Chapter 42: It Makes Sense

Ning Weidong was baffled, wondering how he had offended Zhou Kun.

However, it was clearly impossible to explain right now, and he certainly didn't want to get his face beaten to a pulp in front of everyone.

Ning Weidong immediately raised his hands to block Zhou Kun's punch, while simultaneously pushing forward.

The immense force sent Zhou Kun staggering.

This move caught everyone present by surprise.

One had to know that Zhou Kun was someone of note in this area; he had practiced wrestling since he was a child and had done manual labor for years, possessing a raw strength of two or three hundred jin.

Hadn't they just seen it? Three grown men holding onto him had all been flung off at once.

Although Ning Weidong was tall and sturdy, no one thought he could beat Zhou Kun.

Moreover, Zhou Kun had attacked in a fit of rage and had the initiative; Ning Weidong, caught off guard, was sure to suffer a heavy loss.

Even Ning Weiguo had shouted in worry, "Weidong, watch out!"

Wang Yuzhen had clenched her fists, watching with a worried face.

Unexpectedly, the punch Zhou Kun had thrown with all his might was blocked by Ning Weidong with ease, and he had even been pushed back to stagger.

Zhou Kun took two steps back to steady himself, feeling even angrier; without a word, he lunged again.

Ning Weidong's original intention was to push him away and then ask what was going on.

Who would have thought this guy still wasn't thinking clearly.

If it were the original owner, he might have held back out of consideration for their years of friendship, but Ning Weidong wouldn't indulge him.

Some stubborn fools, relying on their brute strength, wouldn't listen to reason unless you turned up the intensity on them.

Seeing Zhou Kun swing his fist again, Ning Weidong frowned.

Although Zhou Kun had training and was not only strong but also fast, Ning Weidong's physical condition after crossing over far exceeded that of an ordinary person; focusing his mind, he saw that Zhou Kun's movements were clearly a beat slow.

Watching Zhou Kun throw the punch, he stepped forward and dodged to the side, letting the attack pass, then followed up with an uppercut that landed steadily and accurately on Zhou Kun's stomach.

To the onlookers, it seemed Ning Weidong hadn't used any force, but Zhou Kun felt as if he had been struck hard by a sledgehammer.

The intense pain caused his eyes to bulge, his stomach to churn, and his legs to lose control, causing him to fall forward onto Ning Weidong.

Ning Weidong stepped back twice, letting Zhou Kun collapse to the ground clutching his stomach; he groaned twice, then "bleh," and vomited all over the floor.

In an instant, a sour, foul odor spread; Zhou Kun had vomited up everything he had eaten that evening.

The onlookers—those from the front courtyard, the back courtyard, the side courtyard, and even those from outside—were all shocked.

Many blinked their eyes, not even having seen clearly what had just happened.

Lu Daye, who had just been trying to stop Zhou Kun, was also startled and rushed over: "Kunzi, are you alright?"

After saying this, he looked at Ning Weidong, wanting to blame him for being too heavy-handed, as everyone was neighbors.

But he opened his mouth and ultimately didn't say it; in that situation, if Ning Weidong hadn't fought back, he would have been the one beaten, not to mention that the Ning Family was not to be trifled with.

Ning Weidong met Lu Daye's gaze and said helplessly: "Lu Daye, you saw it just now; this was self-defense."

Lu Daye gave an "un" in acknowledgment.

Ning Weidong added: "What is this all about? We've always had a good relationship, I haven't provoked him, so why is he coming at me like this?"

By this time, Zhou Kun had recovered slightly; Ning Weidong hadn't used his full strength, having pulled his punch.

Zhou Kun clutched his stomach, his face full of grief and indignation; he wanted to open his mouth to explain, but it aggravated the spot where he had been hit, and the pain made him gasp so hard he couldn't speak! Zhou Kun was both pained and aggrieved, and unable to control his emotions, the big grown man actually started crying!

