School Genius Bodyguard

Li Fei turned and walked out of the garbage recycling station. After walking less than a mile, three sedans came driving toward him head-on. A bad premonition surged in Li Fei's heart. Could it be that idiot Mr. Chang was leading people for revenge?

"Of course, who else could it be?" The ancient voice of the Evil God came from the slingshot.

Li Fei felt a bit panicky as a dozen gangsters emerged from the three cars, each wielding a weapon. One person with a knife would be enough to chop him into mincemeat, so Li Fei blurted out in panic, "What should we do, Old Dragon?"

"Damn, just chill!" The Evil God's languid voice came out, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

While they were talking, Gou Tui had already gotten out of the car and blocked Li Fei's path, "Brother Huan, look, we've finally found this kid!"

"Damn, kill him!"

Following Mr. Chang's command, a dozen yellow-haired gangsters emerged from the cars, holding knives and baseball bats, their murderous aura intense as they surrounded Li Fei. The leaders were none other than Mr. Chang and Gou Tui, who had just been taught a lesson by Li Fei.

"Kid, you dared to offend me. Today, I'll show you what death looks like!"

Mr. Chang bellowed with clenched teeth. He was always vindictive, especially since Li Fei had beaten him up badly. He had to settle this score.

"Why don't you ask your mom to do it, end me in bed!"

Li Fei sneered and then bolted. Taking on a dozen knife-wielding gangsters alone was simply a death wish!

However, Mr. Chang was clearly well-prepared. With a wave of his hand, he blocked Li Fei's escape route. A dozen gangsters surrounded him with cleavers in hand, the cold blades reflecting the sun's warmth with a dazzling cold light!

Mr. Chang sneered, "Kid, now you know fear, but it's too late. In your next life, don't be such a busybody, haha!"

Li Fei was really desperate now and could only hope for help from the Evil God inside the slingshot, "Old Dragon, think of something to help me, you're supposed to be all-powerful!"

The Evil God chuckled stress-free, "Damn, I told you already, you are now an Ancient Martial master. These little shrimps are nothing! Just go ahead and cripple them!"

"Are you for real?"

Li Fei was even doubting his own combat capabilities. But at the moment when a dozen cleavers were swung at him, Li Fei suddenly felt that he wasn't so weak after all and seemed to have some strength. So he reached out to block in front of himself, hearing a series of clinking and clanging sounds. Li Fei's slender arms were completely unscathed, and instead, the gangsters' cleavers were knocked flying, leaving their hands tingling. They looked at this apparently frail youth with astonished eyes.

Mr. Chang was even more surprised. Although he had been beaten by Li Fei, it had only been two people, barehanded. Now, even a dozen cleavers could not harm Li Fei. What was this, Ye Wen? Or Bruce Lee? Damn, he was too awesomely powerful!

Li Fei himself was also astonished at his own Divine Power. Although that sleazy master had taught him a few moves, those were all just fancy but impractical techniques, and sometimes he even lost fights with classmates! Now, he unexpectedly settled a bunch of gangsters all by himself! That was really too badass!

The Evil God had not lied to him; he truly had become an Ancient Martial master. Even his master's sleazy image seemed grand and imposing now! He couldn't help but feel a surge of ecstasy.

"Don't retreat, get him! Whoever kills him, I'll reward them with ten thousand!" Mr. Chang roared.

Money can indeed make the devil turn the mill. Tempted with a reward of ten thousand Yuan, the gangsters rushed at him fiercely, a torrent of punches and kicks falling on Li Fei like raindrops, but surprisingly, Li Fei was completely unscathed. He exerted his strength suddenly, repelling the gangsters around him, then with punches and kicks, in a matter of seconds, all of them were down, searching for their teeth on the ground while wailing pitifully.

"Come at me again if you dare!" Li Fei made a provocative gesture at Mr. Chang.

Anger turned to terror in Mr. Chang's eyes. Damn, this was unscientific! These gangsters had always been swaggering in school, battle-hardened each of them. How could they be wiped out by a frail youth?

"Damn, a bunch of trash, everyone attack!"

But this time, even though Mr. Chang's voice went hoarse, not one person was willing to stand up. One gangster cried, "Mr. Chang, my leg is broken, I can't get up!"

"My back's broken..." another sobbed with tears and snot running down.

Xun Tui, who was best at playing to the crowd, simply pretended to be passed out. Joking aside, this kid's combat strength was comparable to Ye Wen and Bruce Lee. Now wasn't the appropriate time to show off!

Li Fei wore a contemptuous smile on his face, pointing at Mr. Chang's face with disdain, "You really suck at being a gangster! You've completely disgraced the Black Society!"

Flushed with rage from Li Fei's provocation, Mr. Chang was embarrassed in front of so many of his underlings. How could he mix in these circles after such humiliation? He had to regain his face!

So Mr. Chang gritted his teeth and drew a dagger, stabbing suddenly towards Li Fei. Just as Li Fei was about to dodge in shock, his slingshot unexpectedly stretched its rubber band automatically, then snapped back violently, hitting Mr. Chang right in the face!

Smack! To everyone's surprise, Mr. Chang dropped the dagger and crouched, holding his face as a bonfire ignited on it. No matter how he slapped at it, he couldn't extinguish the flames!

"Help me, water..."

Mr. Chang rolled on the ground in agony, the flames growing fiercer by the moment, crying out for his parents in utter misery.

"Damn, go find water, what are you gawking at?" Li Fei directed the gangsters.

"There's no water!" They looked at each other, shaking their heads.

Li Fei sighed in resignation, "Well, I don't have water, but I do have pee if you want some?"

Fuming, Mr. Chang was almost spitting blood. Damn, this was too much! No matter what, Mr. Chang was the dominant figure in Zhonghai's schools. Being peed on, how could he continue to blend in?

But with the flames scorching his face, his life was in danger if he didn't douse them soon! After a moment's thought, Mr. Chang decided it was better to live than to save face, so he begged pathetically, "Alright then, please pee on my face, hurry, save me..."

"Really? You're that shameless?"

"The flames are at my eyebrows, for heaven's sake, just pee!"

Damn, this was a blatant insult!

"Then beg me again!"

"Please, I beg you, be kind, big brother, grandpa, ancestor..."

"Hmm, seeing as you're so sincere, I won't stand on ceremony then!"