Retaliation

Chapter 24 Retaliation

Zhao Rui was still in line to open water in the boiling water room, Liu Wei and Li Liyong had already arrived at Dongling University and were preparing to head to the Department of Business and Industry to find trouble with Luo Cheng.

Liu Wei was well-informed and had already inquired about the class where Luo Cheng was.

Luo Cheng had already left the classroom at this time and was ready to go outside to buy something to eat and fill his stomach, specifically taking a secluded path and heading for the off-campus snack street.

However, by coincidence, he met up with Liu Wei and Li Liyong on this quiet path.

Once he saw Luo Cheng, Liu Wei's eyes almost spewed fire.

He originally wanted to teach Zhao Rui a lesson in the afternoon, to combat this love rival, so that he could show his face in front of Yun Fei, but he did not expect this fatty to come out and intervene, making him look so bad, making him lose face in front of Yun Fei, and even shaking his position in the free combat club!

This resentment in his heart can not be said to be deep.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Wei pointed towards Luo Cheng and said, "He was the one who tricked me this afternoon."

"Oh? It's him?"

Li Liyong clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at Luo Cheng carefully, roughly assessing his strength in his heart.

Luo Cheng had personally defeated Liu Wei in the afternoon, plus he originally didn't have any good feeling towards this arrogant and domineering guy, so naturally he wouldn't have any good tone.

"What do you want from me? Want to take revenge? The lesson you received this afternoon wasn't enough?"

When Li Liyong heard these words, he felt very harsh, and his face couldn't help but sink, Liu Wei was his disciple after all, being taught a lesson like this, his face had no glory either.

"Not bad! Very not enough." Liu Wei smiled viciously, "So I purposely brought my master Li Liyong here to have another match with you."

"Li Liyong?"

Luo Cheng's heart suddenly thumped, Li Li Yong's name was like thunder in his ears.

This Li Li Yong had won three national free combat championships, his strength was extremely strong, definitely not comparable to Liu Wei, and he could not even catch up with him.

If his own strength to compete with Li Liyong, it is simply and looking for death is no different, it is estimated that people three punches and two kicks can make him die, the soul to the West.

In addition, the mysterious expert who had helped in the afternoon, this time probably will not be beside himself.

Thinking of this, Luo Cheng hurriedly shook his head and excused himself, "I don't have time now, to compete, make an appointment first, when I am free."

"Make an appointment? You have to wait until you are free? Hey, what a big frame!"

Li Liyong sneered repeatedly, and his originally very vicious appearance was now even more hideously burned with anger.

He had been provoked by Liu Wei and had a preconceived idea that he was already dissatisfied with Luo Cheng; plus, Luo Cheng's speech was loud and a bit harsh, so he felt even more hatred towards Luo Cheng!

"If you don't have time, we'll just compete here as well."

"No, no, I'm in a hurry."

Luo Cheng continued to push back, but Li Liyong was already impatient.

"Why are you talking so much fucking nonsense?"

He cursed and lifted his leg to give a side kick, fierce and vicious.

Luo Cheng was unprepared, plus this leg was fast and furious, so he couldn't see the coming momentum at night, so he was kicked squarely.

He only felt a sharp pain in his ribs, and even his breathing became difficult, so he could not help but scream in pain, and staggered to the side several steps before he could barely stand and did not fall down, but both legs had already started to shiver.

Li Liyong's kick was only a tentative attack, using only a third of the force, seeing that Luo Cheng was hit by his own kick, could not help but be a little surprised, but remembered that Liu Wei had said that the fat man in front of him was good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, a little carelessness, he would be beaten to a pulp, so not only did he not stop immediately, but his attack became more violent.

Luo Cheng, who could not withstand such a blow, rolled to the ground screaming, unable to get up, as if his whole body bones were about to be shattered.

Li Liyong was a little surprised, not because his opponent was too strong, but his opponent was really too weak, so weak that it was surprisingly knocked down by himself in a few blows!

"How come his strength is so poor? Didn't you say he was very capable of fighting?" Li Liyong asked Liu Wei with some surprise.

