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Chapter 1607 Earth-shattering
People never imagined that one day the events from storybooks would unfold before their very eyes. The shock, beyond human comprehension, left them speechless, for words could not express it.

After a slap was delivered, some people, taking advantage of their numerical superiority, reacted faster than they thought. However, these same people also got hit even faster. They had barely raised their arms when Wang Yan had already delivered a powerful slap across their faces.

Amidst the throng of petty thugs, Wang Yan engaged them in close combat, fighting hand-to-hand.

Considering the potential impact, Wang Yan selectively allowed himself to take many punches and kicks; after all, he was being ganged up on, and it wouldn't be right not to get some. As for the actual damage he suffered, there was none; these underdeveloped thugs couldn't break through his defenses. Of course, even fully developed thugs couldn't break through his defenses…

A few minutes passed like this. Wang Yan stood there panting heavily, his body covered in footprints. At his feet were the little hooligans, pouting and crying in pain.

Outside the group of people were those who watched Wang Yan warily, but dared not approach him.

Wang Yan suddenly dropped to the ground, adopting an offensive stance, which frightened the students facing him, causing them to hastily retreat.

"You're all bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong." Wang Yan laughed, and as if venting his anger, he kicked a group of people on the ground with light kicks.

"What are you doing? What are you all doing? Huh?"

Just then, a loud shout rang out. Immediately afterwards, the students who had been crowding around dispersed, revealing a middle-aged male teacher wearing glasses. This was the school's dean of students.

The head of discipline saw a group of people lying on the ground, and Wang Yan kicking them one by one. He immediately shouted...

Unsurprisingly, Wang Yan, who appeared to be the perpetrator, along with the victims lying on the ground and the students in the outer circle who were sure to escape, were all taken to the corridor outside the principal's office.

This is no small matter.

If it were just Wang Yan being beaten by so many people, as long as he wasn't dead or seriously injured, it would be a minor matter. But now, those who beat Wang Yan are lying on the ground, all bruised and battered, and that's the problem…

During this process, the news of what happened spread throughout the school in a very short time. Everyone was talking about it, saying that a seventh grader had been beaten up by a bunch of eighth and ninth graders. They exaggerated Wang Yan's performance in the fight, praising him to the skies.

The most lively place was undoubtedly Class 1 of Grade 7, since a significant number of students had gone to watch the spectacle and witnessed Wang Yan's incredible prowess firsthand. So, while the teacher was lecturing, besides the students diligently studying, quite a few were whispering amongst themselves, praising just how amazing Wang Yan was.

Qiao Sanli heard it too. Hearing Wang Yan being beaten by so many people, and hearing that Wang Yan, who was clearly the victim, was still scolded by the head teacher and taken away for treatment, she felt quite happy.

Although her father wasn't much of a figure, at least they had a father who could provide them with some money. With a good older brother, a second older brother, a younger sister, and a fifth younger brother, she wasn't alone…

Information regarding this fight is still being updated.

While the students were discussing this during their third period, people kept coming in from outside the school or riding bicycles, all hurrying towards the principal's office. Clearly, they were there to see the parents.

Even more shocking news spread around noon: apparently, someone saw their son beaten black and blue and, enraged, completely disregarded the fact that their child hadn't managed to bully Wang Yan, and proceeded to curse Wang Yan and insult his parents. In response, Wang Yan beat up that parent as well. Other parents who tried to intervene, attempting to sabotage Wang Yan, were also beaten up by him.

Those little thugs who had already been beaten by Wang Yan saw their fathers being beaten and, like father and son, rushed forward without a care in the world.

The school leaders and teachers were completely unable to control the situation, and some leaders and teachers were even punched and kicked.

So the scene repeated itself once again, except this time the parents and their little hooligan kids were lying on the ground groaning in pain.

Wang Yan yelled that he wanted to find the police so they could arrest all these people and shoot them at target practice, and then he received some compensation...

There is a dividing line between adults and children. Undoubtedly, this dividing line lies in their mindset and their understanding of the world. The so-called "brutal blows of society" are a relatively clear way to distinguish between adults and children. Many recent college graduates, and even those who have graduated three or four years ago, haven't yet transitioned from a student mentality.

