Realizing what was happening, Liang Xing immediately blocked the motorcycle, spreading his arms to stop its path.
"What are you doing? Move aside quickly, I really can't handle this."
Mao Qiang glanced at the approaching figure and said with a panicked expression.
"Brother Qiang, why? Do you know him?"
Liang Xing questioned, completely bewildered.
"I..."
Mao Qiang was momentarily speechless. He couldn't possibly say that he and his friends had all been beaten by this kid.
That would be too embarrassing!
At over twenty years old, he was still loafing around. Besides his friends who were in the same boat, his relatives and acquaintances in the neighborhood all found him annoying and unwelcome.
It was rare to have a neighbor's younger brother who always admired and looked up to him. He really couldn't bear to tarnish his image in the boy's eyes.
"I don't care, Brother Qiang, you must help me get revenge."
Liang Xing gritted his teeth and insisted.
"Xing Zai, it's not that I won't help you... How about this, you let me go back and find some friends, and we can corner him after school this afternoon."
Mao Qiang suggested with a serious expression.
This was, of course, a lie.
If he really brought some friends, they would likely beat him up upon seeing that this formidable person was the target.
After all, even Brother Biao, whom they admired and respected, had conceded defeat.
Liang Xing wasn't stupid and obviously didn't believe him.
Although he didn't know why Brother Qiang was afraid of that kid, he had finally found such an opportunity and had spent a week's allowance on it. He didn't want to let it go.
So, he suddenly turned and glared at the approaching Qin Tian, shouting loudly, "Hey, you stop right there!"
Mao Qiang was stunned.
Qin Tian heard someone calling him and looked towards the two on the roadside.
The person on the motorcycle had his back to him, and his face was unclear.
However, the teenager blocking the motorcycle and glaring at him, he recognized.
"It's you!"
Qin Tian's handsome face showed an innocent smile as he stopped and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the young man on the motorcycle, his mind already forming a guess.
"What do you think? I've been looking for you these past few days!"
Liang Xing said fiercely.
"Oh!"
Qin Tian nodded with a smile and asked again, "And then?"
Liang Xing's expression faltered, and he immediately realized he was being underestimated.
Recalling the humiliation at the track and field stadium last time, he became furious, his somewhat immature face flushing red.
"You scoundrel, don't be too arrogant. Get over here and kneel to apologize immediately, or you'll regret it today!"
"Really? Based on the reinforcements you've brought?"
Qin Tian's smile remained unchanged as he gestured towards the person on the motorcycle, urging, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry, don't be late."
Liang Xing's lips twitched slightly.
This was not how he imagined it would go!
Normally, when he brought Brother Qiang over, the other party should be trembling with fear and quickly apologize to him.
He had done similar things in middle school.
Back then, he was a good student and was bullied by a few punk boys in his class. So, he cried and called for Brother Qiang.
Brother Qiang was also riding a motorcycle that day, went near their school, and intercepted the three boys who were bullying him.
He didn't even lay a hand on them, just said a few harsh words, and the three were so scared that they immediately apologized. One even cried.
Afterward, those three boys who bullied him became his followers, making him quite popular at school.
It was because of this incident that he admired and respected Brother Qiang even more, starting to imitate him by bossing people around at school, and his studies naturally declined.
Fortunately, he was smart enough to barely get into Fourth High School.
"If that's all, I'll be going!"
Qin Tian, seeing that his reinforcements were not moving, felt a bit confused. However, seeing that the bell was about to ring, he decided not to waste any more time here.
"Brother Qiang!"
Liang Xing urgently shouted at Brother Qiang.
Qin Tian paused, his confused gaze falling on the somewhat flashy young man.
"Sigh..."
Mao Qiang sighed, dismounted from the motorcycle, and reluctantly faced Qin Tian.
"If you're going to fight, do it quickly. I'm really in a hurry, it's Yama's class this afternoon!"
Qin Tian said as he strode towards the two.
He planned to resolve this as quickly as possible and then run to class.
"Brother Qiang, hurry up and beat him!"
Liang Xing, recovering his senses, exclaimed with great delight, pointing at Qin Tian.
"Beat him, my ass!"
Mao Qiang turned and glared at him, his expression changing as he forced a fawning smile and pointed to himself, "Brother Tian, it's me, do you still remember me?"
Liang Xing behind him was instantly dumbfounded, his brain completely short-circuited.
What was going on? Who am I? Where am I?
"You are?"
Qin Tian frowned slightly, looking him over. He did find him somewhat familiar.
But he couldn't recall where he had seen him before.
"Brother Biao, near the internet cafe. We met last time."
Mao Qiang said with a sly smile, providing the crucial information.
"I remember now."
Qin Tian nodded as if a realization had dawned.
It was the day after he had been reborn, he had offended a woman at the internet cafe. On the way back to send Xia Nuannuan home, that woman had brought a group of people to block them.
This young man was the one who had first attacked him then and had been knocked down by him.
Qin Tian glanced at Liang Xing behind him and grinned, "So, you want to help him out this time?"
"No, no, it's a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding."
Mao Qiang shook his head like a rattle drum.
"Brother Qiang..."
Liang Xing also seemed to realize something, his face turning a little pale, and he hesitated to speak.
"Then it's nothing?"
Qin Tian asked with a light smile.
"Yes, yes, Brother Tian, hurry up and go to class!"
Mao Qiang nodded vigorously.
Qin Tian smiled and jogged towards the school.
Just then, the preparatory bell rang.
"Oh no!"
Qin Tian's expression changed, and he immediately accelerated. To the astonished eyes of Mao Qiang and Liang Xing, he vanished from sight in an instant.
"Brother Qiang, what exactly is going on? Why are you so afraid of him?"
Liang Xing asked, full of unwillingness and confusion.
Mao Qiang turned to look at him, fear still lingering, and took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, lighting one with a wistful gaze.
"Xing Zai, it's not that I'm afraid of him, it's just that I really can't beat him!"
After slowly exhaling a plume of smoke, Mao Qiang briefly explained the situation that day.
"You haven't met Brother Biao, so you might not understand. Just think of Brother Biao as being able to fight ten of me, maybe even more. And then, plus us, we all went at him together at that time, but what was the result?"
"Gulp!"
Liang Xing involuntarily swallowed.
"In less than a few minutes, we were all down for the count. You picked the wrong person to mess with. This guy is a martial arts practitioner. Forget it, okay!"
Mao Qiang put the cigarette in his mouth and patted Liang Xing on the shoulder, saying, "Xing Zai, the outside world is too deep, you can't handle it. Listen to me, you should just focus on your studies!"
After saying that, Brother Qiang got back on his motorcycle.
Liang Xing stood there like a statue, watching Brother Qiang ride away on his motorcycle.