"If he was really that useless, would I still be beaten and bruised, and would I still ask you to come out personally? I would have been able to handle it myself!"

Liu Wei hurriedly defended himself, in fact, he really did not understand, clearly the afternoon contest, this fatty fierce like eating ****, how come in the evening, he became so weak, simply with the afternoon the two.

"Weird, really weird. However, when I fight him alone, he is also sometimes strong and sometimes weak. Oh, I see, maybe he tried to do the same trick again, but you were strong, Master, and quickly defeated him without giving him any chance to play."

This explanation is very far-fetched, but Li Liyong also do not bother to look deeper, one because Liu Wei horse's ass patted well, so that he is in a comfortable mood, and another is that the person has already beaten, what the reason is no longer very important.

"Bah, this punk, how dare he say I'm wasted." Li Liyong spat and glanced at his mouth with contempt.

"Yes, he is indeed a waste."

Liu Wei spat the spit onto Luo Cheng, and then laughed uncontrollably.

Seeing the object of his resentment fall to the ground in such a sorry state really made him feel incomparably happy.

"Master, thank you for avenging me, out of the heart, are you hungry, how about, we find a place to drink a little wine, eat barbecue, how?" Liu Wei smiled and ingratiated himself with Li Liyong.

Li Liyong also did not refuse, smiled broadly and said yes, and Liu Wei left, leaving the seriously injured Luo Cheng in place.

When the two left, Luo Cheng tried to get up, but he just a little movement, ribs and right arm suddenly came a sharp pain, almost did not let him faint from the pain, cold sweat on the forehead.

After several efforts, he finally failed to stand up by his own strength.

Ruthlessly greeted the maternal relatives of Liu Wei and Li Liyong, Luo Cheng lay helplessly on the ground, panting heavily.

He was now in a remote location, and it was nighttime, so few students passed by here. The chances of waiting for a passing student to rescue him were very small, and the only one he could count on now was his brothers in the dormitory.

Luo Cheng moved his left hand, trying his best not to pull the wound, and carefully took out the cell phone in his pocket and called Zhao Rui.

Zhou Wei was shocked to hear that Luo Cheng had been injured, and hurriedly called Han Xing, found the place where Luo Cheng had been injured, and sent him to the hospital attached to the school.

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When Zhao Rui returned to the dormitory wringing four pots of boiling water, he found that Luo Cheng and the three of them had not yet returned.

"It's almost ten o'clock, where have these guys gone?" Zhao Rui said to himself, and did not care much.

After washing up a bit, he climbed on the chuang, leaned against the bed, and then habitually picked up his phone and looked at it.

"Huh, there are actually a dozen missed calls? When did I become so popular." Zhao Rui was a little surprised and hurriedly checked the numbers and found that the other three people in the dorm had called him.

He casually selected a number and called back.

"Han Xing, looking for me in such a hurry, what's the matter?"

"Hey, boss, what have you been doing? After calling so many times, why is no one answering?" Han Xing shouted loudly on the other end of that phone in a hurry.

"Open the water who will carry the phone, in the way." Zhao Rui explained a sentence, noticed that Han Xing's tone was very angry, so asked, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"Luo Cheng was beaten up! Two ribs and the bones of his right arm are cracked, and he is now lying in the hospital attached to the school!"

"What! What's going on?" Zhao Rui ate a shock, he left the classroom is less than an hour, but actually such a big thing has happened.

"It's not clear on the phone, you come to the hospital first, I'll tell you in detail. We are in Ward 312 of the inpatient department."

"Okay, I'll be right over." Zhao Rui put the phone into his pocket, closed the dormitory door, and hurried to the hospital.

The Dongling University Hospital is just across the street from the school and can be reached in a few minutes. When Zhao Rui entered the hospital, the pungent smell of sterile water rushed over.

He frowned, not caring so much, found a nurse and asked for the location of the ward, then jogged all the way over.

In ward 312, Zhao Rui saw Luo Cheng lying on the hospital bed.

His right arm and chest were bandaged, half of his face was swollen up, and his eyes, which were already small, were swollen into a line, almost invisible.

