Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

At the entrance, three or four security guards, holding shields, blocked these troublemakers.

The two sides shoved each other, caught in a noisy commotion.

From afar, Jin Biao saw the more than ten alternative kids and was instantly startled.

"Qingmen's people? Why are they here causing trouble?"

Yang Fei, having heard from the taxi driver about the distribution of Sanhai City's underground forces, also found it a bit unbelievable.

"How audacious are the underground forces in Sanhai City?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Biao was a bit surprised and glanced at Yang Fei: "You know about Qingmen too?"

Yang Fei nodded slightly: "I've heard a little."

Jin Biao snorted: "Saint Luo High School used to be a complete mess, with some brats in the school being either rich or noble."

"They tried to act cool by mingling with outsiders, and some students' parents were directly from the Underworld."

"After I took over as the head of the Security Department, I expelled quite a few troublemaking students and had several confrontations with the Qingmen and Facing Heaven Gate gangs."

"Later, I approached their higher-ups, and the situation somewhat improved, but there was no way to completely eradicate these incidents. It's been a real headache."

He said, taking big strides toward the troublemaking crowd, and Yang Fei followed suit.

At the school gate, a guy with a skull tattoo on his neck was leading the shouting.

"I'm warning you, let me in, or I'll flatten your school."

As he spoke, he revved his motorcycle engine aggressively, as if he might charge into the school at any moment.

Jin Biao walked up to the guy with the skull tattoo and said calmly.

"This is a school, what do you want to do inside?"

The guy jutted his neck arrogantly and looked Jin Biao up and down before suddenly laughing.

"Yo, Bitch Jin is out, I'm here to find my woman, is that any of your business?"

Yang Fei almost laughed out loud.

Jin Biao, being burly, had actually been nicknamed Bitch Jin by this bunch of bastards, how damn arrogant they were.

Jin Biao looked at the guy without any expression.

"Students at this school are prohibited from dating, there's no woman of yours here, just leave."

That thug chuckled with his nostrils flared.

"It's really damn interesting, I just like picking up girls at your school, is that any of your business?"

"High school girls are fresh and you don't even have to pay, way better than those ladies outside."

A bunch of security guards were infuriated by this arrogant guy, and everyone started clenching their fists.

Jin Biao gritted his teeth: "I advise you to leave quickly, don't stir up trouble here."

The thug responded with a "yo" and said: "Bitch Jin, you're getting bold?"

"Don't forget how you once begged my grandpa at Qingmen? If I get angry, your school might shut down in no time, believe it or not?"

As he spoke, he twisted the engine throttle.

Thick black smoke spewed from the exhaust, and he seemed eager to drive through by force.

Yang Fei was immensely impatient, not understanding how Jin Biao could have such patience.

If it were him, he would've punched the guy ages ago.

At this moment, inside the school gates, quite a few students had already gathered.

The students looked at this group of hooligans with fearful faces.

Yang Fei walked up to Jin Biao and whispered a suggestion.

"Why not call the police? Let them handle it."

Jin Biao let out a bitter smile: "The police nab these punks, but they'll only be detained for at most 24 hours before being released."

"After that, they can come back, harass the school endlessly, and that's even more troublesome."

Yang Fei frowned: "Then what should we do? Shall we fight?"

Jin Biao sighed, feeling helpless.

"These guys are all spoiled brats. If we really injure them, it'll only make things more difficult to handle."

"Their families' business groups have legal teams. Once it goes to court, it'll be even more of a hassle."

"Sometimes, fists can't solve problems, they just bring more trouble."

He shook his head: "No choice, I'll call the higher-ups at Qingmen to rein in these little punks."

As he said this, he took out his phone.

At this moment, the thug suddenly brightened up, pointing to a girl at the school entrance and shouting loudly.

"Shi Qianqian, don't hide, I see you, come out."

The thug's voice was loud, filled with anger and appeared fierce.

Yang Fei followed his finger and saw a long-haired, pure, and beautiful high school girl hastily hiding among the crowd.

Seeing the girl hide among her classmates, the thug let out a roar.

"Shi Qianqian, don't hide, no woman I've set my eyes on can escape my grasp."

He turned back and looked at Jin Biao.

"Bitch Jin, do me a favor, let me in to bring my woman out."

Jin Biao shook his head firmly: "Absolutely not."

"Let me warn you, if you continue to harass our students, don't blame me for being unkind."

The thug laughed loudly: "I'm going in now to take her, let's see what you can do to stop me."

He waved his hand: "Brothers, charge in and bring Shi Qianqian out."

With that, the thug's motorcycle shot forward like an arrow, rushing straight at the two security guards blocking his way.

The two security guards dodged in haste.

One guard, a bit slower, got his clothes caught by the bike.

Immediately, the guard was dragged forward over ten meters by the motorcycle's rush, his body covered in scrapes and bleeding, screaming in pain.

Almost simultaneously, more than ten guys behind the thug also charged their bikes towards the school gate.

All the guards were terrified and stepped aside, while over ten heavy motorcycles arrogantly rushed towards the students.

A crowd of students scrambled in terror, but how could they outrun motorcycles?

In an instant, the motorcycles were less than fifty meters from the crowd of students.

This bunch of bastards showed no sign of slowing, the motorcycle engines roaring, advancing at high speed.

If they really hit the crowd, someone would definitely get hurt.

Jin Biao, unable to make a call in time, was thoroughly infuriated and roared: "Grab them."

The thug excitedly shouted.

"Shi Qianqian, you can't get away, you think hiding in school will save you? Today you'll see my might."

In front of his bike, a female student, like a startled little deer, was running ahead.

At this moment, the thug felt a tap on his shoulder.

He turned back in astonishment, how could someone keep up with the speed of a motorcycle?

Bam!

A massive fist slammed into his nose heavily.

The thug's vision went dark, as if hit by a wild bull, he was thrown off the motorcycle, flying aside.

Yang Fei had taken action.

Having landed a punch, he didn't hold back, his form flickered, diving into the surging flow of motorcycles.

With several punches, he knocked four or five motorcyclists off their bikes.

The motorcycles, with enormous inertia and missing riders, continued rushing forward, toppling chaotically on the ground.

The thug, with his face covered in blood, stood up from the roadside.

Watching Yang Fei move through the road, knocking his men down one by one, he could not contain his rage.

"Little Wu, run that bastard down."

With those words, a thug from behind adjusted direction, charging straight at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei chuckled coldly, delivering a 360-degree spinning kick to the thug's safety helmet.

The thug's body flew off like a bundle of straw, landing lightly a distance away.

The motorcycle tilted over onto the ground, emitting a harsh scraping sound.

The thug's helmet's outer plastic layer shattered, revealing the filling inside.

And the thug was already unconscious, his face a deep, purpling hue.