Chapter 31 — A Profound Lesson
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Wei Zhao grabbed the hair of the utterly incredulous Zhong Yongliang, dragged him roughly to the edge of the rooftop, and gave a hard shove, pushing half his body out over the edge...
"Ah—!" Zhong Yongliang let out a miserable scream. He felt his body give a sudden lurch and drop, and a cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. For the first time, the fear of death closed in over Zhong Yongliang's heart. He did not want to die.
Only when half his body was dangling outside the rooftop did Zhong Yongliang breathe easier. His lower body had not been thrown out over the edge along with the rest. But even so, he felt his clothes were already soaked through with cold sweat.
The hands Wei Zhao held on Zhong Yongliang's legs pushed forward once more. Zhong Yongliang shuddered all over. No longer able to care about his dignity, he wailed in a tear-choked voice, "Wei Zhao, I was wrong! Let me go! Don't throw me down! I was wrong, I'm really wrong—"
Wei Zhao said nothing, and again pushed Zhong Yongliang's legs forward.
"Brother Lin, Brother Wei Zhao, I beg you, spare me! I don't dare anymore, I'll never dare to provoke you again—" Zhong Yongliang's voice had gone strange with terror, and his whole body was shaking nonstop.
"I admit it was wrong of me to kick you yesterday." Wei Zhao said in a detached tone.
"Brother Lin, you were right to kick me, it was my fault. If you want to kick me from now on, kick whenever you like..." Zhong Yongliang was thoroughly scared out of his mind.
"If I said I was wrong, then I was wrong. I'm not one to use my power to bully others." Wei Zhao's voice turned cold, and the hand holding Zhong Yongliang's right leg suddenly let go...
"Ah—!" Zhong Yongliang had not expected Wei Zhao to let go the instant he said he would, and he screamed at once, feeling that his life had come to an end. But after wailing for a long time, he realized he was still suspended in midair and had not fallen after all...
Zhong Yongliang felt a warm current surge between his legs. He had wet his pants.
"Fine, fine, yesterday you were wrong, but I forgive you. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..." This time, Zhong Yongliang did not dare speak carelessly, only saying what Wei Zhao wanted to hear.
"I hope you remember what you said today." Wei Zhao gave a sudden yank, pulling Zhong Yongliang back from the edge of the rooftop and flinging him to the ground.
Zhong Yongliang felt as though he had just taken a trip through the gates of hell. His whole body was soaking wet, as if it had just rained on him.
For Wei Zhao, killing Zhong Yongliang could not have been simpler. But he was well aware that this was a school, not the war-torn North Africa. He could not kill Zhong Yongliang—at least not in a place as public as a school.
"Let's go." Wei Zhao smiled at Kang Xiaobo.
"Holy s***, Wei Zhao, you're way too fierce! You actually brought Zhong Yongliang to heel!" Kang Xiaobo had never expected Wei Zhao to be such a ruthless character, and his admiration poured forth like the rolling waters of the Yangtze surging east: "I, Kang Xiaobo, have decided. From now on, I'll follow you. From now on, you're my boss."
"Don't be so impulsive in the future. Fighting is not a good thing. It's fine to be brave, but don't go charging in blindly." Wei Zhao smiled.
"Got it." Kang Xiaobo said, a little embarrassed. "Boss, there's a girl over there looking at you..."
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