What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

It's time to put the Huangmao Shenhao system to use.

Chapter 6

Do not speak martial arts

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows.

Li Zhiqiu was walking on the way to school. The pain in his body had eased a little, but his heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

He was feeling both excited and scared, two completely different emotions intertwined in his heart.

Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

It said: "Don't come to school! Kazama will block you at the school gate! He will take your life this time!"

"Who?" Li Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, and several figures quickly flashed through his mind. It was impossible for Policewoman Qianhe to let him escape, so the word he used was "will", in future tense, and it must be someone who knew Fengjian's whereabouts.

Not far from the school gate, Fengjian squatted in the middle of the road. His posture was like a wounded beast, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

There was gauze on his nose, through which blood from the wound could be vaguely seen, making him look even more ferocious and scary.

His eyes were as sharp as knives, coldly sweeping over every student who passed by.

The students who were stared at by him all felt a chill down their spines. They lowered their heads and walked quickly past him, not daring to stop for even a moment.

The entire campus was shrouded in an atmosphere of depression and anxiety because of his presence.

Teachers passing by also saw this scene, but they didn't want to cause trouble.

Fengjian is a well-known school bully in the school. Most teachers know that this person is not easy to deal with, so they all take the attitude of not getting involved. They choose to avoid him and do not intervene.

Ako and two other bad students were standing on the side of the road. They looked at Fengjian's back with unhappy expressions.

"Kazama doesn't really want to kill anyone, will he involve us?" One of the bad guys asked Ako in a low voice, his voice full of worry and fear.

Yazi didn't answer, but held the phone tightly and stared at Fengjian with an uneasy look on her face.

"Let's stay away from them. These two are crazy." Another bad student whispered.

He recalled the experience of being stabbed by Li Zhiqiu with a compass, and the pain and fear seemed still vivid in his mind.

Li Zhiqiu's look at that time made him feel frightened.

"Kazama won't give that guy a chance to sneak attack, he will beat him to death." Buliang muttered: "Let's get ready to call an ambulance."

At this moment, Li Zhiqiu's figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

His face was calm, as if he didn't care about anything around him.

His appearance immediately became the focus of the street.

The students around him made way for him and left him a passage, not daring to block him in the slightest.

When Fengjian saw Li Zhiqiu appear, a look of madness immediately appeared in his eyes. He stared at Li Zhiqiu closely, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

He stood up and their eyes met in the air.

The students around hid aside, whispering and talking.

They knew Fengjian and knew that he was a famous bully in the school. He was fierce and aggressive and no one dared to mess with him.

Obviously, most people were unaware of what happened last night. They just made way when they saw someone making way. However, they did not know Li Zhiqiu and were very curious about his appearance.

"Who is that man? Was Kazama hurt by him? He just looks like a good student?" a classmate asked in a low voice.

"It was Li Zhiqiu from the second grade. The news went viral in the group last night. He launched a sneak attack and injured Fengjian." Another classmate answered.

Some students took out their cell phones and prepared to take photos or videos to record the impending conflict.

Although they were afraid of being involved, they could not suppress their curiosity and excitement.

Under everyone's gaze, Li Zhiqiu walked up to Fengjian and bowed deeply at 90 degrees. His voice was loud and clear, and everyone around could hear it:

"I'm sorry. You wanted to take off my clothes yesterday, and I shouldn't have fought back. If you can forgive me, I'll do anything you want me to do."

These words were like a bombshell, causing an uproar among the crowd.

Everyone was stunned. They stared with their eyes wide open, unable to believe their ears. What the hell was taking off clothes?

The way they looked at Feng Jian suddenly became strange.

Feng Jian was stunned. He actually wanted Li Zhiqiu to take off his clothes and shoot a video, but it sounded very strange when he said it.

He instantly felt humiliated at being tricked, and his anger burned like a bucket of oil.

He roared, "I just want you to die!" His voice was filled with endless hatred.

He kicked Li Zhiqiu fiercely with great force.

Li Zhiqiu was prepared, but was kicked backward by his tall body and fell heavily to the ground.

Feng Jian did not stop there. He took a step forward and was about to step on Li Zhiqiu.

Li Zhiqiu endured the numbness and pain in his arm and rolled quickly on the ground to avoid the attack in an extremely ugly posture.

With his other hand, he took out a handful of lime from his pocket and threw it at Fengjian.

The lime spread in the air, forming a grayish-white smoke.

Feng Jian had never seen students fighting with lime, and his eyes were instantly blinded by the lime, and he felt a stinging and burning sensation.

He screamed, covered his eyes with his hands, and took a few steps back.

A fierce look flashed across Li Zhiqiu's eyes. From the corner of his eye, he saw Qianhe running towards him anxiously at the school gate.

He quickly took out a hammer and smashed it into Fengjian's knee without hesitation.

Fengjian's eyes were blinded by the lime, and at this moment he felt a sharp pain in his knee joint. The pain was unbearable and he lay on the ground screaming.

His screams were heart-wrenching and terrifying.

However, Li Zhiqiu had no intention of stopping.

He picked up the hammer and hit Fengjian's knee again and again with an expressionless face.

Every blow made Fengjian's screams more miserable and his feet gradually became abnormally twisted.

The students around were stunned by this scene, their hands holding their phones trembled uncontrollably. They watched in horror as Li Zhiqiu smashed Fengjian frantically.

There were teachers nearby, but they were so shocked by the violent scene that they dared not step forward. They could only watch from afar.

Qianhe finally approached this side, and was also frightened by Li Zhiqiu's behavior. Her face turned pale. She quickly rushed forward and hugged Li Zhiqiu tightly:

"Stop it, you're crazy!"

Li Zhiqiu was hugged tightly by Qianhe. He felt the softness and warmth of her body, which calmed the violent temper in his heart a little.

