Chapter 18

Stunned!

Before he transmigrated, he had read quite a few Sihe Academy fanfictions; the one who always had to go out to beg for meat was Qin Huairu, how did it change to Jia Dongxu?

Could this be a tradition of the Jia family?

Or is it a skill developed by Jia Zhangshi?

"Jia Dongxu, have you ever seen a beggar begging for food?"

"Want to eat meat, no problem, I'll give it to you, first say a few nice things, call me Grandpa and let me hear it."

Wan Ping'an laughed.

"You treat me like a beggar?"

Jia Dongxu glared at Wan Ping'an.

"Aren't you a beggar?"

"I'm eating meat, and you bring a bowl to beg for meat, if that's not a beggar, what is it?"

Wan Ping'an asked back coldly.

"I'm not a beggar, I just came to ask for some meat to eat."

Jia Dongxu clenched his fists, glaring at Wan Ping'an, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"We are not related, I'm eating meat, and you come to beg for it, that's a beggar!"

"You are just a beggar!"

Wan Ping'an emphasized again.

"I'm not a beggar, if you dare call me a beggar again, I won't be polite to you."

Jia Dongxu pointed his finger at Wan Ping'an.

"You came to beg for meat, so you are a beggar."

Wan Ping'an provoked him on purpose.

His voice was very loud, and the entire back courtyard could hear it.

Some people even walked out of their homes to come over and watch the excitement.

"You still dare to say it?"

"Watch me beat you to death."

Being called a beggar again and again, Jia Dongxu's eyes turned red.

Coming to beg for meat was already shameful enough, and being humiliated repeatedly, he finally flew into a rage from shame, his anger exploded, and holding the bowl, he lunged at Wan Ping'an.

Bang!

Wan Ping'an kicked out.

Jia Dongxu flew backward into the courtyard.

"Quick look, they're fighting."

"Great, I haven't seen any excitement for many days."

"Haha, it's really too funny, Jia Dongxu is actually holding a bowl to beg for food."

Seven or eight people from the back courtyard gathered around.

Pointing at Jia Dongxu on the ground, each one was very excited.

Entertainment activities in the fifties were too scarce.

Chatting, gossiping, and watching the excitement were the most common entertainment activities.

With excitement to watch, many people would rather not eat or sleep than miss it.

"Wan Ping'an, I'll fight you to the death."

Being watched by the crowd and making a fool of himself in public, Jia Dongxu was even more furious.

He threw the bowl in his hand at Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an sidestepped.

The bowl hit the wall and shattered!

"With your thin little body, you still want to fight me to the death?"

"Come on, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

Wan Ping'an beckoned with contempt.

Jia Dongxu lunged over.

When he was kicked out by Wan Ping'an, he had already realized that he couldn't beat Wan Ping'an.

But with so many people watching, if he ran away, he would definitely be laughed at, be a coward, a wimp, and he wouldn't have the face to see anyone in the future.

He would rather be beaten than run away!

Bang!

Jia Dongxu had just rushed up when he was kicked flying again.

He clutched his stomach, his face deathly pale!

More and more people came.

At first, it was just those from the back courtyard, then those from the middle courtyard, and later, even people from the front courtyard came over to watch the excitement, watching Jia Dongxu get beaten.

"It used to be the Jia family bullying Wan Ping'an, how come it's the other way around today?"

"It must be a rebound from hitting rock bottom; Wan Ping'an was bullied too miserably, he woke up, started fighting for his life, and the Jia family is no match for him."

"Look at Jia Dongxu, his little face is deathly pale, how miserable!"

"I think he deserves it, he used to bully Wan Ping'an, now Wan Ping'an is hitting back, it's just a fair exchange!"

"Fight, let's see who can beat whom to death?"

Those watching the excitement are only afraid that things won't be big enough.

They kept fanning the flames.

"These bastards, why isn't anyone coming to break up the fight?"

"I can't beat Wan Ping'an, and I can't run away, it's too embarrassing, if no one comes up to break it up, won't I have to keep getting beaten?"

"How about I just pretend to be knocked unconscious?"

Jia Dongxu was very anxious.

"Stop!"

"We're all in the same courtyard, why are you fighting?"

A male voice came.

A middle-aged man with a square face walked in.

His appearance was honest and sincere, but his eyes revealed a trace of cunning.

Yi Zhonghai makes an appearance!