

Seeing Yang Qi leave, Qin Muchu felt relieved internally. He laughed triumphantly.

“Exactly, exactly. This kid, although he can indeed fight, that’s all he can do. How would he dare to do anything to you, Young Master? Even if he had several extra guts, he wouldn’t dare!” Xun Tuizhi quickly stepped forward, delivering this flattery, though in his heart he felt extremely sorry. He had so hoped Yang Qi would rush up and beat Qin Muchu badly. Unfortunately, Yang Qi rationally walked away in the end.

Qin Muchu glared at Xun Tuizhi, very unhappy with their cowardly retreat earlier. Then he looked at Zhuang Zhoufeng and said, “Is this the person you found? Is this the boxer under your father? Can’t even beat a high school student. If anything had happened to me today, could you bear the responsibility?”

“Young Master, I’m sorry. I underestimated that kid. I didn’t expect him to be so good.”

Zhuang Zhoufeng had already cursed Qin Muchu countless times in his heart, but on his face he had to be careful. He said, “Next time, I will definitely bring the best boxer. I will definitely help Young Master teach that kid a lesson.”

“No need.”

Qin Muchu waved his hand dismissively and said, “You so-called people from the underworld are simply not up to par. What can be accomplished relying on you?”

Zhuang Zhoufeng could only force a dry laugh and could not retort. In his heart, however, he was extremely happy. This was best—not to get involved. At the same time, he secretly felt relieved. Thankfully, Yang Qi did not attack Qin Muchu earlier; otherwise, he would also be implicated. Moreover, he still needed to tell his father about today’s situation when he got back.

“Let’s go!”

Qin Muchu’s mood was really not good now. He called people to teach Yang Qi a lesson, but Yang Qi knocked them down, and he himself was insulted along the way. He had never felt so humiliated before. He was like a joke!

Returning home, Qin Muchu couldn’t wait a moment longer. He immediately called for someone. He must make Yang Qi suffer, make him yield before him. He must make Yang Qi regret opposing him, make him kneel and beg for forgiveness! Since direct force didn’t work, then he would use underhanded means. Although he couldn’t really burn down the orphanage Yang Qi was in, he absolutely would not let them have an easy time.

In Qin Muchu’s eyes, even if Yang Qi could fight well, he was ultimately a poor loser, like an ant. He had plenty of ways to crush him.

The person who came was the Qin family’s new steward. After Xun Tuizhi’s father died, this person had been serving as the Qin family’s steward. He was an extremely loyal and capable person.

Qin Muchu did not tell the steward how Yang Qi had offended him. Instead, he directly stated the result he wanted.

“Young Master, rest assured. I will make some arrangements. By next week when school starts, that person will definitely be crying and begging on his knees before you for mercy!” The steward revealed a sinister smile.

Qin Muchu trusted the steward’s ability very much. He believed the steward’s methods would surely make Yang Qi yield.

Waving his hand to dismiss the steward, his mood improved somewhat. After eating dinner, he went upstairs and stood by the window. Qin Muchu looked out at this estate belonging to his family, a smile on his lips. “These are probably things that a poor loser like Yang Qi could never hope for in his lifetime.”

Night deepened. His father not coming home at night was already a habit for Qin Muchu, and he never complained. Because he knew his father might be making money, or perhaps socializing, or more likely lying on some other woman. In his view, this was perfectly natural. This was the night of a rich kid. Because you gain some things, you lose some others.

And they weren’t just ordinarily rich, but very rich. Rich enough that a single word could decide many people’s wealth or poverty, even their fate. So, he believed the steward could accomplish what he had ordered.

He remembered what Yang Qi had said: “Isn’t it just that you have a rich dad?” Regarding this, Qin Muchu laughed coldly. With contempt for something Yang Qi could never understand—how important it was to have a father like this—he fell asleep.

In his dream, he dreamed that Yang Qi knelt before him, and he was slapping Yang Qi hard across the face.

Smack!

He jolted awake as if from a dream.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face. He opened his eyes and saw a person standing before him. It was exactly Yang Qi, the one he had been slapping in his dream.

But in reality, outside the dream, he was the one who had been slapped.