Chapter 18: Hey! Have You Seen Enough?

"What—what do you want?"
Zhou Zheng instinctively took a step back at these words.
Su Yifan, seeing his cowardly display, couldn't even be bothered to spare him another glance.
The three of them once again prepared to head toward the girls' dormitory.
But just as they were about to leave—
Suddenly!
Zhou Zheng shouted loudly to the crowd, "Someone, come quickly! There's an assault happening here!"
As soon as he spoke, people nearby, upon hearing there was a fight, started to gather around.
In no time at all, a crowd had formed.
Seeing so many people surround them, Zhou Zheng's confidence swelled. He pointed at Su Yifan and declared,
"Look, everyone, it's him! He attacked my classmate for no reason!"
At that moment, the two henchmen had returned to Zhou Zheng's side.
Both of them were clutching their faces, their eyes full of venom as they glared at Su Yifan.
Zhou Zheng pulled one of them over and pointed at his bruised, swollen face, crying out indignantly,
"Everyone, look! My classmate used to be a handsome young man, and now he's been beaten into a pig's head!"
"Please, everyone, judge for yourselves!"
As soon as he said this, the onlookers, unaware of the truth, began to criticize Su Yifan:
"What kind of person is this? Using his strength to beat people up—he's got no manners at all!"
"Exactly! Someone should call the police and have the officers lock him up!"
For a moment, the air was thick with accusations and insults.
Su Meng and Han Qingqing, two girls unversed in the harsher realities of the world, were frightened by the scene.
They huddled close together, anxious and at a loss for what to do.
Su Yifan saw the distress on his sister's face and felt a pang of pity.
He looked around at the crowd and barked in a thunderous voice, "Shut up! Anyone who keeps running their mouth, don't blame me if I hit you next!"
At his words, those who had been so vocal fell silent.
They were only here for the spectacle—none of them wanted to get beaten up for no reason.
Once the crowd quieted down, Zhou Zheng's previously smug expression turned dark.
He'd planned to use public opinion to force Su Yifan into an apology and humiliation.
Now that everyone had shut up, his scheme was falling apart.
Damn it!
Just as he was at a loss—
"Who's causing trouble here?"
"What are you all crowding around for?"
Two school security guards walked over.
It was the first day of the semester, and they were patrolling the campus in pairs to keep the students safe.
Passing by and seeing the large gathering, they came to investigate.
Zhou Zheng, thinking he was doomed today, was surprised that fortune seemed to be on his side.
Without hesitation, he rushed over to the two security guards and quickly recounted his version of events—
not forgetting to add some embellishments along the way.
The security guards already knew Zhou Zheng, aware that he was the privileged son of a wealthy family.
Helping him could very well benefit them in the future.
So, after hearing Zhou Zheng's story,
the two of them glanced at Su Yifan, and, seeing he wasn't from any notable family,
they strode right over to him.
"So, you're the one who started the fight?"
One of the guards questioned.
"That's right," Su Yifan admitted with a nod.
Hearing this, the guard pressed further, "Word is, you're not even a student here?"
Again, Su Yifan nodded.
At this, the two guards exchanged glances, then reached out to restrain Su Yifan.
"You're not a student here, and you assaulted someone for no reason. We're taking you in for questioning—please cooperate."
Seeing her brother about to be taken away, Su Meng panicked.
Han Qingqing was equally anxious.
But what could they do? They were just two girls.
Yes!
Arrest him! Take him away!
Zhou Zheng's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he watched.
Serves you right for crossing me.
You deserve this!
But just as everyone thought Su Yifan was about to be taken away—
"Get lost!"
Su Yifan's furious shout exploded.
In the next instant—
A shockwave of sound burst outward from him in all directions.
The two security guards had just reached for his shoulders, and the next second, they were sent flying.
"Bang! Bang!"
The two guards crashed heavily to the ground, knocked unconscious.
A collective gasp swept through the crowd.
Who is this guy?
Defying arrest in public? He’s got some nerve!
"Brother!"
"Meng's brother!"
Su Meng and Han Qingqing, seeing this, each reacted differently in their hearts.
Su Meng was worried—this was school, and if her brother caused a scene, he could end up in jail.
Han Qingqing, on the other hand, was too dazzled to care—she thought Su Yifan's actions were incredibly cool.
She was even more smitten.
Meanwhile, Zhou Zheng and his two lackeys stared wide-eyed in shock.
Especially Zhou Zheng, who had never anticipated Su Yifan would go this far.

Defying arrest so blatantly—how did he dare?
Wait!
He wasn't an ordinary person—he was a martial artist!
Finally, Zhou Zheng realized why Su Yifan was so brazen—he was a practitioner.
Knowing this, he was first startled, then the corners of his mouth curled up.
In the laws of Daxia, a martial artist who intentionally injures someone faces far more severe punishment than an ordinary person, with much harsher penalties.
This guy had already injured two students and now knocked out two security guards.
Under Daxia law, he'd be locked up for years before he saw daylight again.
With this in mind,
Zhou Zheng stepped forward, facing Su Yifan with righteous indignation,
"You're finished, kid! You assaulted our classmates and the security guards—no way you'll get out of prison for years! Hahaha..."
But before he could finish,
Su Yifan suddenly vanished from where he stood, reappearing right in front of Zhou Zheng. With a swift motion, his hand swung out in a powerful slap.
"Crack!"
A sharp, resounding smack echoed through the air!
Zhou Zheng spun around in place, disoriented, before Su Yifan delivered a precise kick, aiming straight for Zhou Zheng's precious jewels.
A moment later—
"Crack!"
The sound of something shattering rang out!
"Aaaaah—my...my...my balls!"
Zhou Zheng was sent flying, his body tracing a perfect arc through the air, landing over ten meters away.
The onlookers followed his trajectory, watching as he crashed to the ground and curled up like a shrimp, hands clutching his groin.
All at once, every guy in the crowd instinctively squeezed his legs together.
Just imagining taking a kick like that—only the victim could know the agony.
"Meng's brother, that was awesome!"
Han Qingqing gave Su Yifan a big thumbs-up.
She was thoroughly satisfied with the outcome.
Su Meng, seeing Zhou Zheng's miserable state, felt a sense of justice—but worry lingered in her heart.
"Hey! Have you seen enough, you two?"
At that moment, Su Yifan fixed his cold gaze on Zhou Zheng's two lackeys.
At that instant—
A chill ran down the backs of the two boys still gawking at Zhou Zheng.
They swallowed hard, then turned around, trembling.
Seeing Su Yifan staring straight at them—
"Thud!"
The two of them fell to their knees in perfect unison.
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