Exploding God

"The Way of the Forest!"

Anger flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, but he forcibly suppressed it in the end.

"What? You're blocking my way, and you expect me to apologize to you?"

"N-nothing." Lu Ming lowered his head to hide the anger deep in his eyes, and spoke in a trembling voice, preparing to grab the armpit in front of him to get up and walk away.

However, Lin Zhidao casually kicked the armpit crutches away, sending them crashing into a flower bed three meters away with a bang.

"Did I let you leave, you cripple?"

A cold, mocking voice rang out, and the men and women bustling outside the school gate were all stunned for a moment. They glanced at Lin Zhidao, who was looking down at a cripple, but soon their smiles returned and they went their separate ways.

A group of thug-like young men riding motorcycles excitedly whistled strangely.

Brilliant, brilliant!

It's fun to bully the weak; looks like that little cripple is in for a rough time today.

What's more, it was the school bully Lin Zhidao who made the move; this is really interesting.

"What are you trying to do? I didn't do anything to you." Lu Ming's face turned bright red as he looked up excitedly.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Zhidao looked mocking, bent down and grabbed Lu Ming's collar, lifting his thin body 20 centimeters off the ground.

"Hey you cripple, you're giving a combined lecture to three classes today. Why don't you just quietly get through graduation instead of trying to get attention?"

"I embarrassed myself by not being able to answer the question, and you're in such a hurry to show off what you've got in your head?"

"I didn't raise my hand, the teacher called on me..." Lu Ming felt his neck being tightened so that he couldn't breathe, but he still stubbornly explained.

"You answer when I call you? How can you be so despicable?"

"Do you have to show off how smart you are, this cripple, while I, Lin Zhidao, am a fool?"

"I didn't... what do you want?" Lu Ming gritted his teeth. He felt the gazes around him, not of sympathy, but of schadenfreude and mockery.

"How is it?"

Lin Zhidao suddenly laughed, and his hand, which had been raised in mid-air, suddenly let go.

With a thud, Lu Ming fell to the ground.

"It's nothing. If you're so capable, then climb back."

A burst of laughter suddenly erupted around him as several people gathered around Lin Zhidao, laughing down at him.

Lu Ming's cheek muscles twitched. He pursed his lips, looked up at the other person deeply, and without saying a word, prepared to get up.

Lin Zhidao's gaze turned cold. He saw hatred and stubbornness in Lu Ming's eyes, and he found that look repulsive.

"What, you're not convinced?" Lin Zhidao said softly, then suddenly kicked out, knocking Lu Ming, who had just managed to get up, down hard again.

The skinny boy fell beside the flower bed, his pants torn in a long gash, blood seeping out. He jerked his head up, his teeth grinding together: "I... refuse to accept this!"

"You'll have to put up with it even if you're not happy. Who told you to be a piece of trash once you leave the classroom? Today I'm going to make you behave like a dog, remember your miserable state, and then obediently cower like a dog until graduation!" Lin Zhidao said with a smile, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A burst of laughter erupted from the surrounding area once again.

No one would think Lin Zhidao was wrong, because this really is a world where the strong prey on the weak. That cripple was really asking for death by talking back to Lin Zhidao. Wouldn't it have been better to just admit defeat and apologize?

"Go, crawl back." Lin Zhidao raised his chin, speaking with a tone of charity and pity.

Lu Ming didn't move, leaning against the flower bed, looking at Lin Zhidao with fiery eyes. Just because he answered the teacher's question correctly, was he going to be bullied by this trash?

Of course he was not satisfied!

He now hates the other person, and he hates himself even more for not being able to stand up, otherwise he would have definitely punched Lin Zhidao hard in the nose.

This is garbage!

"Pooh."

Spitting on Lin Zhidao's shoe, Lu Ming looked up at the guy in front of him who could easily take on ten of him, and grinned, "Lin Zhidao, you're really pathetic."

The surrounding laughter stopped abruptly, and then erupted into chaos.

The students who were about to leave stopped and stared at the corner by the school gate. They sighed. Sometimes, the weak can only be woken up by a harsh blow and realize how cruel this world is.

Lin Zhidao's smile turned cold. He raised his right hand, and the two people beside him stopped rubbing their hands together.

Next, he's going to use his fists to teach this kid... what reality is!

A figure appeared on the outskirts of the crowd at some point. He wore an ordinary T-shirt and ordinary canvas shoes, and his young face had a pair of calm and indifferent eyes.

