School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

Seven or eight sturdy men immediately picked up their weapons and surrounded him.

Li Dapang said anxiously, "Yanzi, run quickly, I'll hold them off."

The moment Yang Xiaoyan heard this, she frowned and said, "Then you be careful!"

After speaking, she turned and ran.

As Li Dapang faced the seven or eight sturdy men charging towards him, he felt somewhat apprehensive, but at that moment, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and charge forward. Fortunately, he was tall and burly with a robust build. Gritting his teeth, he rushed towards the assailants.

"Fuck... your ancestor!" Li Dapang roared angrily, swinging his fists and smashing them down hard on his opponents.

A ferocious fight ensued. Even though Li Dapang was brave, the opponents were, after all, numerically superior and also armed. Soon, Li Dapang was cut by a knife and his head was smashed open by an iron stick, creating a bloody gash. The bloodied Li Dapang grew even more frenzied.

Just when the others had backed Li Dapang into a corner, Xiao Han appeared.

"Big Fatty!" Xiao Han hastily threw aside his bag and rushed over quickly.

Thump, thump...

Xiao Han leapt into the air and kicked ferociously at the chests of two men. With several kicks, he relieved Li Dapang from his predicament.

"Good brother, I'm glad you're finally here," Li Dapang said, holding his head in pain. "Damn it, this bunch of bastards gang up on the few of us."

"Are you all right?" Xiao Han quickly moved closer to check on him.

"I'm fine, let's deal with these bastards first," Li Dapang said as he picked up a brick from the ground and rushed towards the opponents.

Chen Wu cursed angrily, "Damn it, take those two down for me. Hit them hard, I'll take the responsibility if they die!"

The seven or eight subordinates, upon hearing this, threw caution to the wind. After all, Chen Wu came from a wealthy family, the typical rich second generation.

So, the seven or eight of them charged with knives, hacking wildly.

Xiao Han had no weapons in his hands, but his reaction speed and agility were very strong. He possessed a speed beyond the reach of ordinary people. He moved swiftly, grabbing the wrists of his attackers.

Crack...

With a forceful twist, the fragile wrists of his opponents dislocated on the spot, causing the knives in their hands to fall to the ground.

Thud!

Xiao Han grabbed the neck of one attacker and pressed down while his knee shot upward. The knee struck the attacker's nose bridge with brutal force. The assailant immediately fell to the ground, rolling in agony and screaming in pain.

Li Dapang was just as relentless, his brick smashing hard onto the forehead of one of the assailants.

With that single hit of the brick, it shattered the opponent's skull. Blood streamed out. The man, holding his head, ran around in chaos, howling painfully.

Seeing his men outmatched, Chen Wu became anxious, "Shit, everyone retreat!"

After that, a group of men quickly left the scene on their motorcycles.

Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief while Li Dapang cursed through clenched teeth, "A bunch of scum raised by dogs. If you have the guts, come again, and see if I don't kill you all right now!"

"Big Fatty, are you okay?" Xiao Han hurriedly checked Li Dapang's injuries.

"I'm fine!" Li Dapang shook his head and said, "I've been fighting too many fights since I was little. What's this little injury to me?"

"Then let's go to the clinic and treat your wounds," suggested Xiao Han.

"Okay!" Li Dapang nodded.

Then, the two found a clinic where Li Dapang's wounds were treated—it was nothing serious, just superficial injuries. Two stitches were put in his head, inflammation was addressed, and then it was bandaged. Li Dapang also told Xiao Han about the incident.

"I told you not to get involved with that woman," Xiao Han said helplessly. "She's unreliable."

"It's okay, I like her and that's what matters," Li Dapang said nonchalantly.

"Okay," Xiao Han nodded.

The two left the clinic. Li Dapang rode his bike and dropped Xiao Han off at his home.

"Big Fatty, have you collected this month's training fee for Hanmen?" asked Xiao Han.

"Yes, we collected a hundred thousand yuan!" Li Dapang nodded.

"How much do we have in the account?" asked Xiao Han.

"We still have one hundred and sixty thousand," Li Dapang promptly replied.

"Give it all to me," Xiao Han responded. "I need it!"

Li Dapang was momentarily stunned, then immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll withdraw the money this afternoon and give it to you after school."

"Hmm!" Xiao Han nodded.

Li Dapang didn't ask Xiao Han what he needed the money for. He chose to trust him without hesitation.

The afternoon classes were relatively relaxed.

In the afternoon, Xiao Han stood at the lectern and went through all his prepared material. A hundred students listened intently, each taking careful notes. They were keen to learn the knowledge Xiao Han imparted to them, but most importantly, they needed to grasp Xiao Han's problem-solving approaches and the various ways he thought about issues.

After school, Li Dapang waited outside the classroom for Xiao Han.

"Everything you asked for is here!" Li Dapang, holding a black briefcase, handed the briefcase to Xiao Han and said, "A total of 160,000, all our savings!"

