Chapter 30 — Fighting Violence with Violence
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Naipao, get in there with him!" Zhong Yongliang was annoyed. He had not expected the kid to have some skill. Ordinary students would have been scared silly the moment they stepped onto the rooftop, long before anyone even laid a hand on them.
"Wei Zhao, watch out!" Seeing Wei Zhao busy dealing with Gao Xiaofu while Zhang Naipao charged in from the other side with a mop handle, Kang Xiaobo quickly called out a warning.
Wei Zhao had originally thought that when these students fought they only meant to frighten each other, but he had not expected them to bring out vicious weapons like chair legs and mop handles. A blow like that to the head would surely cause grave injury.
Afraid Wei Zhao could not handle it alone, Kang Xiaobo braced himself and moved to meet Zhang Naipao. Zhang Naipao had never imagined that Kang Xiaobo, who never said a word in class, would dare to stand against him, and he was furious beyond measure.
So Zhang Naipao was in no hurry to attack Wei Zhao anymore, planning to put Kang Xiaobo down first.
Wei Zhao roughly knew Kang Xiaobo's limits. From the way he faced his enemy, it was clear he was no seasoned fighter. That he had come up to the rooftop together was purely out of brotherly loyalty, and Wei Zhao found that truly rare.
Kang Xiaobo was terrified inside. He had never been in a fight and had no idea what to do at the moment, so he could only shut his eyes, flail his arms, and charge forward. Zhang Naipao had never seen such a man before. Charging forward with your eyes shut, wasn't that asking for death?
Zhang Naipao let out a cackling laugh and swung the mop handle down at Kang Xiaobo. This time Wei Zhao dared not hold back. If he did not get ruthless now, Kang Xiaobo would probably leave his life here today.
With that thought, Wei Zhao stopped being polite. He jerked his hand back sharply and dragged forward with force, yanking Gao Xiaofu into a stumble, then kicked out hard. Before Gao Xiaofu even understood what had happened, he let go of the chair leg, clutched his belly, and sank down in pain.
Gao Xiaofu's face turned the color of pig liver at once. He felt the barbecue he had eaten at noon churning endlessly in his stomach, as if it were about to come spewing out.
Kang Xiaobo charged forward knowing nothing, when suddenly he felt a sharp gust of wind sweep past him. He opened his eyes to see a mop handle dropping fast toward the top of his head, and his heart lurched. It's over, this time it's really over!
Kang Xiaobo thought of his laid-off mother at home, of his father laboring hard in the factory, of his sister working far away from home... If he got hurt, how would they ever afford the medical bills...
"Crack!" With a huge bang, Kang Xiaobo felt the sky spin and the earth tilt. Everything was finished...
"Aow..." A shrill howl jolted Kang Xiaobo with a start, yet when he touched the top of his head, nothing seemed wrong at all. He opened his eyes in confusion to find Zhang Naipao clutching his head and writhing on the ground in agony, his forehead smeared with blood.
Wei Zhao had struck with measure. He had not aimed at the back of the head or the temples, those two fatal spots, but had chosen the forehead instead. That bone is hard, and a chair leg coming down on it could not do too much damage, at most split the skin open and cause a mild concussion.
Of course, Wei Zhao had already shown mercy. Otherwise, no matter where he had hit, Zhang Naipao's brains would have burst open.
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