But right now, in the eyes of these junior high school students, the most obvious form of adult authority is their invincible physical prowess. And what Wang Yan is doing now is nothing short of earth-shattering wherever he goes.

The students, like weasels that had just eaten a melon, jumped and ran around in the field, making a great fuss. The entire first day of school passed by in this excitement…

However, while the students in Class 1 of Grade 7 were deeply excited, they were also quite curious, because neither Wang Yan nor the two little hooligans who had been beaten up had returned.

The veteran teacher, who was also the homeroom teacher, didn't say anything, but earnestly advised everyone not to fight, not to cause trouble, and to study hard, and so on.

Before they knew it, it was time for school to end. Erqiang went downstairs with his classmates and then met up with Sanli. The two siblings left the school gate and went home together.

Even though it was already after school, the buzz hadn't died down. Walking among the bustling crowd of students leaving school, you could clearly hear people discussing the major events that had happened at school that day.

The brother and sister listened quietly until they left the school and were alone, at which point they began to discuss it.

"I just heard them say that Wang Yan didn't come back to class?" Erqiang asked curiously.

“Yes.” Sanli nodded in affirmation. “After the second class, he was called out and never came back. I don’t know what happened to him.”

"I even went to check it out. Two of the people who beat up Wang Yan today were from our class."

The brother and sister chatted about Wang Yan, and asked Sanli if she was adapting well, how her teachers and classmates were, and so on, until they arrived at Sha Mao Lane.

Looking at the long street, Erqiang hesitated and said, "Why don't we go and see Wang Yan? He's so pitiful, all alone, and then he got into a fight with those adults. I wonder how he is doing."

"Second brother, you go ahead, I'll go home and cook," Sanli said.

"Where are we going? I want to go too, I want to go too."

Erqiang and Sanli turned around and looked at the little girl behind them with a lollipop in her mouth and two braids. It was none other than the fourth sister, Qiao Simei.

"You want to go anywhere." Erqiang reached out and touched Simei's braid.

"Hey, don't touch my hair!" Si Mei slapped Er Qiang unhappily.

After joking around for a while, Erqiang said to Sanli, "Then you go home and cook, I'll go check on him."

"I'm going too!" Si Mei skipped and hopped along, not knowing what Er Qiang was going to do.

So the brother and sister headed west, with Qiao Simei following beside them, constantly nagging and never having a moment's rest.

"One hundred...twenty-eight!"

Qiao Erqiang looked at the doorplate and stopped.

"Second Brother, they're cooking meat, it smells so good!" Si Mei took a long breath, her mouth watering instantly.

Qiao Erqiang wasn't sure if it was true. Seeing the door open, he tentatively stepped over the threshold and went inside.

"Wang Yan?" he called out as he walked. "Wang Yan? Is this Wang Yan's house?"

As they were talking, he led Qiao Simei around the screen wall and they saw the small courtyard. There they saw Wang Yan, shirtless and wearing shorts, guarding the large pot in the shed.

"Brother Qiang, what brings you here? Come on over!" Wang Yan greeted him warmly, noticing the little girl following behind. "Is this Si Mei?"

Erqiang nodded and looked Wang Yan up and down: "Are you alright?"

"Do I look like something's wrong to you?" Wang Yan said, turning around to show that he was perfectly healthy.

"Then why didn't you go back to class?"

Wang Yan brought two stools over for the brother and sister, while he leaned against the shed and said, "I was brought back by the street officials. They and the neighborhood committee aunties chanted sutras for me for half a day. That's why I didn't want to go to school anymore, so I just came back to rest. Fighting is tiring, and I also took a lot of punches and kicks."

“But you look perfectly fine, there’s not even a mark on your body.” Si Mei noticed the problem.

"My injuries are internal, so you can't tell from the outside," Wang Yan said with a grin. "I got compensation, so I bought some meat to make braised pork and a roast chicken. I'm going to have to make up for it today."

"It smells so good!" Qiao Simei took another deep breath and blinked her big eyes at Wang Yan.

"Let's eat together. I've been cooking this for over an hour, and it'll be ready soon."

"Okay, okay, I love braised pork."

"Hello my foot!" Qiao Erqiang stood up irritably, pulling Si Mei's chair away. "You..."

