School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

"What do you guys want!" Chen Zihan jumped out, glaring at Liao Zhijie and his gang, and then said, "This is a school, not a place for you thugs to mess around!"

"Chen Zihan, the old man isn't afraid of you!" Liao Zhijie stared at Chen Zihan, grinning and said, "Considering you look pretty good, I won't hit you. Later, I'll take you back and have a great time."

"You!" Chen Zihan's face turned red with anger. She hastily said to Xiao Han, "Xiao Han, let's... let's run."

"No use!" Xiao Han whispered, shaking his head, "They came prepared, so there's no way we can run today. Besides, even if we could escape today, we can't keep running forever. Since they're here, let's face them properly."

"But, there are so many of them!" Chen Zihan was getting anxious.

"Don't be afraid of their numbers!" Xiao Han shook his head and said, "Just stand behind me. Let me deal with them."

"Okay!" Chen Zihan nodded.

Xiao Han sneered, took a glance at the other side and said, "Liao Zhijie, you tell me, how do you want to play?"

"I'm not messing around with you," Liao Zhijie sneered. "Today I'm going to break one of your legs, to settle an old score."

"Alright." Xiao Han nodded.

Xiao Han glanced at the others. There were more than ten of them. It seemed that these guys were probably lackeys recruited from other schools. Liao Zhijie had quite a reputation in the area. Many students were afraid of him and would give him face, so most people would be afraid of him as well.

But Xiao Han wasn't afraid of such people. Because he had confidence in his own strength.

A slight smile curled on Xiao Han's lips. Liao Zhijie turned back to look at two students built like tanks and said, "You two, go beat him up."

"Yes!" The two underlings approached, each standing at around six feet tall and weighing at least 200 pounds. Together, that was around 400 pounds, quite imposing.

Seeing this, Chen Zihan became anxious: "Xiao Han, can you handle it?"

"No problem." Xiao Han nodded.

At that moment, Xiao Han broke off a branch from a nearby tree. The branch was tender, so even if it hit someone, it wouldn't easily break, but it would hurt a lot. Holding the branch, Xiao Han was ready to meet the enemy. Liao Zhijie mocked, "Shit, you think you can fight with that little twig?"

"We'll see about that," Xiao Han said with a smile.

By now, the two hulking figures had already come over. Their faces were fierce and they wore a strange smile at the corners of their mouths.

"Kid, it's your fault for offending our boss!" one of them said with a grin: "So, you're definitely going to die today."

Chen Zihan anxiously said, "Xiao Han, should I call the police?"

"No need!" Xiao Han shook his head and said, "You have to use the right method for dealing with certain people."

At that moment, the two burly men had already rushed over. Xiao Han let out a cold laugh, with a jump of his toes, he charged forth. The branch in his hand lashed out fiercely at his opponents.

Crack!

With that blow, the branch in his hand struck one of their faces on the spot.

"Ouch!" The man screamed, feeling a burning sensation on his face. It was painfully unbearable. He touched it with his hand and still felt an intense sting, and his face instantly became swollen. He roared, "Kid, I'm going to kill you today!"

"Come on then!" Xiao Han scornfully said, "I'd like to see who's going to die today."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Go to hell!" The other sturdy man had already charged over.

Crack!

Xiao Han swung his hand back, and the willow switch lashed out viciously.

With this strike, the branch hit the back of the opponent's hand. He could clearly see the red swelling on his hand, which became inflamed on the spot. He was nearly exploding with rage, staring at Xiao Han with bloodshot eyes, and said, "Son of a bitch, I'll kill you!"

Though these two guys were big and strong, they lacked agility, and they were relatively slower. In just two or three moves, Xiao Han had them in extreme pain. The branch in his hand was like a sharp blade, slicing across their skin with each strike, leaving a red welt almost every time. Beating them until their skin was split open, leaving them on the verge of collapse.

"Big brother, this guy's agile as a monkey, we... we can't catch up to him," one of the heavy-set lackeys panted, "We can't even touch him, and he's hit us several times, it's killing me."

The precision of Xiao Han's strikes was remarkable, targeting painful points with each hit, on the face and the back of the hands—areas that are particularly sensitive to pain. Every strike was nearly bringing tears to their eyes. The faces of the two toughs had been struck five or six times each, looking like a pair of paint-splattered cats.

The back of the hands fared even worse, as they instinctively raised their hands to block every time Xiao Han aimed for their faces. Both men were battered, tears and snot mingling together.

"Fuck, useless trash!" Liao Zhijie was beside himself with anger, saying, "Useless bastards, all of you attack together."

Rustle rustle...

After that, more than ten people swarmed up all at once.

