The entire courtyard is full of villains

Just as he was filled with joy and about to take that crucial step—

"Crack! Crack!"

He was hit twice on the forehead and slapped twice on the body.

"Jiecheng! Get up! You have to go to work odd jobs today, what time is it and you're still sleeping?!"

Chapter 128 is utterly disgusting.

Ding, ding, ding—Old Sun, the gatekeeper, looked at the wall clock and rang the bell to signal the end of get out of class on time.

Yan Bugui, with a long face, slowly shuffled into the teachers' lounge. Ever since his house was burgled during the Spring Festival, he had been looking like this, full of bad luck. His colleagues in the teaching and research group were used to it.

"Comrades! Comrades!" A male teacher strode in excitedly. "I just came back from the cafeteria. Guess what we have for lunch today?"

"What else could it be? Cabbage stew with potatoes, of course."

"Let me tell you, today we have a dish—braised cabbage and glass noodles with lard!"

"Really?" The air in the teaching and research office suddenly became hot.

A female teacher next to him glanced at Yan Bugui's long face and said, "Teacher Yan, the cafeteria has some good food today. Why don't you go home for lunch and come eat with us?"

Yan Bugui forced a smile: "Forget it, I... I won't go. The food at home is all cooked, and if I don't go back, it'll be leftovers."

The other teachers didn't say anything, but they all thought it was unacceptable: With your scheming nature, how could you possibly have leftovers at home?

Just then, Yan Bugui's empty stomach, which had been rumbling since morning, betrayed him with a muffled gurgling sound. The atmosphere instantly became awkward. Feeling embarrassed, he coughed and turned his gaze to the window.

Outside the school gate, a commotion was brewing. A burly man with a shaved head and a fierce-looking face led a group of people to the school gate. They pulled a cart and first unloaded several rolls of banners from it.

"Liu Qian, come down!" the burly man called out.

Liu Qian jumped down from the cart, subconsciously licking her dry lips, looking somewhat lost.

"Call me Big Dog Bro."

"Big Dog Bro," Liu Qian called out obediently.

"What should we say if someone asks what our relationship is?"

“Big Dog Brother… just say that you are my brother’s friend, and that you are indignant about what happened to me, so you came to stand up for me.”

"Oh, right." Big Dog clicked his tongue. "But I actually met your brother a few times back in the day. What a pity." He clicked his tongue too, then instructed, "Little sister, remember, no matter what happens later, just cry. If the police don't come, don't say a word, just keep crying. Got it?"

"I heard you, Big Dog. Thank you for your help this time."

"No trouble at all, we're just doing this for Second Master." After saying that, Big Dog turned around and waved to the others: "Hey guys, put the banner on the bamboo pole! Monkey, you hurry up, get the glue later and stick this paper on... stick it on the wall over at the guardhouse. San Dezi! What time is it?"

San Dezi pulled out an old pocket watch with a chipped corner from his pocket, glanced at it, and said, "Big Dog, it's almost twelve o'clock."

"Alright, let's get started!" Big Dog raised his chin. "Liu Qian, you go to the school gate and kneel down."

"understood."

The subordinates responded one by one and got to work.

Old Sun, the gatekeeper, had noticed the group long ago; they didn't seem like good people. But he didn't think much of it. Looking up, he saw the clock on the table was almost midnight, so he got up to open the school gate. Just as he reached the gate, he saw a young woman kneel down abruptly in the center of the gate.

Old Sun's heart skipped a beat. He quickly grabbed his hat and pulled it up, while simultaneously pulling the sleeves of his coat over his shoulder as he hurried outside. "Oh my goodness! What... what's going on here?" He rushed to the door. "Young lady, this is a school, not a police station or a government office. What are you doing kneeling here?"

Liu Qian lowered her head, remaining silent, only her tears falling to the ground in a steady stream.

"Hey, young lady, you..." Old Sun was a little at a loss when he saw that she was crying. "If you have any grievances, you have to go to the government or the police station! We're just a primary school, we really can't solve any problems for you."

"Hey! Old man," Big Dog stepped forward, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and shoved Old Sun's hand aside, "who do you think you are as a leader? Do you even know what's going on before you start yelling?"

Old Sun was pushed so hard he stumbled, looking both helpless and anxious: "Young man, this is a school! If your sister has any grievances, you should go to the government..."

"Who told you that my sister's grievances should be addressed by government agencies?" Big Dog's voice suddenly rose, spitting almost onto Old Sun's face. "Let me tell you, my sister's grievances are the result of the people at your school! Every wrong has its perpetrator, and today I'm not going to the government, I'm going to go after your school!"

Seeing that he couldn't reason with him, Old Sun panicked and turned to run into the school, where he bumped into Principal Cheng. Principal Cheng had finally managed to get some lard today, thinking of improving the teachers' meals, and was happily preparing to go to the cafeteria himself when he saw Old Sun rushing over, panting.