Wang Yan didn't let him speak and pressed him down to sit: "Eat, why be so polite? I know you must feel sorry for me and came to see how I am. But I'm actually quite well-off financially. My father receives a pension, and the neighborhood committee and the street committee give me rice, flour, cooking oil, and other things during holidays. They also come to see me regularly and bring me canned food and fruit."

"And speaking of recent events, those people compensated me several hundred yuan today, which is enough for my food and drink. Your family has four children, none of whom earn money, and from what you've said, your father doesn't seem like a good man either, yet you don't live as comfortably as I do."

"You're absolutely right, brother. Can I call you brother?" Si Mei blinked her eyes and acted cute, going all out for meat.

"Call me Brother Yan."

"Hehe, Brother Yan!"

"You really are..." Erqiang was about to criticize Simei again.

"What is this, Brother Qiang? I think it's pretty good." Wang Yan chuckled, sniffed, and then said, "It's ready."

After saying that, he turned and went into the shed, got a basin, washed it, and ladled braised pork out of the pot. Not only braised pork, but he also added dried green beans and eggs.

"Wow……"

The four beauties had already come running in, standing on tiptoe and craning their necks to look, their mouths already drooling and their throats moving constantly.

"Wow, so much meat! Brother Yan, how much did you make?"

"Hey, it's hot, eat slowly." Wang Yan used a spatula to scoop out a piece of meat.

Si Mei immediately grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth, hissing from the heat and tilting her head back, determined not to let the meat fall out. Even Er Qiang, who was relatively composed behind her, couldn't help but let his Adam's apple bob up and down.

After serving the meat, Wang Yan tore off half a roast chicken and put it in the bowl.

"Okay, let's go back."

"Uh..." Erqiang thought Wang Yan was serving it to himself, but he didn't expect that Wang Yan was serving it to him to take home.

Wang Yan covered the pot with another basin: "What are you standing there for? Brother Qiang, it's not that I don't want you to stay, but Sanli is still at home, isn't she?"

"I thought you..."

"Alright, Qiang-ge, stop worrying and hurry back. It tastes better when it's hot."

"Then I'll go. I'll bring the basin back to you tomorrow."

"No rush." ​​Wang Yan waved his hand, and Erqiang and Simei, the siblings, left.

As soon as Wang Yan turned the corner of the screen wall, he heard Er Qiang berate Si Mei, complaining that she was too informal and saying he would tell Qiao Yicheng so he could deal with her when he returned...

"Sis, sis, look!"

Before I even entered the door, Si Mei's greetings had already reached me.

"What are you looking at?" Sanli, who was cooking, turned her head in confusion.

However, she saw Qiao Erqiang carrying a basin over, and Si Mei removed the lid from the basin, revealing the braised pork and chicken inside.

"Huh?" Sanli's eyes widened. "Where did you get this? And why did you bring the whole thing, basin and all?"

"Where else could it be? Wang Yan gave it to us. He was stewing meat when we got there, we just exchanged a few words and then it was done cooking." Erqiang recounted what happened, then scolded Simei, and stuffed a whole egg into his mouth...

"It's good that you're alright." Sanli nodded. "I didn't expect him to be so generous. How much does this cost?"

"I heard they lost several hundred yuan. How much meat must they have eaten?" Si Mei grabbed another piece of meat and started imagining as she ate.

Sanli also tried it: "I must say, his cooking is really delicious, much better than ours."

“This is meat, it’ll taste good no matter how you cook it,” Erqiang said. “Hurry up and cook the rice.”

"Yeah, sis, my stomach's growling," Si Mei urged.

So the three of them sat by the pot of meat, waiting for the rice to cook. While waiting, they took turns eating, each taking a piece of chicken. By the time the rice was ready, they had almost finished the meat.

When the three of them had served themselves rice and sat down at the table to eat, Qiao Zuwang came back carrying a bottle of wine and a piece of pig's head, humming a song.

"That's outrageous! The food was ready and they didn't even tell me to wait for them!"

As he spoke, he saw the braised pork and roast chicken on the table, and his eyes widened. "Where did this meat come from? Hmm?"

So Qiao Erqiang told him about Wang Yan's situation and what had happened that day. Qiao Zuwang sat there eating meat, commenting on Wang Yan and complaining that the children had eaten all the meat before him, and then fought with the children for the meat broth rice...

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