Before Qiao Jiajin could react, that man as solid as a mountain slammed hard into his abdomen, then wrapped his arms around him and kept pushing him backward.

Qiao Jiajin finally regained his senses. He extended one leg backward and kicked against the wall, stabilizing his stance.

Then he raised both fists and, without a second thought, pounded on the man’s back.

After several punches, Qiao Jiajin suddenly discovered that this large man seemed to have trained specifically—the muscles on his back were extremely firm.

He temporarily changed tactics and directly smashed downward with his elbow.

Massive impact sounds continuously echoed.

Seeing that the large man still showed no reaction, he lifted his knee and violently slammed it toward the large man’s face.

The large man also immediately raised his right foot, intercepting this attack.

At this moment, the large man was also somewhat confused. He had thought that with this person’s thin build, he should be able to knock him down in a few moves, but each of his opponent’s moves was clearly not that of an ordinary person—he had definitely trained as well.

His back was being beaten painfully. A few more hits and he’d probably sustain injuries.

“Damn it! What are you all looking at?! Come help me hold him down!” the large man roared.

Seeing this, the surrounding people hurriedly rushed forward.

Qi Xia cried out in alarm, immediately assessing the surrounding environment. In this situation, he could take down at most two people, but what about the rest?

Even if those people were all taken down, what about Zhang Shan?

Why was he suddenly attacking Qiao Jiajin?

Seeing people running toward Qiao Jiajin, Qi Xia immediately ran to the nearest desk and chairs. He casually pushed the desk and chairs into the corridor, forming a barrier, then picked up another chair from the ground.

The school’s desks and chairs were almost all made of iron—getting hit by these things would make it hard to stand up.

The two people in front of Qi Xia were blocked, but people were still running from other directions. He could only grit his teeth and throw the chair fiercely in another direction, once again blocking two more people.

“Damn… Does this guy called Qi Xia also have skills?” someone roared.

“Never mind him! Hold down that flower-armed man first!”

Several people directly bypassed Qi Xia and ran toward Qiao Jiajin and Zhang Shan.

Qi Xia frowned, feeling very strange.

Was their target only Qiao Jiajin?

“Let him go!” Qi Xia charged at everyone, even kicking down one person along the way.

But two fists couldn’t match four hands. Qi Xia had never received any combat training—in this situation of being outnumbered, it was nearly impossible to resolve it with his mind alone.

“I’ll hold back Qi Xia, you guys hurry and capture him!” A man suddenly grabbed hold of Qi Xia and shouted to the remaining people.

Qi Xia gritted his teeth, directly grabbed the man’s ear, and then twisted it hard.

“Owwww!!” The man screamed in pain. “Let go, let go, let go!!”

Seeing that he had control over the man, Qi Xia swung his arm and struck the man’s throat with great force. The man immediately coughed dryly, fell to the ground unable to rise, and kept making retching motions.

“Are you really trying to anger me…” Qi Xia said through gritted teeth, looking viciously at the people around him. “You want to kill my teammates in front of me again? This time, even if I risk my life, I won’t let you succeed.”

Qi Xia truly went mad. He used his elbow to smash the window beside him, then pulled out a long, thin shard of glass.

His eyes were filled with fury, as if he truly wanted to kill someone.

Seeing the man before them transformed into a demonic incarnation, several people retreated one after another—none dared to approach.

Qi Xia no longer paid attention to the underlings and directly turned toward Zhang Shan.

Zhang Shan and Qiao Jiajin were currently locked together, neither able to let go.

Just as Qi Xia was about to strike at Zhang Shan, a plump figure emerged from somewhere and suddenly wrapped around Qi Xia’s waist.

“What the hell are you doing with glass shards?! Are you trying to kill someone?!” the plump figure shouted loudly. “Zhang Shan! Run!”

Qi Xia’s expression was ice-cold to the extreme. He reversed his grip on the long glass shard and was about to stab the plump figure.

But when there were still three centimeters left, Qi Xia saw that person’s appearance clearly, then his entire body stiffened and he froze in place.

It was Old Lu.

The spot where he was about to stab was exactly where the bald man had stabbed Old Lu to death before.

Back then, Old Lu had recklessly grabbed the killer to save him, but this time, he seemed to have become that villain.

How was the current predicament any different from that corridor in the hotel?

It was just that the murderer had changed from the bald man to Qi Xia.

Was Qi Xia really going to kill Old Lu?

Perhaps he could unconditionally kill anyone else here, but not Old Lu.

He finally understood why Little Glasses had been so persistent in saving Old Lu even when facing a black bear that killed without blinking.

At that time, Little Glasses had sworn earnestly: “Old Lu saved my life. I can’t ignore him.”

Yes, Old Lu was that kind of person.

The current Qi Xia was the same. Old Lu had saved his life—he couldn’t kill Old Lu.

Seeing Old Lu gritting his teeth to hold him tight, Qi Xia was out of options.

All his strength had no place to be used. After standing dazed for a moment, the glass in his hand slowly dropped to the ground.

Everyone took the opportunity to swarm forward and used a rope to tie Qiao Jiajin up thoroughly.

“Damn…” Qiao Jiajin really hadn’t seen this kind of situation before. “What the hell are you trying to do? If you’ve got the guts, keep fighting me! What kind of skill is it to have some brute just keep holding me? “

Seeing that Qiao Jiajin was finally subdued, Zhang Shan also twisted his waist with a pained expression. “Chu really wasn’t wrong. If we don’t go for the kill, seven or eight people can’t hold you down.”

“Hey! Big guy! You looked pretty capable at fighting, but turns out you bully the outnumbered with numbers?” Qiao Jiajin kept twisting his body, shouting and cursing loudly. “Using tricks, using ambushes, using encirclement—are you even a man? If you’ve got guts, let me go and fight one-on-one! Life and death by fate!”

“I…” A trace of embarrassment appeared on Zhang Shan’s face. “I’m not here to compete in martial arts with you. Who’s going to duel you?! Chu wants you tied up, so I tie you up. It’s that simple.”

“Then let Chu Tianqiu duel me!” Qiao Jiajin was clearly enraged.

His face seemed to be written with six words—”a warrior can be killed but not humiliated.” He would rather be beaten to the ground than be bound by a rope.

Seeing that the mad-dog-like man had been tied up, Old Lu slowly released his grip. He looked at the glass dropped on the ground with lingering fear, then patted Qi Xia.

Qi Xia turned to look at him, not understanding.

“Young man… just now… did you hold back?” Old Lu asked.

“I…” Qi Xia didn’t know how to answer at all and was at a loss for words.

“That was really scary… You clearly could have killed me…” Cold sweat only now belatedly appeared on Old Lu’s forehead.

“I’m just repaying a favor.” Qi Xia shook his head. “Uncle, don’t grab people like that in the future. You’re full of openings. Next time, can you switch to a safer move?”