"Principal Cheng! Principal Cheng! Something terrible has happened!"

"Master Sun? Are you... rushing to the cafeteria to grab food?" Principal Cheng joked.

"Who cares about eating now!" Old Sun grabbed his arm. "Come with me to the gate! Someone...someone is kneeling at the school gate!"

"Huh? Why are you kneeling at our school gate?" Principal Cheng asked, puzzled, as he was being dragged outside.

"I asked! They said... they said it was our school that caused this mess, and they came here specifically to settle scores with us!"

"Our school? What kind of trouble could our Sesame Alley Elementary School possibly cause?" Principal Cheng was completely bewildered, but he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

The two rushed to the school gate. Sure enough, Liu Qian was still kneeling there, surrounded by a sparse crowd of onlookers. Big Dog was directing his men: "Hey guys, set up the banner! Unfurl it! Monkey! Spread the paste evenly, and stick the paper straight! Stick it on that gatehouse wall!"

Principal Cheng felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this scene. He forced himself to step forward: "Y-hello, comrade..."

Big Dog turned around at the sound of the voice, saw Principal Cheng, and a smile spread across his face. He even extended his hand and asked, "And you are?"

"I am the principal of Sesame Alley Elementary School, and my surname is Cheng."

"Hey! Principal Cheng!" Big Dog hurriedly grabbed Principal Cheng's hand and shook it vigorously, his attitude surprisingly "enthusiastic".

Seeing that his attitude wasn't too overbearing, Principal Cheng mustered his courage and said, "Young comrade, could you... perhaps let this young lady stand up and speak first? This is at the school gate, with people coming and going, and this... is really not a good look. Please let her stand up first, and tell me what's wrong. As long as it's within the school's capabilities and can be resolved, I will do my best. What do you think?"

“Hmm… Principal Cheng,” Big Dog sighed deeply, feigning distress, and pointed at Liu Qian kneeling on the ground, “Logically speaking, this matter shouldn’t have come to your school. But this was handled… utterly despicable!” He paused, his tone becoming heavy, “My sister used to be a student of your school. But now… she’s been forced to the point where she can’t even go home! She’s only eighteen!”

He looked up at Principal Cheng and said, "Principal Cheng, her brother and I are sworn brothers! Let's put ourselves in her shoes. If you had a daughter in your family who was forced into this situation at such a young age, wouldn't you be angry? Wouldn't you feel heartbroken?"

Chapter 129 Inhuman and Depraved

Principal Cheng became increasingly confused, even finding it somewhat unbelievable: "Comrade, you mean... our school's teachers persecuted this little girl? This... how could this be! We're just a primary school, full of teachers dedicated to educating and nurturing students. What teacher could have such audacity!"

"Who else could it be?!" Big Dog suddenly raised his voice, "It's Yan Bugui from your school!" He turned his head and gestured with his chin towards Liu Qian, who was kneeling down: "Girl, tell me, isn't it that guy surnamed Yan?"

Liu Qian trembled and nodded heavily with tears in her eyes.

"Teacher Yan... Teacher Yan Bugui?" Principal Cheng still couldn't believe it. "Comrade, as far as I know, Teacher Yan is just an ordinary teacher. How could he... how could he possibly do such a thing?"

"An ordinary person? Is he even human?!" Big Dog suddenly became agitated, pointing at Liu Qian with his finger, his voice trembling. "Four years ago! My sister was only fourteen! Back then, our family was poor, and she started school late. She was only in sixth grade at fourteen, in Yan Bugui's class! But who would have thought that Yan Bugui, that beast—who looked like a scholar but was actually such a filthy monster, would lay his hands on my sister! She was only fourteen! And Yan Bugui, that…that dog, defiled her!"

"Huh?!" Principal Cheng's eyes widened in surprise. "Comrade, you can't say things like that!"

"How can I say such nonsense?! He's allowed to do it, but we're not allowed to seek justice?" Big Dog Brother spat almost onto Principal Cheng's face. "My sister was ruined by him! Some time ago, she got married, and on their wedding night, they saw that she didn't bleed, so they immediately forced her to reveal the truth!"

The man sent her back to her parents' home that very night! My poor brother died young, leaving the family without a pillar of support, and my elderly mother cried herself blind because of this! If I hadn't found out, my sister… she would have hanged herself long ago! He gasped for breath, staring intently at Principal Cheng: “Principal Cheng, you be the judge, tell me, what woman would risk her own reputation to slander someone else? Huh?”

Before Principal Cheng could answer, Big Dog suddenly turned to his men: "Monkey! Have you put it up yet?! San Dezi! You guys, raise the banner high! Unfurl it! Let all the neighbors in this alley see what kind of person Yan Bugui is!"

