Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The people standing near Qiu Chen scattered instantly. As for Qiu Chen’s leg, he was already limping so he wasn’t able to run too far. He hopped a few steps back before Qiao Lingxiang flung herself on him and he fell to the ground.
She started strangling him again. This was the only method she knew. She might’ve clenched her fists and struck her opponent but she was too fat. She had never trained before either so her punches and arms weren’t strong.
Thus, when she fought, her punches always seemed weak. She couldn’t do as much damage compared to strangling and scratching.
This time, Qiao Lingxiang learned her lesson. She didn’t choke him with both hands. Instead, she used one hand to strangle him and used the other to squeeze his face, tear the corners of his mouth, and poke his eyes.
Qiu Chen’s screams of agony could be heard. The people around them were frightened by Qiao Lingxiang’s ferocious and resolute expression.
Similarly, besides Cheng Tian, no one went to help Qiu Chen. The onlookers were forever cold-blooded. Whether it was Qiao Lingxiang or Qiu Chen, no one would lend a helping hand. They wouldn’t help anyone.
They were just like keyboard warriors. These people only knew how to fight with their keyboards but they didn’t dare to step outside and back up their words with actions.
Cheng Tian rushed over and kicked Qiao Lingxiang’s back furiously.
He shouted, “F**k you, how dare you still hit my younger brother?! Let him go!”
Qiao Lingxiang didn’t release her grip. She continued to strangle Qiu Chen. No matter how Cheng Tian kicked and hit her, she decided to tackle one person at one time.
“Hey!”
A clear shout was heard beside Cheng Tian.
He turned around. A schoolbag slammed into him provocatively. It hit Cheng Tian until he had to retreat.
As the bag landed on him, Cheng Tian finally saw who was standing behind him clearly. It was Cen Yi. Behind Cen Yi, Lu Zhengqing, with an attractive pair of eyes, was holding a cigarette between his lips.
Cen Yi was cracking his knuckles. Loud cracking sounds rang out. He raised his head but looked down at Cheng Tian.
He sneered, “Fight with me.”
Cheng Tian had just fought with Qiao Lingxiang so he was just getting warmed up. He sneered at Cen Yi too and twisted his neck.
He said, “Do you think I’m afraid of you?”
After he finished speaking, he charged towards Cen Yi. The fight between the two of them was more ferocious. It was more interesting and there were more highlights compared to Qiao Lingxiang’s one-sided torturing of Qiu Chen.
Cheng Tian was well-developed physically. He was admitted into the school as an athlete.
As for Cen Yi, he seemed to have learned combat fighting skills before. He looked as though he was playing with a cat. When Cheng Tian took a step forward, he would take a step back. When Cheng Tian wanted to retreat, Cen Yi attacked with a single strike and hit Cheng Tian’s funny bone.
It was so painful that Cheng Tian screamed out loud.
Beside them, Lu Zhengqing removed the cigarette from his mouth and flicked the ashes onto the ground. He walked up to Qiao Lingxiang and Qiu Chen and squatted down to look at Qiao Lingxiang. Then, he looked at Qiu Chen whose vision was a little blurry from all the strangling.
Lu Zhengqing saif to Qiao Lingxiang gently, “Xiangxiang, if you continue strangling him, he might choke to death.”
This sentence caused Qiao Lingxiang, who was using brute force, to snap out of it gradually. When a person was immersed in their emotions and rashness, their mind would be a mess.
Qiao Lingxiang was engulfed in this kind of emotional rashness now. She maintained the pressure in her grip as she slowly raised her gaze. Her head was filled with sweat. You could also see the red patches on her face where Cheng Tian hit her.
Earlier, Cheng Tian was quite vicious when he was hitting her. But if you looked carefully, there was only a small red patch on Qiao Lingxiang’s face that was covered with her messy hair.
She looked at Lu Zhengqing and he smiled at her. Then he lifted his hand and held Qiao Lingxiang’s wrist. He gradually and forcefully pulled away her hand that was around Qiu Chen’s neck.