547: Chapter 536 547: Chapter 536 Zhang Longhu brought Song Yun to the entrance of the gym and then stopped.
“You go in by yourself.
My advice to you is that the temporary pain of flesh and blood is nothing for a man.
But if you submit to them, you’re looking at years of misery.
Understand that.”
“I know, thanks, Brother Long,” Song Yun said earnestly.
“Alright, brother, I’m off.” Zhang Longhu patted Song Yun on the shoulder and then left the gym.
Song Yun walked into the gym alone.
At that moment, inside the gym, there were a few muscle-bound men working out and several more tender-looking men.
All of them were exceedingly effeminate.
Some stood next to the muscular men, watching with shining eyes, while others sat on the side, seemingly doing nothing.
Brother Tu and Tongtong held some status in the gym, and as they walked towards Song Yun, people working out would stop to greet them.
“How obedient, here so early,” Tongtong said with an ambiguous look at Song Yun.
“Couldn’t resist anymore?”
“What do you want?
Just say it,” Song Yun replied indifferently.
In order to keep a low profile, he was willing to take a beating without striking back, but that did not mean he would allow his dignity to be trampled on because of it.
If anyone dared to mess with Song Yun, he wouldn’t mind showing them why the flowers were so red.
“Tsk tsk, seems like you’re not too eager, huh?
Come on, follow us inside.” Tongtong said, not bothering to pull Song Yun, but instead wrapping an arm around Brother Tu and heading deeper into the gym.
Song Yun followed without any hesitation.
After several turns inside the gym, they finally came to a small room resembling a storage space.
In it, there was a large reclining chair, the kind one could lie on to lift weights, noticeably long.
“The new guy, your name is Song Yun, right?” Tongtong said with a smile as he walked up to Song Yun.
“Yes.”
“Ha-ha, Song Yun, let big brother see your Little Song Yun,” Tongtong lewdly glanced downward.
“Heh, sorry, not into that,” Song Yun responded, smiling as well.
“Oh?
Got some guts, huh!” Tongtong sneered, suddenly aiming a knee strike at the place where Little Song Yun resided.
“Damn it, going for a vicious move right off the bat!” Song Yun’s murderous intent surged, he shifted his body slightly backward, and then slapped his hand across Tongtong’s face.
Tongtong disdainfully watched Song Yun’s slow-moving slap as if it were nothing and leisurely reached out to grab Song Yun’s hand.
But the moment he touched Song Yun’s hand…
Strength!
An overwhelming force came from Song Yun’s hand.
Tongtong’s hand couldn’t even slow down Song Yun’s hand in the slightest, as it swept across and struck his face.
Crack.
The sound of bones breaking.
With one encounter, Tongtong was sent flying and crashed into the gym equipment with a loud bang.
The huge noise caused the others outside to pause, and then one said to another, “There goes another naughty kid.
Remember to call the doctor later.”
“No problem, ugh, Brother Tongtong always loves to play rough, always causing injuries to the newcomers.
Really,” another man said, shaking his head helplessly.
In the storage room.
After launching Tongtong with one slap, Song Yun looked at the pale-faced Brother Tu and said, “There are a few types of people I despise the most in life.
One is those who forget their ancestry, and another is those who forget their gender.”
Brother Tu opened his mouth, wanting to scream, but Song Yun simply kicked him out, and Brother Tu fell to the ground, rolling in pain.
“Damn it, was trying to keep things low-key, but I always run into these annoying pests,” Song Yun lamented as he looked at Brother Tu and Tongtong and walked over to where Tongtong lay.
Tongtong, having been hit by Song Yun’s punch, would have loved nothing more than to lay down in front of Song Yun and surrender.
As Song Yun loomed over him like a Demon God, Tongtong tried to say something, but Song Yun delivered a kick to Tongtong’s temple, happily knocking him unconscious.
Then Song Yun turned to Brother Tu and knocked him out using the same method.
After that, Song Yun crossed his arms and pondered over the situation, thinking about how to handle the aftermath.
He wanted to keep a low profile, but now he had knocked out two people – this was hard to explain.
As Song Yun was mulling this over, he noticed the barbell plates and various other pieces of equipment next to him, suddenly an idea popped into his head.
There were many barbell plates and some metal bars scattered around the storage room, almost as tall as a person.
Song Yun grabbed the fallen Tongtong with one hand, Brother Tu with the other, and with a heave, he threw them into the pile of items.
When the two collided with the pile, it caused the barbell plates and other items to fall down.
Not paying attention, the heavy items began to hit their bodies; dozens of pounds falling on them was enough to leave Tongtong and Brother Tu covered in blood within a few moments.
“My apologies, you brought this upon yourselves,” Song Yun said with his hands pressed together in a prayer, murmuring a few Amitabhas, then he picked up a barbell plate and struck his own head, creating a small cut.
He mustered strength to squeeze out some blood, covering his face in it, then he too lay down on the floor, pretending to be unconscious.
The commotion inside was too loud and had alarmed the people outside.
A few walked over and upon seeing the scene of barbell plates and items scattered all over the floor, along with three people lying there, they realized the new guy must have been hit on the head with a barbell plate, bloodied.
As for Tongtong and Brother Tu, their condition was even worse—almost crushed under the items, that was several hundred pounds of weight.
This time, these two would be lucky to survive without severe injuries.
Mo Yuyao quickly arrived on the scene, and seeing the terrible state of things, immediately called for emergency medical services, as Brother Tu and Tongtong’s conditions were beyond the help of a mere infirmary.
As for Song Yun, Mo Yuyao frowned, looked him over, found only a small cut on his head, and had someone carry him to the infirmary.
That day, Song Yun entered the infirmary for the second time, nearly bursting into laughter from delight.
Song Yun was first taken to the infirmary, and with no one else inside, he lay on the same bed as before, eyes closed, contemplating the boredom of staying there day after day.
It would be better to chat with that little sister Mo Yuyao and get to know each other better.
But to relieve his own boredom, he thought about approaching a completely unknown girl—and if this girl was ranked among other women, she would probably be in the top ten.
Was this really a good idea?