Upon hearing this, everyone's face showed a simultaneous shock.

"Brother Yang, let's fight them."

Guo Xiaobin gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, picked up a beer bottle, and shouted angrily.

"Yes, let's fight them!"

"There are over twenty of us, against their three, we can play them to death."

"Let's all fight side by side."

"..."

With Qin Yang's rallying cry and Guo Xiaobin leading the charge, the youthful hot-bloodedness within these boys was ignited. They picked up beer bottles, ashtrays, and other handy weapons from the table; the two boys near the suite's private bathroom even took out a toilet brush and a mop handle.

Seeing this, Qin Yang smiled slightly and nodded. A man should show responsibility and courage at the right time. If the girls in the class were bullied by outsiders and no one reacted, it would be truly disappointing.

"A bunch of reckless fools."

Brother Long, who was wearing a gold chain, glanced at these students, his face growing fiercer, which combined with the fresh blood on his face, made him appear quite sinister.

"Beat these bastards to death for daring to mess with the girls in our class."

Guo Xiaobin, who normally wasn't very bold, suddenly found courage and charged forward first.

Bam!

He barely got close when Brother Long kicked him, sending him flying, his face pale as he clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.

"I'll fight you too!"

Having been thrown onto the table earlier and getting his head smashed, Zheng Wei charged forward, but was also kicked away by Brother Long.

Bang! Bang!

Wang Shuai gritted his teeth, fiercely threw two beer bottles, one hitting Brother Long's body, the other hitting his head, then picked up another beer bottle and charged forward.

With Guo Xiaobin, Zheng Wei, and Wang Shuai leading the charge, the other boys' blood also ignited, and they charged forward with reddened eyes.

So many people assaulting Brother Long alone, despite his strength, he got hit quite a few times on the head and body.

"Damn, these punks have grown guts."

The guy with the earring changed expression.

"Damn it, get in there, don't just watch Brother Long get beaten up."

The man in the black vest extinguished his cigarette and shouted angrily.

At this, the earring guy and vest guy also joined the students' melee.

Inside the suite, a chaotic brawl unfolded, with the boys wielding beer bottles, seven or eight against one. However, these street fighters had far more experience and ferocity than the students.

"If I don't take out a couple of these punks today, I won't be showing my strength."

Brother Long sneered, drawing a glinting knife from his waist, and without hesitation, he stabbed at the nearest Wang Shuai.

Wang Shuai's face went pale; if he got stabbed, his life might end here.

Swish!

At this critical moment, in the chaos, a sharp green light shot forth, precisely piercing Brother Long's wrist, creating a bloody hole that streamed blood.

"Ah!"

Screaming in pain, Brother Long dropped the knife as his wrist was shot through.

Wang Shuai turned and looked complexly at Qin Yang. Despite the chaos, he knew it was Qin Yang who saved him.

Wang Shuai turned back to face Brother Long, remembering how he got slapped by Brother Long in the bathroom and even got peed on. Wang Shuai roared in fury.

"I'm fighting you!"

Wang Shuai somehow found the strength and sprang up, tackling the towering Brother Long to the ground.

Thud thud thud!

Wang Shuai, eyes red, repeatedly punched Brother Long's face with tortoise fist punches. Seeing this, the other students also kicked the downed Brother Long.

Meanwhile, the earring guy and vest guy fought fiercely but couldn't withstand so many hands and bottles. Soon, they both got hit on the head with beer bottles, falling to the ground.

The students ruthlessly kicked the three men who were downed.

This happened because the trio wasn't well-prepared; they didn't bring suitable weapons when they came, or else these students certainly wouldn't have been a match for them.

After the melee, Brother Long, the earring guy, and vest guy were all knocked out on the ground, heads bloody, with Brother Long beaten severely by Wang Shuai's punches, leaving his face covered in blood.

At this point, the suite door swung open, and the commotion clearly alerted people in the neighboring suite.

"What's these three doing? Can't even handle some students?"

With a contemptuous snort, six people emerged from the neighboring suite.

The students, feeling like they had been injected with adrenaline, after dealing with the three inside, surged out of the suite simultaneously.

Swish swish swish!

The two groups quickly appeared in the wide hallway, with the students holding beer bottles, mops, toilet brushes, and other weapons.

On the other side stood six adults, each looking fierce, with a young man sporting a lock of white hair at the center. Behind him were five men with Flying Eagle tattoos on their arms, and the two closest to the white-haired youth held machetes.

This display made the students apprehensive, as they'd only seen machetes on TV, never in real life.

"Hmph, those three are damn useless, can't even handle some students."

The white-haired youth sneered contemptuously. Despite over twenty boys on the opposite side and only six of them, his demeanor showed no concern for the students.

"Who's in charge among you?"

The white-haired youth scanned the student group with sharp eyes.

"It's me."

Qin Yang stepped forward expressionlessly.

"A student punk daring to fight the Flying Eagle Gang? You're gutsy; hope you won't piss your pants later. Ying Wu, Ying Liu, waste an arm of his."

The white-haired youth, with piercing eyes, glanced at Qin Yang then spoke to the two machete-wielding men beside him.

"Yes, Boss White Eagle."

Ying Wu and Ying Liu responded, their expressions fierce, and walked towards Qin Yang.

The boys' faces turned collectively, clearly not expecting these men to start by trying to cripple someone.

"Who dares, classmates, let's fight them."

Guo Xiaobin gritted his teeth, stepped forward.

"Yes, fight them!"

"What's the big deal with machetes? There are so many of us; we can't defeat them..."

"..."

The other boys shouted in unison.

The students getting hit here and there is fine, but Qin Yang won't let the machetes harm them.

At this, a cold glint flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, and he moved swiftly to the side of the two.

Ying Wu and Ying Liu clearly didn't expect Qin Yang's speed. They raised their machetes to slash at him.

However, in the next moment, Qin Yang's iron-like hands firmly grasped their wrists, immobilizing them.

Crack! Crack!

The sound of bones breaking echoed, and Ying Wu and Ying Liu's wrists sagged, faces showing a touch of pain, causing their machetes to drop to the ground.

"Get lost!"

Qin Yang shouted coldly, delivering a kick each that sent the two smashing against the corridor wall, eyes bulging and blood rising from the enormous force, their faces contorted in pain as they slid down.

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