Chapter 51 — Bloodshed Caused by a Basketball, Part Two: Begging for Votes, Begging for Collections

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"What? Wei Zhao? He's here? Where?" Zhong Yongliang was startled as well and quickly looked up toward where Zhang Naipao was pointing, and sure enough, he saw Wei Zhao strolling in through the school gate in his uniform with his schoolbag slung over his shoulder, looking perfectly at ease.

"Damn, this kid looks pretty relaxed," Zhang Naipao muttered, irritated by Wei Zhao's carefree air. Yesterday this bastard had nearly given him a concussion, and he still had a lump on his head and several band-aids plastered across his face. Just thinking about it made his blood boil.

"Brother Liang, shall we go over?" Gao Xiaofu said without thinking.

"Go over? What the hell for? Can you beat him?" Zhong Yongliang shot Gao Xiaofu an annoyed glance. Did you still think you were such a fighter? Were you not taken down in one move yesterday?

Gao Xiaofu came to his senses at once. Yesterday the three of them had been beaten to pieces by Wei Zhao, and going over now would only be asking for trouble. He shrank back and could only glare at Wei Zhao in impotent anger.

Just as the three of them were stewing, they suddenly saw Zou Ruoming stop Wei Zhao and order him to fetch the ball, and at once they put on the look of men waiting for a good show, staring fixedly at Wei Zhao without blinking.

"Ha, this is perfect. Someone is going to sort out Wei Zhao for us," Gao Xiaofu said, venting his pent-up anger as he watched things unfold.

This Zou Ruoming was a ruthless character, especially with an older brother who ran with the underworld. If Wei Zhao clashed with him, they would not even need to trouble themselves about revenge. Zou Ruoming would finish him off.

"With Wei Zhao's temper, there is no way he will fetch the ball for him," Zhang Naipao said smugly. "Zou Ruoming can really fight. Now there will be a good show to watch."

Zhong Yongliang also watched with keen interest as conflict brewed between Wei Zhao and Zou Ruoming. If things went as Zhang Naipao said, letting Zou Ruoming beat Wei Zhao up first would not be bad at all.

"Huh? No way? When did Wei Zhao get so weak?" Seeing Wei Zhao actually go to pick up the ball, Gao Xiaofu's mouth fell open. Was this still the same Wei Zhao from yesterday? The Wei Zhao from yesterday was nothing like this. Could this be his twin brother today?

"That Wei Zhao makes me furious," Zhong Yongliang clenched his fists. "So he knows how to pick his targets. In front of Zou Ruoming he acts so obedient. Does he look down on me, Zhong Yongliang? I swear I will never let him off."

Zhang Naipao and Gao Xiaofu were furious as well. This was provocation, naked provocation. Were they really so much worse than Zou Ruoming and his lot?

While the three were still fuming, a dramatic scene unfolded. Wei Zhao tossed the basketball, and it slammed into Zou Ruoming's hands, tore straight through them, and then smashed into his face. A moment later, blood spurted from Zou Ruoming's nose and he collapsed to the ground...

"Holy shit, no way?" Zhang Naipao gaped.

"I knew Wei Zhao was no good. How could he be so obedient," Zhong Yongliang said, and as he spoke he felt a weight lift from his chest. To be honest, Wei Zhao's submission to Zou Ruoming just now had really annoyed him. Now seeing Zou Ruoming knocked flat by Wei Zhao just like himself yesterday, he felt a surge of vindication, and this Zou Ruoming had ended up even worse than he had yesterday.

"Zou Ruoming is out of luck this time. Damn it, who told him to mess with Wei Zhao? That kid is just a f**king madman," Gao Xiaofu gloated with malicious delight as he recalled what Wei Zhao had done on the rooftop yesterday.

"It looks like only Brother Black Panther can handle this guy. We are no match for him at all," Zhong Yongliang said. Yesterday he had still felt resentful, thinking Wei Zhao had beaten the three of them mostly by catching them off guard, but today they finally understood how terrifying Wei Zhao was, with truly top-tier strength. From so far away, he had actually knocked Zou Ruoming senseless with a basketball.

"Exactly," Zhang Naipao nodded deeply in agreement. "It seems we had better not provoke this thing. This thing is just a violent maniac."

Wei Zhao naturally had no idea that the man he had just hit was Zou Ruoming, ranked second among the Four Evil Young Masters of the school, but even if he had known, he would not have held back. Four Evil Young Masters? He would turn them into four dead evil masters.

Wei Zhao arrived at the door of Senior Three, Class Five, and knocked.

"Come in," came the voice of his homeroom teacher, Teacher Liu, from inside. This period was Teacher Liu's math class.

"Teacher Liu, I had some family business and came late," Wei Zhao said politely as he pushed open the classroom door. Although he had already greeted the dean of academic affairs, he did not want to use that connection to pressure Teacher Liu. After all, a distant magistrate was no match for the officer on the spot, and he would still have to get along under Teacher Liu from now on.

Teacher Liu had already been spoken to by Director Wang that morning, so said nothing more now and only nodded. "All right, come in."

Wei Zhao walked into the classroom properly and returned to his seat.

Shen Yushu stared in amazement at Wei Zhao striding along so briskly and said to Gu Mengyao beside her, "Sister Yaoyao, how is it that he does not look injured at all? He took a bullet in the leg, yet he is walking so fast?"

"Who knows about him," Gu Mengyao glanced sideways at Wei Zhao and curled her lip. "Maybe things are going well for him in love." For some reason, Gu Mengyao thought of that scene between Wei Zhao and Qiu Lingshan in the hospital yesterday.

"That little vixen Qiu Lingshan. I thought she was so aloof," Shen Yushu said indignantly as she also recalled that scene from yesterday, and what galled her even more was that her own brother could actually like such a woman.

Admittedly, in Shen Yushu's eyes, Wei Zhao was barely passable. Stripping away her prejudices, he counted as rather handsome and quite capable, but he still could not compare to her brother, so she remained deeply bothered that Qiu Lingshan had actually fallen for Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao had no idea that the two young ladies in front of him were discussing him. He took out his math book, turned to the page Teacher Liu was reviewing, and quietly began to listen.

All the new lessons were already finished, and now each day's classes were just for reviewing what had been learned before. But although Wei Zhao had never attended school, he had studied the high school and university courses on his own under Old Man Wei's supervision, so following Teacher Liu's lecture felt effortless to him.

Wei Zhao was no prodigy. He simply had a somewhat better memory than most people, and with the internet so developed now, any materials and tutorials could be downloaded, so teaching himself had never been difficult.

Glancing toward the seats of Zhong Yongliang, Gao Xiaofu, and Zhang Naipao in front, Wei Zhao realized the three of them were not in the classroom. Could it be that they had been hurt too badly yesterday to come? But Wei Zhao did not care about them at all. Let them do as they pleased. Whether they came or not made no difference. It was better if they stayed away, so he would not be annoyed by the sight of them.

What Wei Zhao did not expect, however, was that Zhong Yongliang, Gao Xiaofu, Zhang Naipao, and the others had already begun hatching a plot against him...

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