"Fight!" More than a dozen sturdy sports students, wielding baseball bats, roared in unison and charged towards Zhang Fan.
A series of crackling sounds erupted, followed by various shrill screams that echoed loudly across the spacious rooftop.
"Holy crap, Brother Fan, you're amazing! From now on, you're my idol!" Zhuo Tairan shrieked.
Watching Zhang Fan effortlessly snatch a baseball bat, the once arrogant and cool sports students appeared as fragile as chicks under his control. One hit per person, and within ten seconds, the previously aggressive sports students were all lying on the ground, writhing in agony. Zhuo Tairan couldn't help but feel excited; he hadn't felt this exhilarated in a long time.
Even Qiao Yicheng's eyes widened. He mentally estimated that even if he brought all his subordinates to face a fierce fighter like Zhang Fan, their outcome would likely be no better than Liu Yufei's.
Zhang Fan walked up to Liu Yufei, propped the baseball bat, and looked down at him. "I said that anyone who makes a move against me will pay the price, and you are no exception."
"If you dare hit me, I have a hundred ways to get you expelled from school!" Liu Yufei gritted his teeth and threatened.
Upon hearing this, everyone cast contemptuous glances at Liu Yufei. He couldn't win and resorted to threatening the school; how pathetic.
Although they were all delinquents, they had a principle when fighting at school: no matter the outcome, they kept it to themselves. Someone like Liu Yufei was the most despicable.
"Today, I'll cripple one of your hands. Consider it a lesson learned, so everyone doesn't think I, Zhang Fan, am easy to mess with." Zhang Fan ignored Liu Yufei's threat and spoke to himself, then stomped his foot onto Liu Yufei's chest.
Hearing this, Liu Yufei's face turned deathly pale. As a sports student, and a third-year sports student at that, the consequences of having his hand broken were unimaginable. Not only would it delay his training significantly, but even after recovery, it would impact his future athletic career.
Liu Yufei struggled violently with his right hand, his voice laced with a hint of crying, finally showing fear. He pleaded, "No, spare me, spare me..."
"There's no opportunity anymore." Zhang Fan gently shook his head, picked up the baseball bat in his hand, and smashed it down without hesitation.
A crisp sound of bone breaking echoed, accompanied by Liu Yufei's scream. The scream was so pitiful that everyone on the rooftop couldn't bear to watch.
"You're dead, you're dead! I will never let you go!" Liu Yufei felt the broken bones in his right hand, his mind going blank. His face contorted, and he muttered incessantly.
"I said, if you want to fight, I'm always ready. But if you dare to provoke me again, next time it won't just be a crippled arm." Zhang Fan said.
After crippling Liu Yufei in front of everyone, Zhang Fan didn't stop. He walked towards another teenager wearing a black t-shirt. Zhang Fan stepped on his chest and said, "I remember you said earlier that you wanted me to know what true fear is?"
The black-shirted teenager had just witnessed Zhang Fan's brutality. How dare he speak now? His waist trembled continuously, a result of being hit by Zhang Fan's bat earlier. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
"Now, I will let you know what true fear is, just like Liu Yufei. I'll break one of your hands."
"I'll give you a choice: left hand or right hand? You have three seconds." Zhang Fan said unhurriedly.
Hearing this, the black-shirted teenager's throat bobbed. He tried to lift his head to look at Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with pleading. No matter which hand was broken, it would be a fatal blow to them as sports students.
"Alright, time's up. Since you won't choose, then both hands it is." Zhang Fan remained unmoved, his voice cold.
"My right hand! I want my right hand!" The black-shirted teenager, hearing Zhang Fan's words, was greatly alarmed and finally couldn't help but scream.
"Too late." Zhang Fan's eyes sharpened, showing no mercy. The baseball bat in his hand descended swiftly, and with a scream, two more arms were broken.
The crowd faintly heard the sound of bones breaking. Looking at Zhang Fan, whose expression remained cold and unreactive, their hearts chilled. This young man was truly ruthless and absolutely not to be provoked.
Although they often fought, they wouldn't dare to break arms so casually. After all, they were still students. If an arm was broken, the other party's parents would definitely come to the school to cause trouble.
Thinking of this, the crowd couldn't help but feel that Zhang Fan was too impulsive. He might be enjoying the fight now, but when the other party's parents came looking for him, he would likely be in trouble.
Zhang Fan ignored everyone's thoughts. After dealing with the black-shirted teenager, he walked towards the boy who had threatened to make an example earlier.
"My right hand, I want my right hand!" Seeing Zhang Fan approach, the boy knew he had provoked him with his loose talk and quickly said.
"You're overthinking it. I wasn't planning to give you a choice." Zhang Fan sneered coldly and directly smashed the boy's right arm with a bat. Instantly, another cripple was added to the rooftop.
"Alright, today's matter is resolved." After finishing everything, Zhang Fan threw the bat on the ground and looked at the group of sports students lying on the ground. "I know none of you are convinced, but it's okay. If anyone wants revenge, you can find me. I, Zhang Fan, am always ready!"
"How about that, didn't disappoint you, did I?" Zhang Fan turned to Zhuo Tairan and Qiao Ruxin, a proud look on his face.
"Haha, you've got some skills, kid, but these skills are a bit too fierce." Zhuo Tairan clapped Zhang Fan hard on the shoulder, relieved.
"If you're so capable, why didn't you say so earlier? You made me worry for nothing!" Qiao Ruxin gave him a sidelong glance.
"I told you, but you didn't believe me." Zhang Fan said helplessly.
At this moment, Qiao Yicheng, who had been watching from the side, walked over. He looked at Zhang Fan, a smile appearing on his handsome face. "Buddy, you're really something. But you're too ruthless. You're probably going to be in some trouble later."
"Oh? What kind of trouble?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Liu Yufei's dad is no simple man. You've crippled his son; his dad won't let this go easily." Qiao Yicheng whispered.
Hearing this, Zhuo Tairan and Qiao Ruxin's hearts tightened, and they looked at Zhang Fan with concern.
Liu Yufei often got into fights at school before, and even when reported to the school, he never received any punishment, all because of his father's influence. This time, Zhang Fan directly broke one of his hands, and it was indeed likely to cause trouble.
"It's fine." Zhang Fan signaled Zhuo Tairan and the other not to worry.
"Someone who can raise such a son won't be a good person either. If he dares to come looking for trouble, I'll deal with him and his father together!" Zhang Fan said casually. For him now, trouble was the least of his worries.
Qiao Ruxin and Zhuo Tairan exchanged glances. Zhang Fan had really changed a lot.
ps: Second update.