This scene was shocking and absurd. The guys were all dumbfounded.
What the hell is going on?Sitting in the middle of the main hall with the lights off, chanting scriptures in the dead of night?
And... where are Dan Zihao and Kong Yize? A single glance revealed the dormitory room was empty, save for Han Lie himself.
Fang Tongzhi, Liu Yingjun, and Wang Xiaotian, the three of them, were crowded at the doorway. They scanned the room, and the mont they saw the wardrobe, their scalps tingled so intensely they felt like they might explode. What the actual fuck!No way, no way, this can’t be happening!
The scandal involving the ’young lord’ had spread like wildfire among the university students. When they didn’t find anyone in the room at first glance, and then saw ’Pervert Lie’ playing with a hamr, an ominous premonition instantly gripped their hearts, and their thoughts took a very dark turn.
"Han... Young Master Han..." Wang Xiaotian swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he asked, "Where are Dan Zihao and Kong Yize?"
DANG!
Han Lie suddenly slamd the hamr down, and the tal ladder let out a resonant clang.
The guys jumped in fright, almost thinking Han Lie was about to fly into a rage and silence them permanently.
As for Zhou Ci and Little Tiger... they had already shrunk far back, ready to bolt at any mont.
But Han Lie made no other moves. He just narrowed his eyes at the area behind the door and asked in a cold voice, "Who told you two to get up?"
A wave of realization hit Fang Tongzhi and the others. They took a few more steps forward and looked back—well, well, well! There, behind the door, pressed against the wall, knelt two unlucky bastards in perfect unison!
So they *were* here! But... did you really have to go this far?!
The guys’ expressions turned very peculiar. Looking at the two ’devout believers’ kneeling so rigidly proper, the scene felt so damn surreal.
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! You two are a fucking disgrace!
"Hey, we’re here! Snap out of it!" one of them called out.
Dan Zihao and Kong Yize had been tornted by Han Lie to the point of numbness; they didn’t even react at first.
It wasn’t until Dan Zihao suddenly saw Fang Tongzhi that he finally snapped out of it. As if seeing his own father, he begged with tears and snot streaming down his face, "Brother, quick, save !"
Fang Tongzhi had just taken a step forward and was about to speak when a strong, rank odor of urine assailed his nostrils.
Fang Tongzhi silently turned and walked towards Han Lie. "Young Master Zhou, take Zihao to wash his face."
His polite words ant ’wash his face,’ but the blunt underlying ssage was: ’Hurry up and get him to change his pants! Don’t let him fucking embarrass himself here!’
Zhou Ci: Fuck!
Dan Zihao had no idea how much everyone was disgusted by him. The tension finally drained from his body, and he went limp.
Oh, mama, I can finally get out of here! Goodbye to you, you sick freak!
Kong Yize also ca back to life. I shouldn’t get hamred again... right? Ah, screw it! If anyone tries to stop from going to the bathroom, I’ll fight them to the death!
Kong Yize slowly and stiffly climbed to his feet, hunched over, and imdiately rushed towards Room 405.
Han Lie didn’t stop him. Fang Tongzhi and the others had already witnessed the miserable state of Dan Zihao and Kong Yize and understood that Han Lie was not to be trifled with. It was about ti to call it quits. He hadn’t intended to really do anything more to them anyway. Having soone provide a way for everyone to save face was perfect.
Han Lie hung the claw hamr on the ladder, put down the Buddhist scripture, and put on a warm smile. "Brother Fang, Brother Jun, I was just ssing around with my little buddies. How did I end up disturbing you all?"
Fang Tongzhi’s mouth twitched. Good heavens! ’ssing around’ to such a disastrous extent? This is a first for .One scared into peeing his pants, another beaten until he bled, a third nauseated into vomiting, and only Kong Yize left relatively unscathed... Fucking aweso!
Fang Tongzhi, Liu Yingjun, and Wang Xiaotian were utterly impressed by Han Lie. They had been carousing around this school for a year and three months and had their fair share of fights, but none of them could boast such a track record. It wasn’t that they were incapable; Han Lie was just too outrageous.
Just as Fang Tongzhi was about to speak, he heard a loud yell from behind him, making everyone whip their heads around.
"Open the door!"
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Kong Yize was frantically pounding on the door of Room 405, desperate and fierce, as if he’d lost his mind.
Inside the room, Xiao Cheng, Hai Tao, and Big Bull stared at each other, but no one moved.
Eventually, they all turned their gaze to Huang Wei. Huang Wei shrank back, cursing under his breath, "Why the hell are you all looking at ?"
Xiao Cheng asked, "Are we really not going to open it?"
"Open it? My ass!" Huang Wei snapped.
"Don’t bother!" another said.
"Yeah, who knows what’s going on out there?"
"Alright, then we don’t open it, no matter who’s yelling!"
Having smoothly reached a consensus, the young n heaved a collective long sigh of relief. As their eyes t, a heartwarming sense of brotherhood welled up between them.
The four of them, ever since their dorm room door had been blown shut by the wind, had been on tenterhooks, waiting to hear screams from across the hall. But they heard nothing; the room opposite was as silent as a tomb.
And so, the longer the guys waited, the more frightened they beca. Isn’t this fucking scarier than screams would be?
If there had been a noisy fight, with CLANGING AND BANGING, everyone would have cald down by now. But ever since that BANG! when soone slamd the door to the room opposite, not another sound had co from Room 404. Tell , isn’t that terrifying?
Judging by the commotion in the hallway, two of them must have escaped. That ant two were still trapped in Room 404. But where were they?! Damn it, better not think about it!
They played dead and kept silent, which in turn drove Kong Yize to complete desperation.
"Huang Wei, open the damn door!"
"Xiao Cheng, fuck your grandpa!"
"Brother Wei, open up, please, I’m begging you..."
He went from harsh to soft, from demanding to pitiful, in less than ten seconds.
Kong Yize’s face was crimson, veins bulging on his forehead. He was clutching his stomach with both hands and even started banging his head against the door—THUD! THUD! THUD!—so desperate he was on the verge of tears.
Xiao Cheng hesitated, looking at Huang Wei again. "It seems like things have cald down out there... Maybe we should...?"
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