Chapter 77

Lingyun soon threw the matter of completely crushing Zhao Gang on the basketball court to the back of his mind; after all, it was nothing of great importance to him.

In the evening, Lingyun was pulled out of campus by Chen Jing, and the two came to a food stall to eat, saying it was to fulfill the promise of treating him to a big meal. Watching Chen Jing's happy expression while ordering, Lingyun smiled helplessly; it seemed Chen Jing had a particularly high level of enthusiasm for treating others to meals.

"Hey, big brother, look, there's a high-value beauty over there," a somewhat frivolous voice sounded beside them while the two were waiting for their food.

Chen Jing frowned and looked up; not far away, a group of people was walking toward the food stall. The person in the lead was a man with dyed red hair, his body full of the aura of a hoodlum. Several people followed behind him, presumably his lackeys.

"Yo, there really is one," the red-haired man couldn't help but brighten his eyes upon seeing Chen Jing, a trace of greed flashing through them. But remembering his mission, he couldn't help but suppress the stirrings of desire in his heart and walked toward the direction of Lingyun and Chen Jing.

Lingyun raised an eyebrow; after this group appeared, he felt someone spying on him, so he quietly spread out his Divine Sense. Soon, he discovered that at a street corner, a Mercedes-Benz was parked there, and the person inside the car was watching this side with binoculars.

"This young lady, it is an honor to meet you. Would you have any interest in having a drink with me?" The red-haired man walked up to Chen Jing and invited her using a clumsy, pseudo-gentlemanly etiquette.

"Hmm?" Chen Jing's brow furrowed slightly. It was rare for her to invite Lingyun out for a meal today, and she was quite happy, but as soon as they sat down, someone came to disturb them, which truly ruined her good mood.

"I don't know you, why would I drink with you? Before this young lady loses her temper, get lost!" Chen Jing said coldly.

The red-haired man was amused and slapped the table: "Yo, this little girl really has a big temper. I, your grandfather, just wanted to have a drink with you, and you're throwing a tantrum. Kid, get up; if she doesn't drink with me today, I'm not leaving!"

Seeing the red-haired man turn his spear toward Lingyun, Chen Jing's expression sank. She was no delicate flower in a greenhouse; she had seen plenty of these tactics back in Beijing.

"I'm warning you, get lost obediently, otherwise, you won't be able to bear the consequences." There was already a hint of warning in Chen Jing's tone.

"Heh, hehehe, can't bear it? I, Brother Ma, have stayed in this place for so many years and have truly never seen anything I couldn't bear. Kid, did you hear that? Get up." The red-haired man sneered and reached out, wanting to grab Lingyun's collar.

"Yes, yes, that's it." In the Mercedes-Benz, Zhao Gang watched the direction of Lingyun and the others through binoculars, a trace of excitement flashing in his eyes. "It's almost time for me to make an appearance. Hmm, what kind of way should I use to defeat these thugs when the time comes?"

However, a situation that made Zhao Gang's jaw drop occurred. Just as the red-haired man's hand was about to touch Lingyun's collar, Chen Jing suddenly stood up, reached out, and grabbed the red-haired man's right hand.

"Hmm, little girl, have you changed your mind?" The red-haired man looked at Chen Jing.

"Changed my mind? Change your big head!" Chen Jing sneered, twisted her body, exerted force with her right hand, and simultaneously kicked the red-haired man's left foot, causing him to lose his balance.

The red-haired man only felt a sharp pain in his left foot, followed by the world spinning, and he slammed heavily onto the ground. Chen Jing used a shoulder throw to take down the red-haired man and looked coldly at the remaining people.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, my waist is broken, my waist is broken." The red-haired man lay on the ground, letting out miserable screams.

"Brother Ma, Brother Ma, are you alright?" Several lackeys immediately surrounded him and helped up the red-haired man lying on the ground.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" The red-haired man pressed his right hand against his waist, his entire face twisted into a ball. Having mixed in these parts for so many years, he had never suffered such a big loss.

"You guys, go get them! Grab that woman, and don't let that man go either. Daring to throw me, I want to let them know what it means to have people they can't afford to provoke!" The red-haired man pointed at Lingyun and the two and shouted.

Seeing someone causing trouble here, and one of them being a famous local hoodlum, those who wanted to come forward to play the hero saving the beauty couldn't help but retreat a few steps, clearly not wanting to invite trouble upon themselves. However, what happened next made them involuntarily open their mouths wide.

Facing the few thugs closing in on her, Chen Jing hooked the corner of her mouth into a look of disdain. Instead of retreating, she advanced and kicked one of the thugs heavily. That thug screamed, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted, and he lay directly on the ground.

Another thug punched directly at Chen Jing's face, without the slightest intention of showing mercy to the fair sex. Chen Jing reached out and grabbed the fist swinging toward her, then delivered a kick right into the thug's crotch.

An earth-shattering scream rang out; the thug's face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver, and he slowly collapsed to the ground, clutching his crotch with both hands and rolling continuously. Listening to the thug's screams, every man present felt a chill in their own crotch.

The third thug's expression changed slightly; he stopped and reached into his pocket, seemingly wanting to pull something out. Chen Jing wouldn't give him the chance to draw a knife; she quickly stepped forward, swept out a whip kick, and kicked away the knife he had just pulled out. In the moment of the thug's astonishment, Chen Jing had already kicked him heavily in the jaw. The thug flew backward and fainted instantly.

The last thug saw his three companions all taken down by the delicate girl before him and was terrified. But the boss had already given the order, and he couldn't just stand by. After looking at Chen Jing, he decisively turned his focus to Lingyun and, with a roar, punched toward Lingyun.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jing wanted to go up and stop him, but it was already too late. Although in her eyes Lingyun was a genius student, she didn't think Lingyun had much strength when it came to fighting.

Watching the thug closing in on him, Lingyun smiled. Chen Jing couldn't beat them, so they were treating him like a soft persimmon?

Sitting in his seat without moving, he reached out and grabbed the fist of the thug attacking from behind, pulled him forward, and Lingyun slammed an elbow directly into the thug's stomach.

"Hah..." The thug's face twitched a few times, and he slowly slumped to the ground.

In just a few minutes of Kung Fu, all his subordinates had been taken down, one of them even in the most cruel way for a man, and the red-haired man's expression suddenly turned ugly.

In the Mercedes-Benz, Zhao Gang also had his mouth wide open. He hadn't expected Chen Jing to possess such high combat power, which directly caused his hero-saving-the-beauty plan to fall through.

"Now, do you still want to have a drink with me?" Chen Jing showed a sweet smile to the red-haired man.

But now, Chen Jing's smile was no different from a Devil's smile in the eyes of the red-haired man. Looking at the subordinate still lying on the ground wailing, the red-haired man couldn't help but shiver.

"No, I don't dare anymore."

"Then why aren't you getting lost?"

"Yes, yes, I'll leave right away." The red-haired man nodded hurriedly, then had a subordinate help up the one still wailing, and they fled the place as if flying.

Watching the red-haired man and his group fleeing rapidly, Zhao Gang suddenly felt that his desire to play the hero saving the beauty was truly overthinking it.