Chapter 6: The way of the Guoshu Fighting Style! One strike and the law has been broken! (1/2)

Chapter 6: The way of the Guoshu Fighting Style! One strike and the law has been broken!

“Sigh, meat’s getting more and more expensive, the price has already risen to 20 yuan per kilogram. I’ll bring some money tomorrow and buy a bit less. We’ll smoke it for later since we’ve got to eat meat during this month. Speaking of food, our son’s been eating a lot lately. He’s probably beginning to grow, so we should make some tasty dishes today.

In the evening, the family of three ate dinner. There was stir-fried bok choy, pickled vegetables, tofu, and hot and sour peppers. Wang Chao’s parents let out a sigh; their faces filled with exhaustion. Wang Chao’s father worked at a supermarket. He left early and came back late every day. The tough labor had already taken a heavy toll on this forty-year old body.

“En.” Wang Chao’s mother ate two small mouthfuls of food and then put down her chopsticks. She silently pinched her pockets. Her face was yellow due to an illness she got last year. Even though it had been cured, the treatment used up who knows how much of their savings.

Wang Chao understood all this, but he didn’t say anything. He just silently ate his food with his head lowered.

“I’m done. I’m going to go take a walk.” Wang Chao knew about their family’s financial crisis, but there was nothing he could do about it. But now, his confidence had grown, his head as well. He was already thinking of ways to make money.

“Come back early and be careful of the cars.” His mother reminded him. Wang Chao replied and then left.

The day was gradually getting darker. The scenery at night was beautiful. Wang Chao walked and walked until he reached the South Sports Center.

The South Sports Center was a huge place for many things. There was a place for video games, a basketball court, and even many Taekwondo, Karate, Muay Thai schools. However, there was no school that taught Guoshu.

“All in!”

“Show your hand.”

“Ah, Golden Flower! Brother Liang, your luck is so good.”

The rowdy commotion got the attention of Wang Chao. Not too far away from him were five or six guys playing mahjong on a ping pong table. The leader was a young, bald male wearing a leather jacket. He had a knife scar across his throat, making him look extremely menacing.

Wang Chao had immediately recognized this male called brother Liang. He was a ruffian with around ten underlings. He frequently hung around outside of the school to cheat students of their money and flirt with girls.

In his first year, Wang Chao had once walked a bit close to a girl. One of his underlings saw this and said to brother Liang that Wang Chao was flirting with his girlfriend. He had forced Wang Chao to hand over his money and only after finding out that Wang Chao truly didn’t have any money on him, and so he punched and kicked Wang Chao a few times.

At that time, Wang Chao could only bear the humiliation because he was too afraid to fight back. But now his confidence had risen. Suddenly, out of the corners of his eyes, he noticed an underling next to brother Liang who was smoking and playing around with his lighter. He was the very same underling that had beat him up last year.

Wang Chao immediately flared up; his blood rushing to his face.

He was especially irritated when he saw the stacks of red hundred yuan bills on the table.

Blood rushed towards Wang Chao’s head as his anger rose and hatred boiled in his heart as he silently plotted.

“I’ve got a grudge and today, your daddy’s going to take revenge and make some profit at the same time.” Wang Chao quickly thought, “So many people. How am I going to fight this? I should first take out some people and then I’ll go from there. Should I take some money and then leave? Or should I do something else?”

Wang Chao calculated the various outcomes of his plan for a moment. Then, he sucked in a deep breath and then walked forward.

The group of people was focused entirely on the mahjong tiles. Hundreds of yuan bills were passed back and forth. It seemed like no one had noticed Wang Chao just yet.

“Brother Guang, it’s your turn to bet. I’m betting fifty!” A red-haired ruffian tapped the table towards Brother Guang. This brother Guang was the ruffian who had beaten up Wang Chao a year ago.

“What are you yelling for, you bitch.” Brother Guang seemed to have lost. He wasn’t happy at this fact and used his hands to slam the table.

“Lil’ Guang, don’t be so angry. Wait a bit and I’ll ask brother K to find a nice little girl for you to play with!” Brother Liang wiped his tiles and then puffed out a stream of smoke.

At this moment, Wang Chao had already reached brother Guang’s back. He suddenly grabbed Brother Guang’s hair and pulled backwards violently!

“Ah!” Brother Guang hadn’t been on guard when he was suddenly met with such a dirty trick and howled loudly towards the sky in pain.

*Kacha!* Wang Chao grabbed his hair and dragged both brother Guang and even the chair along the ground.

Wang Chao had already calculated what he would do next. The instant he grabbed the hair, his other hand swept the table. He didn’t know how many red bills he had grabbed, but he felt that his hands were full and quickly stuffed the bills into his pocket.

This time, everyone at the table noticed him and immediately stood up.