Chapter 56: God's Godson?

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Zeng Yi snapped back to reality and exclaimed, “Brother Chen, what's going on here? Why did he fall as soon as you told him to? He's even more obedient than a well-trained police dog!”

Police dog?

Hearing Zeng Yi’s comparison, Er Biao, sprawled on the ground, was filled with both shame and anger. He struggled to get up, cursing as he did, “You’re the dog! Your whole family are dogs!”

Zeng Yi paid no attention to his insults, instead excitedly speculating, “Ah… I get it now! This guy must have been bribed by you long ago, Brother Chen—that’s why he’s so obedient, right? And among all these thugs, you must have bribed more than one. Who else is working for you?”

As he spoke, Zeng Yi glanced around at the gang members encircling them, convinced that any one of them could have been bought off by Li Sichen.

“What? Someone among my boys has been bribed?” The bald leader was startled by this revelation, his eyes wide as he scrutinized each of his men.

Meanwhile, Er Biao, who had just managed to get up, didn’t bother to teach Zeng Yi a lesson. Instead, he anxiously defended himself, “Boss, don’t listen to that fat idiot. I’m absolutely loyal to you—never been bribed! I swear, I swear to Guan Gong…”

Seeing the boss squint suspiciously, Er Biao knew that without some convincing proof, he’d be branded a traitor for sure.

“Boss, watch me. I’ll stab those two right now to prove my innocence!” Er Biao was truly furious now.

Damn it, it was bad enough to fall flat on his face for no reason and lose face, but to be falsely accused of betrayal? That was intolerable!

“No killing,” the boss said, eyes narrowed.

Murder and serious injury were not the same—these thugs understood the difference well.

“Don’t worry, boss. I’ll make sure these two end up in the hospital for months, but their lives will be fine!” Er Biao’s rage turned into murderous intent. He gripped his knife tightly and strode again toward Li Sichen and Zeng Yi, intent on stabbing the two who had sullied his name.

But at that exact moment, Li Sichen spoke again, “Fall, now!”

“Go to hell!” Er Biao cursed, charging even faster.

What happened next was completely unexpected.

Er Biao’s foot suddenly slipped, and he toppled to the ground once more.

Now, not just Zeng Yi but everyone watching was convinced—Er Biao had been bribed by Li Sichen.

If it wasn’t bribery, how could Er Biao fall every time Li Sichen told him to? Once might be coincidence, but twice? How could anyone explain that?

“Damn you, Er Biao. I’ve always treated you well, and you dare betray me?” This time, the bald boss was truly enraged—not just at Er Biao’s supposed betrayal, but also at being repeatedly made a fool of.

“Boss, I swear I’m loyal to you. I haven’t betrayed you!” Er Biao’s second fall was much worse; his nose had hit the hard ground, blood covering his face. But facing the boss’s wrath, he ignored the pain and desperately pleaded his case.

The boss’s expression darkened, clearly unconvinced.

Suddenly, one sharp-eyed thug pointed at the ground where Er Biao had fallen and cried, “Grease! There’s a thick layer of grease here! Boss, Er Biao didn’t betray you—he slipped on the greasy ground!”

Everyone quickly looked at Er Biao’s feet. By the streetlamp’s glow, they saw a slick, black layer of grease.

The area near the school gate was always crowded with vendors. At the entrance to Nanshan High, it was no different. Typically, the barbecue and snack sellers packed the place, creating a bustling market scene. Even now, past nine at night, vendors still called out, selling their wares.

The spot where Li Sichen and Zeng Yi stood had always belonged to a barbecue stall. Over time, the ground had accumulated a layer of grease. For some unknown reason, the stall hadn’t been set up tonight, nor had other vendors claimed the space, leaving it perfect for Li Sichen and Zeng Yi.

Er Biao finally found an explanation for his fall and shouted, “No wonder it’s so slippery—there’s grease! Boss, look, I fell for a reason. I didn’t betray you!”

Once the boss realized his underling hadn’t betrayed him, his anger faded considerably.

He glared at Er Biao and barked, “Get out of here. Useless idiot—can’t even handle two school kids. You’re embarrassing me!” Then, turning to his men, he called out, “Hei Zi, you’re up. Move quickly—don’t embarrass me like Er Biao did!”

Truthfully, he was the closest to Li Sichen and Zeng Yi. But Li Sichen’s confident demeanor, coupled with the bizarre events just now, made him uneasy. In such circumstances, he wouldn’t dare act personally.

“Don’t worry, boss. I won’t be a loser like Er Biao!” From the crowd of thugs, a burly, dark-skinned youth stepped forward, grinning menacingly at Li Sichen and Zeng Yi. He pulled a brass knuckle from his pocket and slid it onto his hand.

Learning from Er Biao’s humiliation, Hei Zi didn’t rush forward; he walked steadily towards Li Sichen and Zeng Yi. That way, even if the ground was greasy, he wouldn’t slip.

Seeing this, Zeng Yi’s face went pale again. “We’re doomed, Brother Chen. Think of something, quick…”

Li Sichen remained calmly inscrutable, smiling as he patted Zeng Yi’s shoulder, “What’s there to fear? Calm down. I told you—as long as we stay here, we’ll turn misfortune into fortune. Nothing will happen to us.”

“Turn misfortune into fortune? Let’s see how you manage that this time!” Hei Zi scoffed, sneering at Li Sichen’s words.

He raised his fist, about to teach Li Sichen and Zeng Yi a harsh lesson.

At that moment, a panicked scream pierced the air: “Move! Get out of the way! The electric bike’s out of control—everyone in front, move!”

Instantly, the crowd scattered to the sides, clearing a path.

An electric bike raced toward them at full speed.

The rider desperately squeezed the brakes, but the bike showed no sign of slowing. Clearly, the owner had never dealt with such a situation; sweating in panic, all he could do was keep shouting, “Get out of the way!”

“Damn… this can’t be real,” Hei Zi muttered, mouth agape as the bike barreled straight for him.

He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Bang!

The electric bike crashed into him.

Both the bike and its two riders went down.

“No way… That’s too much of a coincidence,” the crowd murmured, stunned and dazed.

Everyone had thought Li Sichen and Zeng Yi were doomed, but against all odds, they’d escaped danger again—thanks to an almost miraculous stroke of luck.

Many onlookers couldn’t help but wonder, “Do these two have impossibly good luck? Are they God’s favored sons?”

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