He bent down and picked up the armpit crutches from the ground. The strips of cloth wrapped around them showed signs of wear and tear over the years. He weighed them in his hand.

No one cared where the armpit crutches went.

Lin Zhidao walked up to Lu Ming, looking down at him, and slowly raised his foot until the shadow covered Lu Ming's entire face.

You will regret every word you say today.

Then the foot was about to stomp down hard.

"Hi."

A voice greeted him from behind, and at the same time, a hand gently patted Lin Zhidao's shoulder.

Ok?

Lin Zhidao frowned. Who was so bold as to call out to him at this moment?

He turned his head, and the two people next to him also turned their heads.

Out of the corner of Lin Zhidao's eye, he saw the astonished expressions of the people around him and their mouths gradually widening, as well as that... armpit crutch sweeping in with a fierce momentum!

boom! !

The aluminum alloy cane struck that incredibly handsome face with undeniable force and speed.

Blood and teeth flew into the air, then followed their owners in the same parabolic arc, crashing onto the paving stones two meters away.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The thugs who were bragging to the young girl suddenly fell silent.

The hundred or so people who had been waiting with their arms crossed to watch the show froze at the same time.

Parents picking up their children nearby felt their hearts skip a beat.

Then, all eyes followed the trajectory of the parabola that had just fallen, finally focusing on the swollen side of the face, which was covered in blood.

"Living in the same environment, the difference between the strong and the weak lies in who can change it."

Lu Ze, holding the aluminum alloy armpit crutches upside down, slowly walked towards the incredulous, thin boy.

"Fuck you—" A furious roar came from the side, accompanied by a muffled thud. Lin Zhidao slammed his hand on the ground and used the recoil to jump up, his face crazed.

The school bully of Tatinlow No. 3 Middle School, the second son of the Lin Group, was actually beaten up at the gate of his own territory!

Does this person not know how to write the character for "death"?

However, Lu Ze simply took a step back, then used the balls of his feet as a pivot, turned around, and lashed out again with the force of a thousand pounds using his aluminum alloy cane.

boom!

The blow struck Lin Zhidao squarely on the cheek, instantly breaking his nose and sending blood splattering. The last word of his curse was forced back down his throat, and he was violently thrown three meters away like a tattered sack.

With a thud, Lin Zhidao landed on the ground in a miserable posture, wailing in pain.

It was as if a jar of vinegar, a jar of salt, a bottle of soy sauce, and a chili powder had all been knocked over at the same time, and all the seasonings were poured into his nasal cavity at once. Lin Zhidao felt dizzy and lightheaded. All the sensations of sourness, spiciness, and pain on his face were mixed together. The smell of blood stimulated the olfactory cells under his nose, and anger and fear made his tears flow involuntarily.

The thugs who called themselves the top dogs in Tingluo were already terrified, and a shiver ran through them, reaching the top of their heads. Meanwhile, the delinquent girls sitting on the back of the motorcycles instinctively squeezed their legs together, desperately trying to hold back the sudden urge to urinate.

The second son of the Lin Group actually... right there on his own property, in full view of everyone...

I got beaten up!!

After a brief delay, the commotion at the entrance of Tingluo No. 3 Middle School was completely ignited.

"Ah Ming, did you remember what I just said?" Lu Ze turned around, pulled Lu Ming up from the ground, patted him off the dirt, and then put the cane back under Lu Ming's arm.

"Brother..." Lu Ming looked at Lu Ze with trembling eyes.

"Second Young Master!!" The two henchmen, snapping out of their daze, instantly had bloodshot eyes.

"You're fucking asking for it!" He then pulled out two batons from his waist and ran towards Lu Ze and his brother.

Further away, a dozen thugs on motorcycles got off their bikes and drew their machetes with menacing expressions.

If they don't intervene when they see Lin Zhidao being beaten today, they'll likely suffer a terrible fate when they're held accountable later!

"Brother!" Lu Ming looked anxiously behind Lu Ze.

"Did you remember what I just said?" Lu Ze asked again, his voice calm.

"Okay... I'll remember!" Lu Ming looked at his older brother, whose aura had suddenly become unfamiliar, but whose every word and action felt incredibly familiar and dear to him, and nodded emphatically through gritted teeth.

"Very good, then today, I will teach you the first lesson of the social studies curriculum."

Lu Ze smiled, patted his younger brother on the shoulder, and then slowly turned around a second before the two batons were about to hit him.

Deep within his pupils, it was as if the flames of a blazing sun were bursting forth.