Chapter 58: Mom, Someone Here Is Cheating

“Damn it, why aren’t the police here yet? This is bad, really bad—Li Sicheng is truly doomed this time… Uncle Liu, stop trying to help me up! Hurry and go stop those thugs!” It was clear that Lin Siyu was genuinely panicked at this moment.

The driver, his face drawn in despair, replied, “Second Miss, I don’t know any martial arts. Even if I go over there, I wouldn’t be able to help Mr. Li…”

He wasn’t joking—he was just an ordinary person. With his age and body, he couldn’t possibly take on even one or two of those thugs, never mind the dozen or so that had gathered.

Lin Siyu understood this as well and didn’t make things difficult for the driver. Instead, she gritted her teeth and began to vent her frustration, “Where are the school security guards? How could such a serious incident happen at the school gate, and not a single one of them shows up? This is dereliction of duty! Serious dereliction! Once this is over, I’ll make sure to tell my sister about this and have her severely punish those negligent fools!”

This time, however, Lin Siyu had wrongly blamed the school security. That very morning, the head of security, Feng Gang, had been fired by Principal Zhao Shuncheng for offending Li Sicheng. The other guards involved in ‘detaining’ Li Sicheng were also dismissed. As a result, the security department at Nanshan High School was left leaderless and severely understaffed. Keeping up with daily routines was already difficult—dealing with an emergency was simply out of the question.

Unlike Zeng Yi’s despair or Lin Siyu’s anxiety, Cheng Haoyu, sitting in a milk tea shop across the street, was positively exhilarated.

“It’s finally happening!” he exclaimed, pulling out his phone and starting the video camera. He wanted to record the scene of Li Sicheng being beaten up and upload it online, hoping to utterly ruin Li Sicheng’s reputation.

At this moment, everyone present—no matter which side they were on—was convinced that Li Sicheng and Zeng Yi were about to be thoroughly beaten, with no chance of turning the tables.

Everyone except Li Sicheng.

As he pulled Zeng Yi into a crouch, his face remained completely composed, not a hint of panic showing. In fact, he was even smiling. “Here it comes…”

“I know those guys are coming for us. I know we’re doomed,” Zeng Yi muttered, burying his head in his arms and shutting his eyes tight, bracing himself for the inevitable disaster.

At that moment, he was filled with deep regret. If he’d known it would come to this, he would never have followed Li Sicheng out here for a bit of excitement.

But Li Sicheng shook his head. “I’m not talking about them—I mean the ball is coming.”

“The ball? What ball?” Zeng Yi was stunned, nearly on the verge of tears. “Cheng, buddy, at a time like this, you’re worrying about a ball? The only balls we’re about to become are punching bags!”

Despite his words, he couldn’t help but open his eyes.

He saw a tennis ball rolling out from the crowd. Nanshan High had a tennis club, and it wasn’t unusual for students to carry a ball or two with them. This one must have been knocked loose by accident. Yet its speed and trajectory were perfect—just in time for one of the thugs charging at Li Sicheng and Zeng Yi to step right on it.

Bang!

The thug lost his balance and crashed to the ground. The length of steel pipe in his hand flew from his grasp. At the same time, the ball, undamaged by the stomp, bounced away even faster.

In the next few seconds, Zeng Yi witnessed a chain of events he would never forget.

For everyone watching, this was an unforgettable spectacle.

The steel pipe flew over Li Sicheng and Zeng Yi’s heads and struck Baldy dead-on with a loud crack, leaving him bloody and sprawling on the ground. As he fell, his hands instinctively grabbed out to the sides, pulling down two other thugs with him.

Meanwhile, the heroic tennis ball bounced under another thug’s foot, causing him to fall just like the first. His weapon flew from his hand and struck another companion.

A chain reaction unfolded.

The sharp sounds of bodies and pipes hitting the ground melded into a chaotic rhythm. Five seconds later, the noise faded, replaced by a chorus of groans and moans.

The dozen or so thugs, led by Baldy, now lay sprawled all over the ground, each with some injury, minor or otherwise.

Only one thug remained standing.

He had miraculously avoided all the bizarre mishaps. But now, he no longer had the courage to oppose Li Sicheng. In fact, when he looked at Li Sicheng, his eyes were filled not with hatred or anger, but with terror and dread.

He had good reason. Li Sicheng hadn’t even lifted a finger, yet disaster had struck them one after another, leaving ten or twenty men wounded and on the ground in the most baffling way.

If Li Sicheng had beaten them down with his fists, the thug wouldn’t have been so afraid. But the sheer strangeness of what had happened was enough to chill his blood.

“Monster… This guy isn’t human—he’s a monster!” In the thug’s eyes, Li Sicheng was as good as a monster, even if he wasn’t one in truth.

He wanted to flee, but his legs were like jelly—he couldn’t move.

In the end, he did something no one expected—he picked up his steel pipe and smashed it against his own head.

With a thud, he fainted on the spot, escaping his terror for a while, at least.

“You see? I didn’t lie to you. As long as we stood our ground, we’d be safe,” Li Sicheng said, patting Zeng Yi on the shoulder to signal that it was safe to stand up.

“What… what just happened? A massacre caused by a tennis ball?” Zeng Yi stared, mouth agape, unable to believe his eyes.

If he hadn’t seen it himself, he would never have thought something so absurdly dramatic could happen—a chain reaction set off by a single tennis ball, toppling a dozen or more fierce thugs to the ground. It was more outrageous and bizarre than anything in a movie or novel.

Baldy and the others on the ground weren’t seriously injured, but none dared get up and try to teach Li Sicheng another lesson.

What had just happened was simply beyond their comprehension.

In an instant, ten or twenty men had been flattened. The key was, even now, they had no idea how it had all happened. The only thing they knew for sure was that these strange coincidences all seemed to center around Li Sicheng.

“Did he predict all of this from the start? Did he orchestrate all these bizarre events?” Remembering how calm and composed Li Sicheng had been throughout, Baldy couldn’t help but shiver all over.

“Is this guy even human, or is he some kind of demon?” Many of the thugs were left wondering in terror.

Most of them, however, simply wept inside: “Mom, there’s a cheater here—it’s terrifying…”