Chapter 207

After lunch, the spoiled brats were locked in the dormitory, starting to scratch their heads and pull their ears as they wrote their reflections.

This is to be checked.

"Brother, I have a sample essay here—100,000 each. Want one?"

Zhao Xiaoyang leaned close to Zheng Long and whispered.

Don't be fooled by Zheng Long's usual eloquence; he's great at spinning tales.

But when he starts writing, he doesn't even know how to write his own name.

Zheng Long stared at Zhao Xiaoyang, astonished: "Brother, isn't that too pricey?"

"If you don't want it, forget it!"

Zhao Xiaoyang was decisive—he turned and walked away.

Zheng Long grabbed Zhao Xiaoyang: "Fine! I'll take it for 100,000, but don't give this sample to anyone else."

"Don't worry—I still have dozens more," Zhao Xiaoyang chuckled.

"Ni ma…" Zheng Long muttered.

After Zheng Long wrote an IOU and handed it to Zhao Xiaoyang, Zhao Xiaoyang produced a printed sample and passed it to Zheng Long.

Zheng Long looked it over, then started copying the sample.

At the same time, Zhao Xiaoyang rushed to Xu Jing: "Brother Xu, want a sample? 100,000 each."

Xu Jing shook his head: "Get lost! I'll write it myself—I'm feeling inspired, ideas flowing."

Yan Xiong beside him grabbed Zhao Xiaoyang: "Brother, I want one!"

In less than half an hour, Zhao Xiaoyang sold all twenty copies he had.

He made a clean profit of two million!

Too bad he couldn't get into the girls' dorm—otherwise he could have made even more.

"Zhao Xiaoyang, you bastard, where'd you get these printed articles?"

After Zheng Long finished copying, he compared it with a few teammates and only then felt relieved to see they differed.

"Wasn't this morning free time?" Zhao Xiaoyang chuckled. "I ran to the instructor's office and downloaded it from the net."

"Ni ma…"

Zheng Long and the others were speechless.

"Brothers, this money I took isn't for myself—I'll donate it in Bian Rong's name to their school, to earn some merit for her. Bian Rong is the girl executed this morning—do you know her story?"

The spoiled brats immediately perked up.

"I know about this," Zhao Xiaoyang said. "Back then Yanjing had a serial murder case—all the victims died of gas poisoning…"

Zhao Xiaoyang's fundraising scheme wasn't Lin Feng's idea—Lin Feng didn't even know about it.

It was simply because Zhao Xiaoyang, with a chivalrous heart, wanted to do something for Bian Rong.

After Zhao Xiaoyang finished, Xu Jing roared: "Damn, so that's how it is—those bastards deserved to die; if it were me, I'd at least chop them into eight pieces, leaving no whole corpse!"

As his words fell, someone nearby sneered: "Master Xu, you've done plenty of that yourself, haven't you?"

"Bullshit!" Xu Jing retorted: "I've never used force, though my methods are a little shady…"

He trailed off mid-sentence.

Among the spoiled brats present, a few hadn't done that kind of thing.

To put it bluntly, if they hadn't settled things with money afterward—using both soft and hard tactics—they'd have been locked up long ago.

Not even mentioning the death penalty, getting ten or eight years would be considered light.

By the end, each felt ashamed inside.

Zhao Xiaoyang looked at Xu Jing's furrowed brow and sneered: "Brother Xu, you've got nothing left to say, huh?"

Xu Jing chuckled, stubborn: "I've never done anything out of line."

"Slap~"

Zhao Xiaoyang slapped Xu Jing on the back of the head: "If you haven't done anything out of line, how'd you get in here?"

Xu Jing was dazed, staring blankly at Zhao Xiaoyang.

"You damn well dare mess with my brother's woman—if you hadn't been taken away a minute early that day, your head would've been blown apart," Zhao Xiaoyang chuckled.

"You… who's your brother?"

Xu Jing widened his eyes and asked.

"You guys call him the Demon King in private, right?" Zhao Xiaoyang said.

