Chapter 48: You're not that good at fighting, are you?

Jiang Liangjin seized another person's wrist, and the man whose wrist was twisted broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Groaning, he was shoved backward, crashing straight into several companions behind him.

"Trash! You hit me again!"

The bald man hurriedly dodged, spat, ground his foot in the sand, and his already ferocious face grew even more menacing with anger.

"More than a dozen of you can't handle a high school student—what are you even paid for?"

His companions behind him flushed and paled, scrambled to their feet, brushed off the sand, and their eyes hardened with ruthlessness.

Clearly unwilling to accept defeat.

A man in a black vest clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, moved to Jiang Liangjin's left side, and suddenly threw a punch.

Straight at Jiang Liangjin's cheek.

Mu Youyu's pupils contracted, and she instinctively shouted, "A Jin, left!"

Jiang Liangjin seemed to have anticipated it; without turning, he stepped back half a step with his left foot, slightly turned his body, and just avoided the punch.

At the same time he raised his right hand and slammed his elbow hard into the black-clad man's ribs.

The black-clad man clutched his stomach and bent over, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

Jiang Liangjin gave him no chance to breathe, grabbed the black-clad man's collar with his right hand, yanked him forward, then shoved him back.

The black-clad man knocked over another person who had rushed forward.

The sand instantly became a chaotic mess.

Jiang Liangjin stood there without letting anyone touch a single hair, his icy gaze making it impossible to look away.

"Young Master Jiang is so handsome!"

"Young Master Jiang, go on and beat him!"

"Charge! Charge! Charge!"

Mu Youyu stood where she was, her fingertips slightly chilly, her thoughts drifting a bit.

She knew Jiang Liangjin could fight; when she was young and visited the Jiang Family, she often saw international-level coaches teaching him Sanda and Taekwondo.

But whenever she came, Jiang Liangjin would stop, while the coaches kept praising him.

So she had never seen him fight in earnest like this.

Usually, Jiang Liangjin was gentle with her, his voice carrying a clear, moist laugh when he spoke, and sometimes he would act spoiled toward her.

But now, there was no trace of warmth in his brows and eyes; every movement was clean, decisive, and ruthless.

It seemed as if he were born to be this way; standing there, the oppressive aura emanating from him left her dazed.

Her gaze swept over the surroundings; the students in the stands were still whispering.

"Young Master Jiang is so handsome, he's handsome all over my face!"

"How terrifying—how did Lan Lin let these people in? What are the security guards even doing?"

"They're so fierce."

…

Yu Ci stood beside Gu Xingnan, rubbing his waist; seeing Jiang Liangjin alone handling seven or eight people, he anxiously clenched his hands.

"Damn, how can these people fight so well? Will A Jin be okay?"

He said that and was about to rush forward, but Gu Xingnan grabbed his wrist again.

"Don't go."

Gu Xingnan's voice was faint; he had wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, leaving only some redness and swelling: "If we go up, we'll only distract him; if any of us gets hurt, he'll have to split his attention to protect us."

Yu Ci gritted his teeth, seeing someone behind Jiang Liangjin's back trying to sneak a kick at him.

He didn't even stagger, instead he grabbed the person's ankle with a backhand and twisted it hard.

Another anguished cry rang out; the person crashed heavily to the ground, his ankle twisted at an unnatural angle.

Yu Ci's fist clenched even tighter: "But I can't just watch A Jin fight alone, can I?"

Although A Jin can fight, but what if something happens…

"Don't rush; let's wait."

Mu Youyu's gaze darkened: "The security should be here soon; I just called the police…"

She paused, thought of something, then suddenly looked at the scattered broken arrows and fallen wooden targets at the edge of the field: "You stay here and don't move."

Gu Xingnan and Yu Ci heard her and instinctively followed her gaze.

At the stable entrance hung several sets of leather reins, fastened with metal buckles.