At this moment, someone who loved to stir up trouble saw Zhou Kun shedding tears and gloated: "Damn, that grandson Zhou Kun actually got beaten to tears by Ning Weidong!"

This sound was not small, and everyone on the scene heard it clearly. Now, Zhou Kun was completely socially dead.

It was Lu Daye again who hurried out to clean up the mess, shouting loudly: "Alright, everyone disperse! Go back to your own homes..."

Lu Daye had some prestige, and his shouting was quite effective.

The reason the situation had been uncontrollable earlier was mainly because Zhou Kun had acted like a madman, and no one could stop him.

Others had also been egging him on.

Now that Zhou Kun was behaving, things were much easier to handle.

Finally, only the three members of the Ning Family, Zhou Kun, Lu Daye, and Xue Daye from the back courtyard remained.

Xue Daye was two years younger than Lu Daye, formerly the Courtyard Elder of the back courtyard and a worker in the machine repair section of the Cotton Textile Factory; he was a rather old-fashioned and rigid man.

Zhou Kun had recovered a little, but having taken the beating he deserved and lost the face he had, he looked like a frost-bitten eggplant.

Ning Weidong exchanged a look with Ning Weiguo and took the initiative to ask: "Lu Daye, Xue Daye, you two are the most respected elders in our courtyard; what exactly is this all about?"

When Zhou Kun started the commotion earlier, Ning Weidong hadn't been home, and Ning Weiguo had stepped up; by rights, this wasn't something he should have had to deal with.

Fortunately, Ning Weiguo usually had some supporters who could help him block trouble at critical moments, otherwise, if he had really gotten into a brawl with Zhou Kun, his dignity would have been gone.

Following that, the aura of his position as Section Chief would also have dimmed.

Lu Daye glanced at Zhou Kun, then looked at Xue Daye, before stepping forward: "Weidong, tell the truth, was it you who spread the news about Kunzi's girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Zhou Kun also perked up his ears.

It turned out that after dinner tonight, word suddenly spread through the courtyard that Zhou Kun was seeing a "loose woman," and it was told so convincingly that it sounded as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

Zhou Kun was immediately enraged and immediately thought of Ning Weidong.

This was something only Ning Weidong knew.

He had previously warned him repeatedly not to tell anyone, but it had ended up known by the whole courtyard; it was simply outrageous! In a fit of heat, he went to find Ning Weidong to settle the score.

It just so happened that Ning Weidong wasn't there, and he was so angry that, in his stubbornness, he started making trouble with Ning Weiguo...

Ning Weidong remembered this matter regarding Zhou Kun; at the time, he had felt it was trouble, but he hadn't expected the retribution to come so quickly.

He glanced at Zhou Kun.

Zhou Kun looked away; after that brief encounter, he was truly a bit afraid.

The layman watches the spectacle, the expert watches the technique.

He himself was a practitioner and had personally experienced how heavy Ning Weidong's punch was; he knew better than anyone that it wasn't because he had been careless or accidental.

It was simply that he couldn't win; the gap was enormous.

Zhou Kun was not very educated, his thinking was simple, and right or wrong were secondary; strength was the only truth.

Therefore, after Ning Weidong displayed power that crushed him, the right or wrong of this matter was actually no longer important.

Ning Weidong said: "Lu Daye, the way you put it, what benefit would it be to me to spread this matter around?"

Lu Daye thought that was true too.

Ning Weidong added: "Furthermore, do you think I'm stupid?" As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Kun: "Only I know about this; if I talk about it and it gets spread around, Zhou Kun will definitely cause a scene. I have nothing better to do than to engage in such a thing that harms others without benefiting myself."

Zhou Kun blinked his eyes and looked at Ning Weidong: "It really wasn't you?"

It wasn't that he had suddenly become reasonable, but rather that at this moment, he felt everything coming out of Ning Weidong's mouth made a lot of sense.

(End of this chapter)