"Instructor Lin!"

Li Tai said blankly.

Zhao Xiaoyang chuckled.

Xu Jing finally reacted, wry smile: "So… so the big star Han is the Demon King's woman!"

"Brother Jing, what's going on?"

Fan Yuhao asked curiously.

Xu Jing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Yan Xiong looked at Xu Jing expectantly: "Brother Jing, tell us!"

Xu Jing glanced at Zhao Xiaoyang, then muttered: "Yeah! I fell for Han Xiang—she knows? I've been chasing her, but she ignored me, so that day…"

After Xu Jing finished, everyone stared at him in surprise.

"You know my brother has a gun permit? He's always got a gun on him—you showed up that day with your lackeys looking cool! All in black suits, ties, sunglasses, even made someone drive on the highway to force my sister-in-law's car into that liquor store," Zhao Xiaoyang sneered.

If my brother had arrived earlier, he'd have blown you lot away as society people—no one would have had a reason to cause him trouble.

You know about the recent missing young women case, right?

There was a guy named Jing Fei who picked up a bunch of gold-digging girls, played role-playing, and as a result my brother found him and smashed Jing Fei and the eight Embroidered Uniform Guard beside him all to pieces.

You, Xu Jing, compared to Jing Fei, just have a bit more money at home.

To say something unpleasant, even if I smash you, my brother won't have any trouble; at most he'll just take back your gun permit.

Zhao Xiaoyang still had some things unsaid, but Lin Feng had already figured out a way to deal with the Xu family..

But saying these words would leave Xu Jing unable to save face.

Cold sweat broke out on Xu Jing's forehead.

I never expected that on that day he would actually walk past the Ghost Gate Pass, and he himself was completely unaware.

"No wonder, no wonder the Demon King always targets me; that's how it is!"

Xu Jing suddenly realized and said.

Zhao Xiaoyang snorted coldly: "My brother isn't that petty; messing with you a bit would just vent his anger."

Xu Jing nodded and said, "No more, no more! Han Xiang will be my sister-in-law from now on; whoever bullies her, I, Xu Jing, won't let them off!"

Zhao Xiaoyang patted Xu Jing's shoulder and said, "I'll pass this on to my brother. By the way, the upcoming military training isn't meant to mess with us; it's to help us master some military skills so that if we encounter any danger later, we'll be able to save ourselves, right?"

"Haha! That's only natural!"

"To be honest, I also want to become a sharpshooter like the Demon King."

"The Demon King is really amazing!"

After a round of flattery, Yan Xiong curiously asked: "Zhao Xiaoyang, what's the Demon King's background?"

Having said that, he glanced at Zheng Long.

Zheng Long had already lowered his head at that moment.

His "Great Demon King Warrior King Theory" was proven false, which was a bit embarrassing.

Zhao Xiaoyang glanced at Zheng Long and said with a smile: "My brother is a Warrior King; he single-handedly fought his way to Myanmar and saved a young lady from a conglomerate! Of course, this can't be discussed in detail; everyone just needs to know."

Zheng Long's eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Look, look! I'm telling the truth, right?!"

Fan Yuhao gave Zheng Long a sideways glance and chuckled: "Xiaoyang, how many girlfriends does the Demon King actually have?"

Zhao Xiaoyang said: "Many, really! Besides my sister-in-law Xiang, you also saw Sister-in-law Yao today! Besides these two, there are many more. As for how many, I, as his brother, don't even know."

Damn it!

"The Demon King is really amazing!"

Now Lin Feng's prestige is growing among this bunch of rich kids in their hearts; Zhao Xiaoyang told Xu Jing the truth because he thought it best for this guy to find out sooner.

Otherwise, if later he developed feelings from being tormented by Lin Feng and only then learned the outcome, it would leave a knot in his heart.

At the same moment, Lin Feng took Qi Yao's hand, followed behind her, and entered the dark and gloomy cave.

Since the last time he saw a ghost, he hasn't come back.