Zhou Wei and Han Xing were standing by the hospital bed, their faces were blue.

Zhao Rui saw that Luo Cheng was injured like this, his heart was immediately like to what ruffled a little, there is a fire rising in the heart.

"Who did this?" He asked in a deep voice.

"It's that scum Liu Wei!" Luo Cheng slightly turned his head sideways and continued in a weak voice: "When I was about to go to the snack street for a midnight snack, I was blocked halfway by Liu Wei with his men, saying that he was not convinced after losing in the afternoon and invited his master to come and fight with me again. I did not agree, but they do not care so much, directly with me sparring. The person who beat me is called Li Li Yong, Liu Wei's master. That guy is fierce and ruthless, Liu Wei and he is not at all a level, I did not even have room to fight back, was knocked to the ground, can not stand up. After the fight, they also spat on me, calling me a waste, unbeatable, simply a waste of their time!

Speaking of this, Luo Cheng's voice suddenly became louder and his emotions became extremely agitated.

Being knocked to the ground, being verbally abused and even having spit on his body, for any person, this kind of insult would be unbearable.

Zhao Rui's face sank terribly, and the fire in his heart had started to burn and swept through his whole body.

Luo Cheng had been in the same dormitory with him since freshman year, and the two had similar personalities and an extremely iron relationship, otherwise, Luo Cheng would not have stood up and fought Liu Wei for him.

Now, Luo Cheng was seriously injured and also suffered such an insult, he was very sorry in his heart.

If he didn't get justice for Luo Cheng, he felt he couldn't give an account!

"This matter absolutely cannot be left like this!"

Zhao Rui clenched his fist, and the demonic energy in his body came out uncontrollably through his body due to the stimulation of his anger.

Zhou Wei and Han Xing only felt that the temperature in the room suddenly lowered a few points, as if surging an invisible cold dark current, Zhao Rui's aura, also in an instant a huge change, became a little afraid of them.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Han Xing asked tentatively.

"Nothing, I'm fine."

Zhao Rui faintly covered up a sentence, not wanting to reveal the intention of the heart.

Han Xing opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but there was nothing to say, so he closed his mouth.

Zhao Rui spent the night with Luo Cheng in the ward, and bought him breakfast early the next morning, and then left the hospital on the pretext of going back to school.

However, in fact, he did not go to class, but surfed the Internet at an Internet cafe and looked up information about Li Liyong, a person.

Liu Wei is the national university student free-fighting champion, so his master must be not small either.

In Baidu, type in the keywords "free combat Li Liyong" and search for it, and soon, Li Liyong's information was searched.

Zhao Rui took a closer look: "Li Li Yong, three-time national champion of free combat, is now the director of Li Yong gym ..."

"Actually opened a boxing gym?" He picked the corner of his mouth and a sneer appeared on his face, "This couldn't be better."

He went home and picked up a long-sleeved sweatshirt and a hat, put them in his school bag, and he went straight to the Li Yong boxing gym.

The tracksuit and the hat were used for disguise, this time to kick the gym, he did not want to let people see his real face.

When he arrived near the Li Yong boxing gym, he found a place, took out the long-sleeved sportswear from his school bag and put it on, put on his hat and lowered the brim of his hat, hiding most of his face in the shadows, he walked towards the boxing gym in big steps.

After entering the gym, Zhao Rui took a glance at the gym and found that there were more than thirty students practicing combat in the entire gym.

However, there seemed to be only five or six core fighters, and Liu Wei was obviously one of the core, teaching the beginners some basic skills.

A small but extremely fit young man, with a stern face, was making his rounds around the venue, and should be the owner of this gym, Li Li Yong.

"Very good, all in, save me the trouble."

Zhao Rui said somberly, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked directly towards Li Liyong.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

A fighter closest to Zhao Rui, seeing him wearing long sleeves and a hat on a hot day, couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, so he walked up and asked a question.

Zhao Rui slightly raised his face, smiled coldly, and two words popped out of his mouth:

"Kicked the museum!"

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