Gu Xingnan and Yu Ci immediately understood her meaning, nodded, and indicated they understood.

Mu Youyu took advantage of everyone's focus on Jiang Liangjin, ran over, circled to the stable, slightly tiptoed, and pulled hard on the longest rein.

This rein was meant for adult horses.

"Damn, how can this kid fight so well!"

The bald man rubbed his stomach where Jiang Liangjin had kicked him, looking at the fact that more than half of his side had already gone down, his eyes blazing with fire.

He glanced at the sidelines, then suddenly saw a bow rack in the corner, still holding two unstrung recurve bows.

He immediately rushed over, grabbed one, and pointed the arrowhead at Yu Ci: "Don't move! If you move again, I'll shoot through his arm!"

"These two guys and that Gu something are in cahoots!"

He didn't dare hurt that Gu something, but can't he hurt his friend?

Gu Xingnan snorted coldly, stepped in front of Yu Ci, and gave the bald man a cold stare: "You dare?"

"What do I have to be afraid of!" The bald man's hand trembled, but he forced himself to pull the bowstring even tighter.

Anyway, someone said that if anything happened, he'd take the blame.

But that person said not to hurt anyone with the surname Gu…

Just give him a lesson.

But...

His subordinate struck too early, without restraint, and the Gu-surname guy's face was disfigured.

Wouldn't that be hard to explain?

Mu Youyu saw this and her heart tightened.

We can't wait any longer, or we'll be discovered.

She grabbed the reins, threw them behind the bald man, and the reins, carrying inertia, wrapped around his ankle.

He tripped, the bow in his hand instantly swung off aim, and the arrowhead grazed Gu Xingnan's shoulder before sticking into the sand.

Jiang Liangjin seized that split second, left hand pressing the bald man's wrist holding the bow, right hand clenched into a fist and struck his chin.

With a cracking sound, the bald man's head snapped back, the bow fell to the ground, he went limp in the sand, and nosebleed streamed down his chin, smearing his neck.

"Big brother!" the remaining few, seeing the bald man hit, red-eyed charged forward, but Jiang Liangjin blocked them one by one.

He was neat and tidy, his hair not messed up, just his clothes a little dirty.

His movements remained crisp, each action precise and ruthless, leaving the students in the stands afraid to breathe.

A sharp siren sounded in the distance, growing closer.

Someone in the stands whispered: "The security has finally arrived!"

Those people panicked at once, two trying to run toward the back gate of the archery field, but Jiang Liangjin blocked their way.

He leaned against the wooden target, his breath steady, his whole body exuding a cool, hostile thinness, "What are you running for? Weren't you just so good at fighting?"

Soon, over a dozen people in security uniforms rushed into the archery field, holding rubber batons.

Seeing the chaos on the field, they immediately formed a circle, trapping the remaining people.

"Squat down! Hands on heads!"

The security captain was a man in his forties, with a loud voice, tall build, and very imposing.

He hurried forward, first glanced at Mu Youyu, seeing she was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to the other three: "Young Master Jiang, are you all right? Where are Young Master Yu and Young Master Gu?"

"I'm hurt!" Yu Ci shouted.

The security captain also saw his facial injury, which looked like he'd been punched a few times, then grazed by a broken arrow; the wound wasn't deep, but he still felt uneasy: "Young Master Yu, go get it treated first!"

Jiang Liangjin walked straight over to the few people, pointed at the bald man squatting on the ground, his tone unchanged: "They started it; the surveillance caught it."

"Young Master Jiang, rest assured, we've already sent someone to pull the surveillance! We'll take them away now!" The security captain waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to lift them up.

The security captain received Mu Youyu's call and felt the voice was familiar.

Upon meeting her, he realized it was indeed Mu Youyu and was startled, after all, she was Xishao's younger sister!

Back in A City, Mu Youyu had been bullied, and he had come along with Xishao, so he knew what she looked like!

Are these people just bored to death…