Xiao Han took the bag and smiled, "Big Fatty, aren't you afraid I'll swallow this money all by myself?"

"It was already yours!" Li Dapang laughed, then said, "It would be right for you to take it away."

"No!" Xiao Han shook his head, "This money is for saving lives."

"Saving lives?" Li Dapang was taken aback.

"Yes." Xiao Han nodded, "Take me to a place!"

Li Dapang nodded.

Then, the two of them drove off to the People's Hospital.

Per the agreement, Xiao Han was supposed to visit the People's Hospital tomorrow, but Xiao Han decided not to follow the usual routine. He simply made a surprise visit to the hospital without any warning, catching Yang Lu wholly unprepared.

The fourth floor of the inpatient department.

Entering the inpatient department, there was an ominous feeling.

"Damn, this ghostly place." Li Dapang felt a chill.

"Gloomy," Xiao Han also felt a coldness on his back.

The two found bed number three.

Yang Lu was sitting beside the bed, peeling an apple. On bed number three, a gaunt middle-aged woman was lying at the head of the bed, her eyes lifeless as if she was quietly waiting for death to come. Her hair had already fallen out, a side effect of chemotherapy.

"Mom, eat an apple." Yang Lu offered the peeled apple to her.

"I don't want to eat." The woman shook her head, then said, "Lulu, let's go home."

"Mom, your illness isn't cured yet." Yang Lu said hurriedly.

"I know my own illness," sighed the woman, "The disease is deep in my bones, where's the hope for a cure. Besides, our family's savings are drained; continuing treatment would simply leave us destitute and in debt, and I can't let you be burdened with that."

"Mom..." Yang Lu's voice choked up, "Don't worry about the money, I will find a way."

"No!" The woman shook her head.

Xiao Han and Li Dapang had been watching from the doorway, and this scene touched their hearts. They felt a sourness in their noses.

At that moment, Xiao Han knocked and entered.

"My benefactor, is it you?" Yang Lu was surprised.

"Yes, I've come to bring you money." Xiao Han smiled, carrying the briefcase as he walked in. He then said, "However, I only have 160,000 here."

"That's enough, more than enough." Yang Lu had never expected Xiao Han to actually deliver the money in person. She thought he was simply being kind by sending over 20,000 yuan as a consolation; she was already beyond grateful. But seeing Xiao Han bring 160,000, she almost wished she could devote herself to him. If Xiao Han was willing, she would be ready to offer her body at any time.

"Mom, this is the Xiao Han I told you about." Yang Lu, wiping away her tears, introduced Xiao Han.

"Auntie, hello," Xiao Han politely looked at the woman on the bed.

The woman managed a smile and said, "I've heard about you from Lulu, you're a good person. Thank you."

"Auntie, please don't say that," Xiao Han quickly replied.

"Ah, my illness..." The woman lapsed back into contemplation, droning on and on with mostly concerns about leaving Yang Lu an orphan upon her death. Although Yang Lu was already 23 years old, in her eyes, her daughter was just a child, innocent of the world, and she was worried about Yang Lu being bullied by others.

"Auntie, with medical science so advanced nowadays, your illness can definitely improve," Xiao Han assured her.

"Thank you, Xiao Han!" The woman looked at Xiao Han, moved.

After sitting in the hospital for a while, Xiao Han stood up to leave.

"Lulu, see Xiao Han out," the woman said hurriedly.

"Okay!" Yang Lu nodded promptly, carrying the black briefcase containing 160,000 in cash.

Coming out of the ward, Xiao Han said to Yang Lu, "Deposit the money in the hospital's account."

"Okay!" Yang Lu nodded.

After the money was deposited, Yang Lu felt much lighter, and her complexion also seemed to improve.

Yang Lu accompanied Xiao Han all the way from the hospital to the main entrance. Li Dapang, unable to bear the gloomy atmosphere inside, had left early.

At the hospital entrance, Xiao Han took the opportunity to really study Yang Lu's appearance. She was indeed a beautiful girl.

The delicate lace framed her fair, slender, and straight legs, perfectly outlining her exquisite curves.

Without meaning to, she touched the corner of her lips, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, the graceful touch of her fingertips as lively as a sprite's play. The trace of faint fragrance where her hair passed lingered.

Her eyes held a depth of feeling like the sway of autumn waters, her every smile and frown full of grace and charm, a young girl's endearing charm mixed with the simple elegance of a young woman, seemingly natural to her.

Yang Lu had no gold or silver jewelry on her, nor any superfluous adornments. Her black hair was tied up, secured with a simple crystal hairpin, exuding a refined and graceful air, with natural strands of hair flowing down, brushing past her ear. On her fair and tender left ear, you could faintly see a small earring, glinting in the fluctuating light.

Yet her face always carried an elusive smile, her eyes bright and teeth white. It seemed no matter how she dressed, she exuded an ethereal quality.

With her head lowered, she seemed to accept the scrutiny of Xiao Han's intense gaze. As if she felt like a commodity waiting for the judgment of her owner's eyes.