Capítulo 1792: Chapter 1993: Reinforcents Have Arrived!
Then thinking of Hao Jian suddenly attacking the muscle man with such ferocity, he was the closest to Hao Jian and felt it most clearly. The explosive power that broke out at that mont imdiately incapacitated the muscle man. He was scared, scared that the bench would also smash onto him.
Moreover, his greatest reliance and supporter for today had now just left as if dusting off his hands, aning very clearly that he was abandoned. He lost miserably today, originally planning to replace Liang Xiaohan and gain more influence in Degao, but now it seed he had lost, and it was a complete loss.
So at this very mont, he couldn’t care less about face or anything else. He didn’t want to end up like the muscle man, knocked out cold on the floor by Hao Jian. He wanted to live well; as long as the green hills remain, there won’t be a lack of firewood to burn. Matters of pride could be regained with strength in the future.
Thus, he imdiately hugged Hao Jian’s leg and wept bitterly, pleading, “Brother, I was wrong. Please forgive . You are magnanimous, please spare and let go.”
His words were extrely desolate, as if he had suffered imnse grievances and a family destruction, speaking in a tone of pain and tearful regret, completely different from his previous arrogant self; it was like he was a completely different person.
If the previous Zhang Xiong was domineering, at this mont he was like a stray dog, begging for rcy and for his life to be spared.
Those little brothers of his were imdiately changing their expressions upon seeing him. They had always followed him, doing whatever he said, but at this mont, seeing their boss kneeling on the ground, hugging soone’s leg, begging for rcy—it was simply feeling a sense of losing face.
After all, he was the boss, even if there were issues, his subordinates were here, yet he disregarded face, kneeling before soone and begging for rcy in front of them. Did he have any dignity as a leader left? Maybe Zhang Xiong shalessly abandoned face, but for his subordinates, they felt utterly humiliated as if they were the ones kneeling.
They didn’t think their longti leader was actually such a useless and cowardly person, simply following the wrong person all along. Turning to look at Liang Xiaohan, even as a woman, she stepped forward in danger, rushing in despite being unable to defeat the enemy when her subordinates were being beaten. Her aura and responsibility as a leader were way beyond comparison to their own boss.
Initially intending to resist if Zhang Xiong raised to fight back, they would put up a last stand, but seeing current circumstances—it was simply disgraceful.
Instantly, expressions of disdain appeared on their faces as they looked at Zhang Xiong, and without knowing who stood first, a look of dislike was shown before walking out without a backward glance, effectively severing ties with Zhang Xiong.
Then, with the first one cos the second, and suddenly, a whole group left, all casting looks of disgust at Zhang Xiong, thoroughly disappointed by him.
Zhang Xiong, nevertheless, felt nothing, still hugging Hao Jian’s leg, begging relentlessly.
At that mont, there was a sudden sound of rushed footsteps from outside, and a large group of people suddenly ran in, and it was Hu Jun who had run away earlier with two or three dozen people.
But the mont they entered, they were dumbfounded. What was going on? Hadn’t it been said Sister Xiaohan was surrounded and beaten? What exactly happened here? Most surprised was Hu Jun. When he left, Zhang Xiong had clearly called a large group surrounding Liang Xiaohan, but now there was a huge reversal, with Sister Xiaohan standing unhard, and Zhang Xiong’s people gone; instead, it was Zhang Xiong kneeling, holding Hao Jian’s leg, in a begging posture.
The only thing that felt sowhat normal was that Awu and Zhao Xiangwu both had clear footprints on them, appearing injured; this was the only sign of battle that seed normal to him.
But what exactly happened, for events to take a complete 180 like this? Earlier, he worried he might not arrive in ti, fearing Sister Xiaohan would be hurt, but now it seed, she was perfectly fine, while Zhang Xiong was pathetic as could be. He watched with confusion and bewildernt, his eyes full of surprise, but if he were to learn what exactly transpired, he would likely be even more astonished.
