CHAPTER 240: CHAPTER 240: TOO MUCH NONSENSE

From this moment on, the three of them could only become the laughingstock of everyone. Living like this, Sikong Chen felt it was no different from being dead.

If considering transferring schools, the shadow cast by this incident would haunt him for life.

In that case, Sikong Chen couldn’t imagine having the strength to move on from all this.

But no matter how they said it, Sikong Chen and the others were just teenagers in high school, no match for the four thuggish hoodlums in front of them.

Sikong Chen glanced around and saw that the only exit from the room was blocked by the hoodlums Yu Haichen had brought.

The three of them were now stuck with nowhere to escape.

"Guys, maybe we should just beg for mercy. It’s better than getting beaten to a pulp!"

At this moment, Zhong Xiujie’s face went pale, and he looked fearfully at the two beside him, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"You can kneel by yourself if you want. I’d rather die than kneel to this piece of trash!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Chenghui said defiantly.

Having said that, he looked over at Sikong Chen standing by the side.

Sikong Chen did not respond, still calculating in his mind how to escape the situation more reasonably.

But no matter how much he thought it over, he couldn’t come up with a better solution.

It seemed like there was almost no way out for them!

"I’ll count to ten. If you don’t kneel by then, I’ll let these guys behind me teach you a lesson. By then, begging won’t help!"

Yu Haichen said with a mocking smile on his face.

The mockery in his eyes seemed to see them as mice being played with.

Upon seeing this, Sikong Chen and the others felt their hearts nearly stop, as if struck by lightning, frozen in place.

"Ten..." Just as Yu Haichen reached ten.

Sikong Chen glanced at the men behind Yu Haichen, who appeared as imposing as fierce tigers, his resolve starting to waver.

"This is a matter between kids. It’s not appropriate for adults to intervene, don’t you think?"

Just as Sikong Chen and the others were about to close their eyes in despair, bending their knees.

A voice came from outside the room, and then Su Ming appeared at the door, with a faint smile, looking at Sikong Chen.

Sikong Chen was shocked when he saw him and said, "It’s you?"

Zhong Xiujie asked with a puzzled expression, "Chen, who is he? Did you call for backup?"

"No... He’s just a friend of my aunt."

The despair on Sikong Chen’s face didn’t fade at all.

He didn’t believe that Su Ming alone could take down these fierce hoodlums.

He even thought that Su Ming’s lean physique looked weak and incapable of even catching a chicken.

Showing up here so rashly was simply a death wish.

Seeing this, the four thugs burst into laughter and mocked,

"Where the hell did you come from? Believe it or not, I’ll punch you with one hit..."

Before the thug finished his sentence, a fist the size of a sandbag appeared in his view.

The fist quickly enlarged, landing heavily on his eye socket.

"Ah!" The thug screamed and flew backward, falling heavily to the ground.

"You’re talking too much," Su Ming said calmly, then walked steadily into the room.

Su Ming stood in front of Sikong Chen and the others, then turned around.

There was no emotion in his eyes as if what happened was just a trivial matter.

"Come on, don’t waste any more time. I promised Aunt Shu that I’d safely get this kid home on time."

Su Ming spoke calmly, his expression as steady as a tree.

"Are you crazy? Do you think sneaking an attack when they’re not paying attention means you can take on four of them?"

At this point, Sikong Chen’s face showed horror as he spoke to Su Ming.

He knew that the thugs across were ruthless, not wanting Su Ming to lose his life for him.

Though Sikong Chen disliked the somewhat arrogant and pretentious man,

he didn’t want to owe such a huge favor and would rather kneel to Yu Haichen.

"Just watch from the side. I’m giving you a lesson too: don’t show too much of a sharp edge unless you have enough strength to protect yourself."

Su Ming raised his arm to stop Sikong Chen, then spoke calmly.

"You damn brat, are you tired of living? Guys, let’s get him and make sure this brat meets his end here!"

At this moment, the thug whom Su Ming had punched stood up.

A bruise appeared around his eye as he spoke venomously.

"Take him down! Anyway, we have Captain Yu covering us, shouldn’t be much trouble."

"That’s right, this brat is publicly shaming us, so arrogant! I can’t take it anymore!"

With a few roars, the four thugs charged at Su Ming.

"You guys, step back a bit."

After saying this, Su Ming’s expression turned slightly serious.

Because he noticed that at some point, the thugs had already grabbed knives gleaming with cold light.

He used to draw his knife first, adopting a reckless stance to intimidate others.

But these thugs were clearly not the fake braggarts who only talked before.

Yu Haichen was overjoyed to see this.

Although he didn’t understand why the man who suddenly appeared was so confident, thinking he could take on four men alone.

But clearly, at the moment the four thugs drew their knives, his fate was sealed.

Upon seeing this, the faces of Sikong Chen and the other two turned pale.

They seemed to foresee Su Ming getting stabbed multiple times and dying on the spot.

"You’re such a fool. I said you don’t need to meddle in my affairs! Why do you have to interfere?"

Sikong Chen couldn’t bear to watch the scene before him, feeling upset and frustrated in his heart.

Suddenly, he turned his gaze to Xu Chenghui and Zhong Xiujie standing beside him.

Fearful expressions of shock were written all over their faces, their eyes wide, their mouths gaping as if they could fit an egg.

They saw Su Ming, with a ghostly movement, easily evade the attack from the four thugs.