Peerless Martial Expert in the City-Chapter 279 - 282: Learn Your Lesson

(Sorry, I’m taking a day off today. There’s only one update. I’ll make it up with three updates tomorrow, please rest assured!)

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"Tha..."

Qian Xiaofeng never expected that Xiao Yi would be so easy to talk to. He was immediately delighted and thought to himself that a country bumpkin was still a country bumpkin, after all. Even if he had practiced Kung Fu for a few days, he was still just a country bumpkin who dare not truly offend them.

Feeling smug, he was about to say something face-saving to Perfunctory this country bumpkin, but just as the word "Thanks" was about to leave his mouth, his vision suddenly blurred. Immediately after, he heard a crisp slap and felt a sharp pain on his face. His head, along with his entire body, involuntarily spun around 180 degrees.

He made a full turn, stumbled a bit, and then came to a stop. His head was in a daze, not understanding what had just happened. It took him a moment to see Xiao Yi standing in front of him with a grin before he fully realized what had happened. He looked at Xiao Yi incredulously and asked, "You hit me?"

"If I didn’t hit you, did you hit yourself?"

Xiao Yi looked at him as if he was a complete idiot.

"You... you actually dared to hit me!"

Looking at Xiao Yi’s expression, Qian Xiaofeng felt as if his chest was on fire. He was going mad. This country bumpkin actually dared to hit him and even looked at him with such a gaze!

"Slap!"

The moment his words fell, another crisp sound rang out, and his body spun around again. The other side of his face was marked with the imprint of five fingers.

Xiao Yi quietly stood there, looking at Qian Xiaofeng, who was turning circles on the ground, with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He knew that this slap wouldn’t take Qian’s life, and he would soon come to his senses.

"I’ll fight you with all I’ve got!"

Just as Xiao Yi had anticipated, after turning around, Qian Xiaofeng staggered to his feet and charged at Xiao Yi, who had a mocking smile on his face, as if he had gone mad.

"Slap!"

Before he could get close, Qian Xiaofeng was slapped away in mid-approach.

"Young Master Li, it’s really not nice of you to just leave like this."

After the slap, Xiao Yi didn’t spare another glance at Qian Xiaofeng, but suddenly turned his head and looked toward Li Zijie, who was trying to sneak away.

"Xiao, what... what do you want?"

Li Zijie, who had walked only a few steps, had no choice but to stop upon hearing Xiao Yi’s words. He turned and looked at Xiao Yi, trying to make his voice sound more imposing, but his expression and trembling legs betrayed his true inner fear.

"I remember telling you last time not to provoke me."

Xiao Yi looked at Li Zijie indifferently. "But clearly, Young Master Li, your memory isn’t too good. It seems necessary to improve your memory a bit."

"Please, no..."

Li Zijie’s face went pale with fear, and he cried out.

However, before he had a chance to beg for mercy, Xiao Yi moved. Accompanied by what seemed like a very natural movement, he slapped Li Zijie’s face, instantly leaving a five-finger imprint, and the words Li Zijie couldn’t get out were slapped back into his throat.

"Slap!"

"Slap!"

"..."

Before Li Zijie could recover from the first slap, several more crisp sounds followed. He swayed back and forth until his entire face was swollen and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. Only then did Xiao Yi slap him away and said indifferently, "Hope you’ll remember this lesson."

"Now, there’s only you left."

After sending Li Zijie flying, Xiao Yi ignored the stunned onlookers and turned his gaze towards the first troublemaker, who was now thoroughly pale with fear.

"Big brother, please spare me. I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have offended you and your friend. You want one million, right? I’ll give it to you right now!"

The young man hurriedly took out his chequebook, frantically wrote a cheque for one million, tore it off, and handed it to Xiao Yi.

"Senior sister, do you think one million is enough?"

Xiao Yi turned back, looking at Zhang Yuhuan, who was completely stunned.

"Forget it, Xiao Yi, let’s just leave this matter as it is,"

Zhang Yuhuan collected herself, looked around at the increasingly large crowd, then glanced at the people scattered on the ground, and shook her head.

"Okay, since senior sister says it’s settled, then it’s settled,"

Xiao Yi nodded, looked indifferently at the young man and said, "You know what’s good for you."

Having said that, he snatched the cheque from the young man’s hand, quickly pulled Zhang Yuhuan along, and started walking away. He had already seen police in uniform approaching from a distance.

He couldn’t afford to delay. He didn’t want to go to the police station again and give a statement.

Xiao Yi!

I’ll remember you!

Watching Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuhuan’s figures disappearing ahead, the young man finally showed a relieved expression on his face. But soon, his expression was replaced by an indescribable mix of anger and resentment.

In his life, he had always been the one extorting others, bullying others, always the one others begged for mercy. He had never been as humiliated and disgraced as he was today!

Not only was he extorted, but he was also forced to beg for mercy!

This grievance, he simply could not swallow it!

"What happened here?"

Just as he clenched his fists, preparing to find Xiao Yi at Z University to settle the score, a crisp and cold voice suddenly called out.

If Xiao Yi had heard it, he would have enormously praised his own decision. The police officer who had gotten out of the car was none other than the beautiful police officer Zeng Xiaomei, whom he least liked to encounter!

"The police are here!"