Xiao Han squinted his eyes, looking coldly at the other side. Just as they were about to rush at him, Xiao Han leaped up, and his hand clutched a tree branch which he swung fiercely at the person who charged first. With this blow, Xiao Han unleashed a great deal of arm strength. That lash landed so hard that it left the other person dodging to avoid a burst of flesh.

"Ah!" the other person screamed in agony, collapsing heavily to the ground.

The people behind quickly closed in, but Xiao Han flicked his wrist again for another blow.

Smack!

The tree branch struck the other person's eyes.

"Ah! My… my eyes, my eyes!" the person screamed while rolling on the ground, clutching their eyes.

The others still rushed forward recklessly, as if they were not afraid to die. Xiao Han actually had some respect for Liao Zhijie now; this guy was actually able to gather so many fearless minions—that was indeed a skill. A strange smile appeared on Xiao Han's lips, and he said coldly with a laugh, "Good job. Keep it coming."

Xiao Han was not afraid. Facing so many people, his eyes scanned like radars, and his brain functioned like a computer, capturing all their movement trajectories. Based on these, he calculated where they would land, allowing him to attack accordingly.

Smack! Smack!

A few crisp sounds, and the others were beaten into miserable screams. Several guys fell to the ground on the spot, on the verge of breaking down.

Watching his people fall one after another, Liao Zhijie felt that Xiao Han was just like a monkey, darting around so that he couldn't catch a glimpse of him. Liao Zhijie quickly targeted Chen Zihan who was standing aside.

From the interactions between Xiao Han and Chen Zihan, one could deduce their relationship. As long as he captured Chen Zihan, then Xiao Han would have to obediently submit, wouldn't he?

Therefore, Liao Zhijie decided to change his strategy immediately.

He circled around Xiao Han, wielding a fruit knife and quickly sprinted towards Chen Zihan.

Seeing this, Chen Zihan panicked and broke into a run. But she was no match for Liao Zhijie, who caught her after just a few steps. Liao Zhijie grabbed her long hair with one hand, and Chen Zihan immediately let out a pitiful scream. His left hand swiftly wrapped around Chen Zihan's neck, while the knife in his right hand was pressed against her throat.

"Xiao Han, stop!" Liao Zhijie roared.

At that moment, the scene immediately quieted down.

Liao Zhijie's minions all moved closer to him. Xiao Han didn't dare to move and stayed put. He stared at Liao Zhijie, who was truly detestable, using a woman as a hostage. It was truly despicable and low.

"Liao Zhijie, I never thought you would be this kind of person," Xiao Han said coldly looking at Liao Zhijie, "I always thought that although you were bad, you weren't of rotten character. You might not be good at studying, but at least you weren't wicked. I never expected you to be rotten to the core."

"Heh heh..." Liao Zhijie smirked and then said, "Keep cursing. Even if you scream your throat out, no one will help you. Remember, Xiao Han, Chen Zihan is in my hands now. Do you dare act rashly?"

"Do you dare to kill someone?" Xiao Han asked with disdain.

"I..." Liao Zhijie hesitated, his mouth curling into a smile, he said, "Of course I don't dare to kill. But, aren't you afraid I'll use this sharp knife to slash her face a couple of times? Heh heh, her pretty little face will be completely ruined then."

Hiss...

Xiao Han suddenly drew a cold breath. Chen Zihan, who had been struggling, suddenly deflated like a burst balloon. She nearly went limp. She didn't dare to struggle anymore—if Liao Zhijie really slashed her face, she would be ruined for life. For a woman, her face is a second life, especially for someone as beautiful as Chen Zihan, who valued her appearance even more.

Her face was even more important than her life; if her face was ruined, it would be as good as being dead.

"You... don't mess around!" Chen Zihan trembled with fear. She would rather Liao Zhijie kill her than have her face slashed.

"Stay still, or I'll disfigure you right away!" Liao Zhijie threatened.

"Liao Zhijie, let her go now, and I'll pretend nothing ever happened!" Xiao Han sneered, "Do you know you're already breaking the law?"

"Fuck off, don't try to scare me with your bullshit!" Liao Zhijie sneered, "Let me tell you, my dad is a People's Congress representative. He's a member of the Municipal Political Consultative Conference, and if I'm in trouble, plenty of people will shield me. Even if I kill you, your death would be in vain."

"Is being a People's Congress representative that great?" Xiao Han laughed, "Even the son of the Municipal Secretary wouldn't dare to be as arrogant as you."

Liao Zhijie paused, then snickered, "Stop your damn nonsense. Kneel down and beg for mercy now!"

Xiao Han took a few slow steps forward.