False evidence

Chapter 219 One-Handed Chop (Part 2)

Seeing that the middle-aged man was truly enraged, the remaining young men all turned pale.

"Teacher..." The young man who had ambushed me from behind with his belt loosened his grip on the belt and was about to kneel down before the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took a step forward and, with a flick of his toe, straightened the leg that was about to kneel.

"Don't kneel before me, I can't accept that! I thought I was teaching students, but now I realize I've produced a bunch of thugs! Do you think I don't know why you beat up that student surnamed Gu?"

Ever since the incident, I've been waiting for you all to come to me and apologize. Now that the other party has come knocking on my door, not a single one of you has taken responsibility! I haven't even said anything yet, and you're all cursing and swearing. Do you think I'm your teacher?!
Fine! I won't hold any of that against them. They openly challenged us, and not only did a bunch of you gang up on two of us, but some of you even used weapons and attacked us from behind...

Hahaha... Tu Siping, Tu Siping, this is the martial arts school you opened, this is the academy you started, these are the good disciples and students you taught!

Yan Fengwei coughed and said, "Have you finished disciplining your apprentice? If not, hurry up. If you have, tell me what to do about it. I need to get my brother to the hospital."

"What?! What do we do?!"

The middle-aged man and I shouted at the same time.

"Do as he says!" I pointed to the other side's apprentices. "If he says three, then three. The one who slapped me from behind, pick up your weapon; and two more of the others. Don't come one by one, that's too much trouble, all three of you at once! Brother Yan, don't do anything, or we're no longer brothers!"

"Hey, I said, are you really going to vent your anger on me?" Yan Fengwei habitually slapped his bald head, but the slap landed right on the bump that had appeared, making him wince in pain.

The middle-aged man was also furious, pointing at me and shouting, "Let go of that hand! Let go!"

"You're cheating! How am I supposed to hit you if you let go?" I blurted out.

As soon as I said it, I was stunned.

For some reason, my mind just went blank.

This has nothing to do with crosstalk; it's just that it feels like I've forgotten something.

The middle-aged man was also taken aback, then as if he suddenly remembered something, his expression changed, and he stepped forward, saying, "You've learned the one-handed chop kick?!"

"What 'split-hand'? Hurry up and let your apprentice do it. It hurts!" I shook my head violently.

"Okay, let's do it!"

The middle-aged man was originally speaking to his apprentices, but when he uttered the second word "make a move," he suddenly turned and kicked me.

Seeing him launch a sneak attack, my anger reached its peak, and I instinctively let go of the female receptionist I had been holding onto...

I've completely forgotten what happened next.

Yes, I forgot.

From the moment I released the female receptionist, it lasted for several seconds. My mind was so foggy that I couldn't remember exactly what happened in between.

When I came to my senses, I sat on the ground.

The middle-aged man had retreated ten meters away, his face showing a bewildered and complicated expression.

I turned to Yan Fengwei and asked, "Did I just faint?"

Yan Fengwei looked puzzled: "No."

"What happened just now?"

"What happened? That old scoundrel of a master ambushed you. As soon as you let go of that woman, he turned around and ran away, and you fell to the ground."

"Don't say anything yet, Turing, apply medicine to them first!" The middle-aged man walked back and said to the female receptionist.

Yan Fengwei glanced at him blankly, and he said first, "Don't argue, I don't know how to teach students, I will go and apologize to you in person."

"teacher!"

"teacher!"……

The group of apprentices at the venue panicked. "Get out! Get out! I don't want to see any of you right now. Get out!"

Once the teacher spoke, the apprentices dared not disobey anymore. They helped each other up, and soon the huge venue was empty.

"Your name is Turing?" I asked the female receptionist who had returned with the first-aid kit.

The other person just glared at me, took off my hat, and poured some white medicine onto my wound.

After Yan Fengwei and I had applied the medicine, the middle-aged man said, "My name is Tu Siping, and this is my daughter. Now you two come with me to the inner room to talk."

Yan Fengwei grunted, "Whatever you say goes."

Tu Siping glared at him: "I can't say anything to you. But with this kid, whatever I say goes!"

To be frank, it was just an excuse to cause trouble. After all this commotion, the anger I was feeling has mostly subsided, but I'm starting to have some doubts again.

What happened when I was confused for a moment?

Yan Fengwei knew that things had gotten to this point, so the two exchanged a glance. Seeing that Tu Siping had already gone into a room next door, Yan Fengwei followed him in, intending to clean up the mess.

Tu Siping sat behind the tea table, poured two cups of tea, placed one next to Yan Fengwei, took a sip of the other himself, put down the cup, pointed to the teapot and cups, and said to me:

"In terms of seniority, you should be the one pouring my tea. Are you thirsty? Pour yourself some."

I was really thirsty, so I ignored what he said, poured myself a glass and drank it, then had another glass before saying:

“I came here for your disciples. We fought, and we didn’t lose anything. As for your apology, you can have your disciples apologize later.”

Tu Siping stared at me for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing: "You actually know how to be reasonable? Kid, your bad temper is just like your grandpa's."

I was taken aback: "You know my grandfather?"

Tu Siping said, "He is my elder, and you are my junior."

"Grandpa said he has no relatives or friends here."

This is something my grandfather told me personally just before I left.

“Our family has only moved here a few years ago,” Tu Siping said with a smile. “Tell me, what’s your grandfather’s name?”

"My grandfather doesn't like people saying his name..."

Tu Siping interrupted me, saying, "Feng Jiu, right?"

I couldn't help but widen my eyes: "You really know my grandfather?"

Tu Siping nodded. "Let's leave the matter of seniority aside for now and clarify what happened today. My apprentices deliberately beat up Gu Haitao because he stole one of my apprentices' girlfriends."

If they had simply cornered someone and beaten them up, I would have turned a blind eye. After all, it's normal for young people to have squabbles and fights. I wouldn't say it's right, but it's not entirely wrong.

But they were so foolish as to let the kidnappers take the child, and I will never forgive them. I had already heard that the child had been found. I was just about to send those guys to apologize to the kidnappers and get out of here. I don't want apprentices like that.

The guy who attacked you with the chain is named Ji En. I will no longer treat him as my apprentice, but he is the son of an old friend of mine, so the kinship cannot be severed.

Okay, that's all for now. Now let's talk about your situation. Are you starting to wonder about some things? Or to put it another way—when you fight, do you fight in the same way you just described?

I froze, then instinctively shook my head.

I seem to have gotten into quite a few fights lately, but I would never act so pretentious.
He flirts with women as soon as he walks in...

Could it be that Lü Xin is behind this?
The moment this thought popped into my head, I felt both annoyed and overwhelmed.

At this moment, Tu Siping suddenly said, "The reason you are like this is because you are possessed by something evil. The thing that possesses you is very fierce."

But your grandfather taught you a skill when you were little. This skill is usually invisible, and you yourself are unaware of it. It's said that if your own masculine energy can't suppress the malevolent spirits that entangle you, you will manifest—a ghost hand!

(End of this chapter)