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Chapter 366: Chapter 270 Run, Why Aren’t You Running Anymore? (5200 words)_3
Several athletic students listened, their expressions filled with anticipation. These days, most athletic students come from just average families. Otherwise, why would they pursue sports?
Why not study art? Isn’t that good too?
95% of people haven’t ever tasted lobster.
Moreover, not only is there lobster, but after the job is done, each person would receive a reward of five hundred yuan.
Qi Tianheng’s family really does own a big factory, the expenses for this round were approaching tens of thousands.
Yet for Qi Tianheng, it was nothing to worry about; he currently had nearly 200,000 yuan in pocket money on him. When he had to compensate Yang Sheng for his bicycle, he casually pulled out five thousand.
Zhao Xiaofeng waved his hand like a special forces commander:
"Everyone, disperse and follow me!"
Zhang Chi led the way, his mind filled with thoughts of routers and striking it rich.
He didn’t notice the people following behind him.
Until he reached an open street where there were few people and even fewer passing cars.
Zhang Chi suddenly felt something was off, turned his head, and saw Zhao Xiaofeng and several boys behind him.
Zhang Chi immediately recognized Zhao Xiaofeng, a cohort of Qi Tianheng.
Zhao Xiaofeng, preparing to take action behind him, immediately shouted:
"Get him!"
As his words fell, eight athletic students chased after Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi wasn’t stupid; he was rather rash, but he knew very well that being surrounded and attacked by a group would definitely result in a one-sided beating.
With such a lineup, even someone as big as a polar bear like Yan Tianpeng would get beaten.
Zhang Chi took off running, sprinting out in his Feiyue sneakers.
His physical fitness was indeed good, but compared to athletic students specifically trained in running, he was far behind.
Spurred by the promise of five hundred yuan and a seafood feast, that group of athletic students charged with more ferocity than anyone.
Zhang Chi ran along the empty road for a while, realizing he couldn’t outrun them!
Seeing he was about to be caught, Zhang Chi stepped on the curb, planning to take a detour.
The people behind him chased even more urgently.
Zhao Xiaofeng shouted from afar:
"Zhang Chi, where do you think you’re escaping to?"
Panic-stricken, Zhang Chi looked around and spotted a brand-new white commercial vehicle.
He crouched down and slid under the vehicle’s chassis.
A few seconds later, the athletic students caught up, and Zhao Xiaofeng and Qi Tianheng arrived at the vehicle.
Zhao Xiaofeng pointed at the vehicle and taunted:
"Run, why aren’t you running now? You think you can escape?"
"Hahaha, the kid’s chickened out."
The surrounding athletic students joined in the laughter.
Qi Tianheng straightened his clothes, lit a cigarette, took a drag, and said leisurely:
"Let’s take our time with him."
Zhao Xiaofeng said, "Brother Tian, you keep watch. I’ll get him out."
"What are you waiting for, drag him out!" Zhao Xiaofeng told the athletic students.
Five hundred yuan; these days, even laboring on a construction site you’d need to work three days for that!
An athletic student in a white tank top, eager to earn credit, immediately lay down and crawled towards the chassis.
Zhang Chi under the vehicle surely wouldn’t just wait to be caught; he aimed and kicked at the face of the person crawling underneath.
Fortunately, the athletic student was quick to block with his hands, otherwise his nose would have definitely been bloodied by that kick.
The white tank top athletic student pulled back.
He stood up and cursed: "Almost kicked my face, this fucker’s like a turtle."
He showed his hand with two dirt marks on it.
Zhao Xiaofeng shouted under the vehicle: "Zhang Chi, if you’re a man, come out."
Zhang Chi wasn’t a man.
From under the vehicle, he shouted: "If you’re so capable, come in here; I’ll kick whoever comes!"
"Son of a bitch, so cocky!" Zhao Xiaofeng couldn’t stand it.
"You won’t come out, huh? Alright, alright, you just wait!"
Zhao Xiaofeng walked around the business van twice and said to the athletes:
"Guys, let’s push the car."
Zhao Xiaofeng went to the back of the van, and the athletes followed.
They relied on their numbers and strength to push the car together, but for some reason, it was especially hard to push. After exerting a huge effort, they finally pushed it a distance.
Qi Tianheng, who was observing nearby, intervened, "Stop pushing, Zhang Chi is crawling along with the car."
Qi Tianheng saw it clearly—it was a waste of effort.
Zhao Xiaofeng was frustrated; Zhang Chi was now shrinking under the car like a turtle.
He looked around and suddenly spotted, a few dozen meters away, a small silver truck with many crates piled full of tomatoes.
Zhao Xiaofeng had an idea: "Three of you, come with me!"
Soon, Zhao Xiaofeng brought over two boxes of tomatoes.
The tomatoes were bigger than fists, heavy.
Zhao Xiaofeng picked a tomato: "Hit him with this!"
"Let’s see if he comes out."
He held the tomato and threw it hard under the car, hitting Zhang Chi with a "bang."
Zhang Chi groaned in pain.
"Hahaha, get him!" Zhao Xiaofeng laughed wildly.
So eight athletes surrounded the business van and started throwing tomatoes inside.
Numerous red tomatoes flew towards the bottom of the car, the accurately thrown ones hitting Zhang Chi, the others hitting the body, tires, and license plate, splattering tomato juice everywhere.
At first, Zhang Chi screamed in pain, but as more tomatoes accumulated under the car, he piled them around himself. Thus, incoming tomatoes could not reach him.
Zhao Xiaofeng and the others realized the problem.
Wasn’t this a waste?
Zhao Xiaofeng looked around and then saw the small saplings planted in the greenbelt.
"Not coming out, huh?"
"Few of you, come with me."
He led some men to pull out the saplings.
When they returned, each athlete was holding a sapling.
"Stab him!"
Eight athletes surrounded a car, wielding saplings and jabbing them under the car.
Zhang Chi continued to groan as he kept piling up the tomatoes, using them as a shelter.
Zhao Xiaofeng, seeing the modest effect, went back to the greenbelt.
This time, he prepared to uproot a bigger one!
Zhao Xiaofeng targeted a decorative tree as thick as a bowl and called people over to help.
The tree was tough to handle, not enough men, soon all the athletes came over to pull out the tree.
They pulled with great fervor, April’s weather causing everyone to sweat profusely.
The athletes in white tank tops even took off their tops and continued pulling bare-chested.
"One, two, three!" Zhao Xiaofeng shouted the chant, "Up!"
Zhao Xiaofeng exerted himself mightily, veins bulging.
Just as they were about to uproot it completely, they heard Qi Tianheng shouting urgently:
"Come back, come back!"
"Zhang Chi has run from under the car!"
Zhao Xiaofeng and the others, halfway through uprooting the tree, followed Qi Tianheng to chase Zhang Chi.
The place soon cleared up.
About ten minutes later, Gao Heshuai approached with a smile on his face, but his smile quickly disappeared.
He looked at the white business van.
That was his new car.
He saw that the lower half of the car was covered in crimson "blood" stains.
Frightened, Gao Heshuai jumped back, his face filled with horror: "What happened to my car!"
