Chapter 7 — A Single Kick Sent Him Flying
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 2
"I know that. Do I need you to tell me?" Zhong Yongliang waved a hand. "That's why you need perseverance..." Before he could finish, he saw a young man in a yellowed white sleeveless undershirt and dirt-yellow trousers striding rapidly toward him, and he froze.
Wei Zhao walked straight up to Zhong Yongliang and, without a word, raised his foot and kicked him square in the rear, sending him sprawling face-first into the dirt. Then Wei Zhao turned around and walked straight back to the car without so much as a backward glance.
Zhong Yongliang had been about to hold forth at length on his pursuit of Gu Mengyao, and was just warming to his subject, when he felt a sudden kick to his backside and pitched forward, crashing to the ground.
"Who? Tired of living? Who dares kick me?" Zhong Yongliang struggled for a good while before managing to get back on his feet, his face filthy with dust, and he cursed at the top of his voice.
"It was that migrant worker just now..." Gao Xiaofu said hastily.
"Then what are you all standing there gaping for? Chase him!" Zhong Yongliang roared furiously. "Catch him and beat him bloody!"
"Young Master Zhong, he's already gone..." When Zhong Yongliang was kicked down, his men had all been focused on whether he was all right, and in the blink of an eye, that migrant worker had vanished.
"Damn it!" Zhong Yongliang cursed. "I know what he looks like. Tomorrow I'll have posters made and sent to every construction site in the city to find him. A common migrant worker dares to kick me? I'll make sure he can't survive in Songshan City. You just wait—"
"Yaoyao, who knew this Wei Zhao had such nerve? He actually dared to kick Zhong Yongliang?" In the car, Shen Yushu stared with wide eyes, watching in disbelief at what had just happened.
"I think he is crazy." Gu Mengyao had not expected Wei Zhao to pull such a stunt either, though she had to admit it was rather ingenious. But she had already decided not to use him, and no matter what he did, she would count him as unqualified.
"Yaoyao, why don't you just keep him?" Shen Yushu suggested.
"Xiaoshu, whose side are you on?" Gu Mengyao glared at her and said strangely, "Don't tell me you are in heat and have fallen for this migrant worker?"
"Pah!" Shen Yushu hurriedly shook her head, "Yaoyao, you are the one who has fallen for him!"
"If you have not fallen for him, why keep him? To embarrass us?" Gu Mengyao said, quite baffled.
"No, think about it. Zhong Yongliang lords it over our school and no one dares to provoke him. Now at last comes a fearless greenhorn who is not afraid of him, so there will be plenty of fun to watch," Shen Yushu said slyly, "If those two start fighting, Zhong Yongliang will have no time to pester you, right?"
"Fight? Do you think Zhong Yongliang is so easy to mess with?" Gu Mengyao hit the nail on the head as she laid out the stakes, "He is just a lowly migrant worker. Would Zhong Yongliang not beat him to death?"
"Yaoyao, how can you be so dense? You still have to respect the master when you beat his dog. With you backing him up, what is there to fear from Zhong Yongliang?" Shen Yushu curled her lip in disdain, "Besides, is there not still me?"
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