Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 1791 - 985: The Arrow Piercing the Soul

Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 1791 - 985: The Arrow Piercing the Soul

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Chapter 1791: Chapter 985: The Arrow Piercing the Soul

Night.

The cold moon hangs high, the gravel path.

Liang Sheng stepped back two steps and suddenly realized he couldn’t move, his shoulder was held.

Zhang Chi pressed his shoulder, stepped forward to confront Deng Xiang and the others: "You took his money, right?"

Deng Xiang sized up Zhang Chi with disdain: "What’s it to you?"

Duan Shigang looked at his former subordinate and chose to persuade: "Xiangzi, leave some room for future encounters."

Deng Xiang and Duan Shigang had long fallen out, they had already joined Zhao Xiaofeng’s force, and even hoped to become part of Brother Tian’s core team one day.

He acknowledged that Duan Shigang was very glorious once, but now, times had changed.

So, he showed no mercy: "Gangzi, I said, this is none of your business."

Duan Shigang gave a bitter smile: "Gangzi..."

Ge Hao chimed in from the side: "We took Liang Sheng’s money, it’s got nothing to do with you."

Zhang Chi squeezed Liang Sheng’s shoulder: "You tell them, whose money is it."

Deng Xiang laughed: "Say it, hurry and say it."

The boys behind him laughed along: "Say it, say it!"

It’s predictable, if Liang Sheng said it was his money, then Zhang Chi would definitely back down.

If he said it was Zhang Chi’s money, then Zhang Chi would definitely stand up.

Liang Sheng hesitated.

He was just an ordinary student, unable to deal with people like Deng Xiang, he just wanted to focus on his phone and eventually attend university.

Liang Sheng mouthed, wanting to say it’s his money...

Duan Shigang leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and suddenly said: "Liang Sheng, you had someone you liked before, right?"

He understood people like Liang Sheng very well.

The question seemed baffling, but Liang Sheng was stunned.

This was the deepest secret in his heart, he had a deskmate in middle school, pure and quiet, when Liang Sheng looked her way, she always smiled at him, causing him to harbor certain fantasies.

He was still a cheerful boy then, possessing the carefree brightness of youth.

But from that day, everything changed, a boy from the back swapped seats with him, he didn’t agree.

Everything changed.

He tried to resist, only to meet with more fists and kicks.

It was as if he were swallowed by weeds and dragged through the hallway, but he could endure it all.

Yet one day, he was dragged to kneel in front of the girl, meeting her surprised look.

Liang Sheng would never forget that for the rest of his life.

The physical pain and the humiliation embedded in his memory seeped into his soul like a slow poison, permeating his life.

His mind went blank, and he trembled all over.

Duan Shigang continued to ask: "Are you willing to continue?"

Liang Sheng didn’t want to, he didn’t want it anymore.

Zhang Chi demanded loudly: "Tell me, whose money is it?"

His voice carried the roar of a tiger.

Liang Sheng, accustomed to the pain and fear, shouted in anger: "It’s my money!"

Zhang Chi: "?"

Duan Shigang: "?"

Did I say it for nothing?!

Liang Sheng quickly added: "It’s the money I borrowed from you, it’s the money they stole!"

Zhang Chi got it and roared angrily at Deng Xiang: "Fuck your mother, repay the money!"

Ge Hao sprinted forward, kicked Liang Sheng, making him stagger.

"Who gave you the right to speak?"

Liang Sheng was furious, the painful past deeply stimulated him, he roared with his chest: "You like bullying people, huh! Do you think so little of me! I won’t back down anymore!"

Liang Sheng roared to the sky: "Come on, unleash my Hundred Lending Power!"

Zhang Chi, like a fierce tiger, swiftly charged at Deng Xiang.

Deng Xiang wasn’t afraid at all, experienced in countless battles, he blocked Zhang Chi head-on, muscles tense, throwing a punch at Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi took the punch head-on, pressing forward, and directly slammed him away.

Deng Xiang staggered back a few steps, finally stopping, his eyes shifting.

From the side, Ge Hao suddenly jumped up, a sack covered Zhang Chi’s head.

Deng Xiang sneered, lifted his leg, and kicked Zhang Chi struggling on the ground.

"Damn, how do you fight against me?" He was wildly arrogant.

Then he sneered while sweeping his gaze over Liang Sheng.

Liang Sheng’s originally surged courage dimmed quickly, and he became timid again.

Duan Shigang threw away the cigarette he was smoking, took off his jacket, and said: "Alright, Chuan Dao, it’s our turn."

After he finished speaking, he noticed no movement nearby, turning his head to find Chuan Dao was gone.

Liu Chuandao had long slipped away.

Duan Shigang was dumbfounded.

Deng Xiang kicked Zhang Chi on the ground, looking down: "Just the two of you?"

"Liang Sheng, you should join too, you can’t avoid it now." Duan Shigang walked towards the crowd, leaving behind a silhouette, powerful and leader-like.