He turned his head to look at Fengjian who was screaming on the ground, only to see that his feet were severely fractured and twisted into abnormal angles. He had obviously lost the ability to move.

Li Zhiqiu let go of the hammer and let Qianhe hold it.

The students around them gradually came back to their senses from their shock. They looked at Fengjian on the ground and the hammer in Li Zhiqiu's hand, their hearts filled with fear.

Yazi, who was walking on the roadside, witnessed the whole process. She was so frightened by the violent scene that she covered her mouth and her face turned pale as paper.

She shouted in a trembling voice: "Call an ambulance!"

The bad guy next to him was already prepared, he pressed the phone tremblingly, but he didn't expect it was for Kazama.

Chapter 7

Coercion

The atmosphere in the teaching department was extremely tense. The middle-aged director of teaching had a gloomy face and was holding the phone, talking to someone in a serious voice.

From his words, one could vaguely hear that they were about the violence that had just occurred.

At one side stood a muscular physical education teacher, his eyes sharp as he stared at Li Zhiqiu who was sitting on the sofa.

There was obvious dissatisfaction and anger in his eyes.

Li Zhiqiu, on the other hand, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking calm and composed, as if he didn't care about anything around him. There was no trace of guilt or uneasiness on his face.

Teacher Jianshuo finally couldn't stand it anymore. He said to Li Zhiqiu in a deep voice: "Stand up, is this your attitude?"

As he spoke, he reached out and wanted to pick Li Zhiqiu up from the sofa.

Li Zhiqiu didn't dodge or evade. He closed his eyes and then opened them again with a calm expression: "Your son's name is Endo Yuki. He is a sophomore at Fujino Junior High School in Adachi District. He didn't inherit your violent personality and is often bullied. What a pitiful child."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the teaching department instantly became tense.

Teacher Jianshuo's expression suddenly changed, and then he was angry: "Asshole! What do you want to do!"

"Start now." Li Zhiqiu stretched out a finger: "For every word you say, I will cut off one of your son's fingers."

Teacher Jianshuo's face suddenly turned pale and he clenched and unclenched his fists.

Li Zhiqiu turned his head slightly and looked at the middle-aged dean calmly: "No need to call Watanabe. He fell down the stairs last night and is now in the hospital."

The dean of studies was about to make another call when his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, his face looking extremely ugly.

He didn't believe that Watanabe just fell down the stairs.

"Everyone saw this morning that it was Feng Jian who attacked me first, and I was forced to fight back." Li Zhiqiu stared at the dean:

"If this gets out of hand and the school covers up for bullying, guess who will be the victim who resigns."

The dean's face turned pale.

"I will ask Feng Jian not to call the police. You just need to pretend that you don't know anything about this matter. Everything will be the same as usual." Li Zhiqiu stood up from the sofa and walked out the door: "Isn't this how shitty Japanese schools always deal with things?"

Teacher Jianshuo waited for him to open the door and leave, then shouted angrily, "Are you just going to let him go like this?!"

The dean regained his composure and said, "It's not illegal for a madman to kill someone, and he's still a minor."

Teacher Jianshuo fell silent after hearing this.

Li Zhiqiu walked out of the door of the teaching office and saw Qianhe walking towards him in a hurry.

She looked worried, and her eyes moved back and forth over Li Zhiqiu, as if looking for any signs of injury.

"Are you okay?" Qianhe stretched out her hand, wanting to help Li Zhiqiu tidy up his messy collar, but she was afraid of hurting him, so her movements were gentle and cautious.

Li Zhiqiu shook his head gently, indicating that he was fine.

He looked at Qianhe's nervous expression and thought that this policewoman was quite nice.

Looking down, I saw the graceful figure wrapped in the teacher's uniform, with a protruding front and a curved back, especially the long and straight black silk legs under the hip skirt. It was so fun that I couldn't even imagine it.

"I was waiting in the classroom, but I didn't expect Fengjian to be waiting for you at the school gate." After Qianzuru confirmed that he was not injured, her eyes became serious:

"You are crazy. You actually used a hammer and lime. Now Fengjian is in the hospital with both legs broken. You have committed intentional injury."

"He won't call the police, and he's an orphan." Li Zhiqiu spread his hands: "Besides, I've already apologized. He attacked me, and I was defending myself. All the students were watching."

Qianhe was choked speechless by Li Zhiqiu's words. Matters involving students are always the most difficult and sensitive.

If no one really pursues the matter, then Li Zhiqiu may indeed be unscathed.

Even if they pursue the suspect, the issues involved are too sensitive and no police officer would be willing to get involved in this mess.

"Nitta is standing behind him." Qianhe reminded. She couldn't see through the boy in front of her for a moment. The ruthlessness and rationality shown by Li Zhiqiu made her feel scared.

"I know." Li Zhiqiu waved his hand: "I can't avoid it. In fact, I have no choice. I can only beat him into the hospital. Then I will have three months of free time."

There was a complex flash in Qianhe's eyes. Even she felt powerless about these things. After a long silence, she finally sighed, her tone full of helplessness and determination:

"I'll take you home these few days, don't run around by yourself."

"Thank you~" Li Zhiqiu's voice was sincere. Qianhe had a kind of silliness that had not been erased by the world.

Qianhe suddenly stretched out her hand and rubbed Li Zhiqiu's head, as if venting her anger.

After rubbing her head, she stopped and looked at Li Zhiqiu: "Don't act like an adult!"

The voice was a little stern, and after saying this, Chizuru turned and left without looking back.

Li Zhiqiu smiled gently, turned and walked towards the classroom. When the students around him saw him, they took the initiative to make way for him and lowered their heads not daring to look him in the eye.

His eyes were full of awe and fear. The scene outside the school in the morning was a bit outrageous.