He then turned to the crowd of onlookers, pounding his chest and shouting, "Heavens above! Yan Bugui is a beast! He could lay a hand on a fourteen-year-old girl! He ruined her life! And yet he feels perfectly at ease, acting like nothing happened while he's here as a teacher! Is there no justice in this world?!"

The crowd gathered at the school gate, who had come just to watch the excitement, were shocked to witness such a sensational event, and immediately erupted in a frenzy.

"My God! A teacher actually harmed one of his own students! That child is only 14 years old! He's worse than an animal!"

"That's right, their professional ethics have been corrupted to the core!"

"Does your child attend school here? I think you should transfer them to another school as soon as possible. If something like this happens, their life will be ruined!"

"There's no way other teachers in this school might be doing the same thing; it's terrifying to even think about..."

In the second-floor teaching and research office, a group of teachers crowded around the window, peeking out. Principal Cheng hadn't returned for a while, and they were all chattering amongst themselves: "What's going on? Someone's actually blocking the school gate and causing a scene. I've only ever heard of people causing trouble at hospitals or government offices before."

"Who knows? Judging from the way they're acting, it seems like this is no small matter."

"Can Principal Cheng keep things under control? He's not disrupting our classes..."

Just then, a sharp-eyed male teacher suddenly pointed downstairs and raised his voice: "Hey! Look at that banner! It looks like it has Teacher Yan's name on it!"

"Where? Where?" Yan Bugui quickly took two steps forward. He had worn his glasses for several years, and the lenses were worn and blurry, making it difficult to see clearly.

The female teacher next to her had already seen it clearly and read it out word by word, her voice trembling: "Wang, Wei, Shi, Biao, Yan, Bu, Gui! Se, Zhong, E, Mo, Yan, Bu, Gui!"

After she finished reading, her face turned pale, and the teaching and research office fell silent instantly.

Yan Bugui blinked, still not understanding: "What exactly does it say up there?"

After a long silence, the male teacher from before mustered up his courage and said, "Teacher Yan, why don't you... go and check at the entrance yourself?"

At the school gate, Principal Cheng, seeing the ever-growing crowd, broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly said to Big Dog, "Comrade, whether this is true or false, blocking the school gate isn't a solution. It's having a terrible impact!"

"If we don't block the school gate, whose gate should we block?" Big Dog sneered. "Principal Cheng, I have two questions for you: Is Yan Bugui still a teacher here?"

Principal Chen nodded, his face bitter: "Yes."

"My sister had an accident at your school back then. Shouldn't your school be held responsible?"

“He should take responsibility, but…”

"No buts!" Big Dog interrupted him. "I know what you're trying to say, are you asking why we didn't call the police?"

His eyes were red and swollen. "But think about it, it's been four years. The evidence is long gone. Do you think the police can arrest that beast Yan Bugui? Absolutely not! My sister, so young, has had her life ruined by him. Who can I hold accountable for this?"

“Principal Cheng,” Big Dog Brother stared fiercely at Principal Cheng, “you are also a parent. If your daughter encountered something like this, could you accept it?”

Principal Cheng was speechless when asked the question, and the crowd around him stared at him with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

He knew this matter could no longer be suppressed, so he sighed and pulled Old Sun over to him: "Old Sun, hurry up and report it to the police! Our school can't handle this; we can only hand it over to the authorities!"

In the teaching and research office, Yan Bugui panicked—this teacher refused to speak, and that teacher wouldn't say a word, so he had no choice but to turn around, go downstairs, and run alone towards the school gate.

Several teachers in the teaching and research group watched him leave, and then began to whisper among themselves.

"Hey, do you guys think the Yan Bugui thing is true or not?"

"I don't think so... Although Yan Bugui is a bit stingy and calculating, he shouldn't be capable of doing something so heinous."

A female teacher rolled her eyes upon hearing this: "You can't be sure about that. Don't you think about it? Why would that young girl wrongly accuse him instead of someone else? It takes two to tango. Besides, what woman would joke around with her own innocence like that?"

"That's right, that's right!" Several female teachers nearby immediately echoed in unison.

An older teacher then slowly spoke up: "You may not know, but Yan Bugui wasn't originally a teacher. He used to run a small business near Qianmen, and later, I don't know who got him, he transferred to our school. It's just that when the school was first established, there were few teachers, and they didn't vet them carefully. Otherwise, how could someone like him... with his strong sense of social connections, have become a teacher at our school?"

He paused, then lowered his voice: "I reckon this might actually be true. Think about it, if that girl didn't have some solid evidence, would she dare to make such a big fuss? If it's fake, wouldn't that just be giving the police a free credit? I think... Yan Bugui is probably really in trouble this time."

Chapter 130 How can we live?

Yan Bugui jogged all the way to the school gate. Just one glance at the words on the banner made his legs go weak—

Yan Bugui, the Demon of Lust