’Indeed, there’s no escaping it.’ Liang Sheng thought, knowing he would definitely face retaliation.

It’s hard to rebel once, only to face even greater suppression.

He looked at the struggling figure on the ground. Zhang Chi had once said he would protect him, so Zhang Chi was still struggling.

In this world, there truly are people who would risk their lives for you.

So why should he give up?

All sorts of memories surfaced, and Liang Sheng solemnly said: "Zhang Chi, I want to borrow five hundred yuan from you again!"

’The power of the Hundred Lending!’

On the gravel path, Zhang Chi, like a trapped wild beast, ripped open the burlap sack with his hands, biting down: "Okay!"

Ge Hao took out another burlap sack, ready to cover him again.

Duan Shigang suddenly burst in, his right leg swung like a whip, hitting Ge Hao’s calf.

The huge sweeping force knocked Ge Hao over.

Deng Xiang was furious: "Looking for death!"

His lackeys surged in from all sides, and the fight began.

...

Outside the school gate, Hu Mei’s spicy hotpot stall, life was serene.

Zhong Huai was queuing at the entrance, noticing classmates, he greeted: "Jiang Ning, you guys are late, there’s no place left."

He glanced at the pairing of Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong, feeling a disharmonious harmony, the height difference was quite large.

Just as he finished speaking, Hu Mei from the shop greeted: "What a coincidence, I just got yours prepared."

Jiang Ning: "Thanks."

Hu Mei, a bit unused to it, couldn’t help but ask: "Just the two of you today?"

"Yeah."

So, Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong entered the shop.

Zhong Huai: "Uh..."

Zhang Zhaodi saw this scene, eyes flickering. After a few days at Fourth Middle School, she found Jiang Ning quite peculiar, often absent from class, and the little girl beside him even stranger, sleeping a lot, yet the teachers never seemed to mind.

’He’s from Wamiao Middle School, a shame, if I didn’t have a boyfriend, I might chat with him.’ Zhang Zhaodi thought to herself, then continued her queue.

Xue Yuantong sipped her cola, her dark eyes targeting the plate of fried skewers in front of Jiang Ning, suddenly saying: "Jiang Ning, can you suddenly give me 100 yuan?"

Jiang Ning: "What’s the benefit?"

"You’re 100 less."

Jiang Ning: "Ridiculous."

He didn’t give.

Xue Yuantong sighed softly, she wanted money to research remote control cars, but it was all tricked away by Jiang Ning.

She secretly vowed to save up a little stash in the future.

...

Fourth Middle School, Class 2.

Zhao Xiaofeng was reporting: "Yan Chuchen the senior agreed to our program, she is very much looking forward to it."

Qi Tianheng sat on the desk, casually said: "Good taste then."

There must be good taste, Zhao Xiaofeng, privately, gave Yan Chuchen a huge sum of two thousand yuan.

Zhao Xiaofeng eagerly flattered: "When Brother Tian makes his move, surely stunning the audiences! Countless beauties cheering!"

Last year’s New Year’s Day gala, Qi Tianheng was just an audience. This time, he will be performing on stage.

Another lackey said: "Exactly, at that time all the students from the three cities will recognize Brother Tian as the tiger descends from the mountain, leaving them at a loss!"

Zhao Xiaofeng slapped the lackey: "Damn, can’t you talk properly?"

Qi Tianheng’s face eased a bit, saying: "Actually, I prefer keeping a low profile."

Another lackey chimed in: "True, just right you run slow, no need to join the sports meet, definitely low profile later! Brother Tian, you’re truly far-sighted!"

Zhao Xiaofeng slapped the lackey again, angrily: "Damn it, shut up!"

Zhao Xiaofeng found Qi Tianheng’s face darkening, so he quickly tried to restore respect: "The sports meet is for ordinary folks to join, Brother Tian, your status! Those who labor with mind rule, those who labor with strength are ruled, why should Brother Tian step down?"

"Brother Tian, you just need to sit on high, everything will come to you!"

Qi Tianheng felt somewhat relieved, increasingly viewing Zhao Xiaofeng favorably, considering what are the others? Just riffraff.

Zhao Xiaofeng complimented some more, escorting Brother Tian out the door, fetched his road bike from the bike shed, and watched Qi Tianheng ride off the campus.

Only then did Zhao Xiaofeng feel quite good strolling, walking to the streetlamp, a beautiful figure turned around.

She had a sweet face and pleasing voice: "Hello, let’s get acquainted, I’m Yin Yu."

Zhao Xiaofeng was first surprised, what a beautiful girl!

"Hello, hello, I’m Zhao Xiaofeng!"

Yin Yu tilted her head: "I’m puzzled about something, can you help me understand?"

Zhao Xiaofeng was very gentlemanly: "Gladly, it’s an honor!"

Yin Yu smiled: "Tell me, why do you always gather low emotional intelligence lackeys?"

Zhao Xiaofeng’s expression froze, his heart panicked, sweating from his forehead.

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