As such a large number of people rushed in, they naturally drew everyone’s attention imdiately, all eyes were cast in their direction. Zhang Xiong saw so many people and realized his own people had left, and instantly grew even more terrified, pleading more desperately with Hao Jian.
However, Hao Jian showed a look of disgust and kicked him away.
Following that, Hu Jun led a group over to Liang Xiaohan, asking, “Sister Xiaohan, are you alright?”
“I’m fine, don’t worry,” Liang Xiaohan nodded and said, then turned her gaze to Awu and Zhao Xiangwu, “but Awu and Xiangwu are hurt, help them.”
Those who ca with Hu Jun looked at Liang Xiaohan with worry, as if fearing she might have been injured. Upon hearing Hu Jun’s WeChat ssage, they imdiately skipped class and rushed over; this already demonstrated Liang Xiaohan’s influence. anwhile, seeing her genuine and concerned gaze illustrated where people’s hearts lay regarding her.
Not until Liang Xiaohan said she was fine did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Hu Jun nodded and imdiately called people over, having them support Awu and Zhao Xiangwu. After receiving punches and kicks, their bodies ached terribly; although just external wounds, the pain was severe as they were helped up. Compared to previous injuries incurred while fighting alongside Liang Xiaohan, this seed minor by comparison, but they accepted it willingly.
Subsequently, Hu Jun alternated between assisting Awu and Zhao Xiangwu, inquiring about the details. Their recounts left him surprised and glancing over at Hao Jian, his perception of him dramatically shifting.
He hadn’t expected Hao Jian to be so formidable, and even such an astonishing force, fearso and beyond comprehension.
At that mont, Liang Xiaohan too was watching Hao Jian, but what she saw and thought was entirely different from Hu Jun’s perception. She began recalling the events that had just transpired. When Zhang Xiong attempted to lay hands on her, Hao Jian stepped in, protected her, and primarily the images of those monts kept replaying in her mind.
When the muscle man charged in, she sensed a significant danger, but Hao Jian instinctively pushed her aside to protect her. Unaware of Hao Jian’s skill, she was scared at the ti, fearing he might get hurt. Though in the end, Hao Jian easily took the muscle man down, his imdiate action to protect her touched her deeply.
She initially thought Hao Jian was heartless since he stood by doing nothing while Zhang Xiong called for action. But now, she realized Hao Jian wasn’t emotionless; he had principles he wouldn’t violate, and only when those were crossed, he’d act.
Hao Jian’s protective actions demonstrated this; he wasn’t the cold and unfeeling person she thought him to be, or truly emotional people might appear indifferent, while genuinely indifferent ones put on a façade of emotion, masked in hypocrisy.
Thinking so, she continued to look at Hao Jian.
Zhang Xiong wanted to entangle with Hao Jian further, but Hao Jian, with a kick, already pushed him away; when he tried to cling to his leg again, Hao Jian directly kicked his nose, causing a gush of blood, leaving Zhang Xiong holding his nose and screaming in agony. At that mont, Hao Jian turned and walked outside.
He made a gesture to Liang Xiaohan, who, understanding, led the large group following him out.
Once outside, Hao Jian took a deep breath of fresh air; inside was filled with countless odors, making the fresh air outside seem especially pleasant.
At this ti, Liang Xiaohan had already co up behind him, and he turned to look at her.
By then, Awu and Zhao Xiangwu had been helped outside by others; Liang Xiaohan made a gesture to Hao Jian, who understood her intent and turned to leave, driving away.
Then Liang Xiaohan spoke to the group, telling those who skipped class to head back, while she would take Awu and Zhao Xiangwu to the hospital, saying this matter would be dealt with tomorrow.
Everyone listened to what Liang Xiaohan said, returning to school, leaving only Hu Jun to accompany her. Hu Jun supported Zhao Xiangwu, and she supported Awu, waiting by the roadside for Hao Jian.
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