199: Chapter 199: The Wicked Have Their Own Scourges 199: Chapter 199: The Wicked Have Their Own Scourges In an era without mobile phones and internet, it was Hell for a homebody transmigrator.
Although Qinghe Middle School had a telephone room, Wang Yunxiao hadn’t even thought about getting a phone number from the Special Service Bureau when he had returned.
Modern people simply didn’t have this awareness.
Walking back is going to be so far…
But if he couldn’t confirm that matter, his mind couldn’t be at ease.
Wang Yunxiao didn’t speak, and Zhou Qing didn’t dare to say a word either.
In the entire Nantong District of Tianmen City, Brother Yuanxiao had a unique reputation—publicly killing someone with a knife in a busy street would make him at least a hero like Wu Song or Dian Wei in the storytelling books.
What was even scarier was that he got away with murder without any consequences, and the Governmental Office didn’t intervene.
According to Han Bin, it was rumored throughout the Jianghu World that the big loafer of Nantong District, Wang Yunxiao, nicknamed “Scar Wang,” with a leopard’s fierce eyes and a naturally brutal nature, loved to eat human flesh as his drink accompaniment and was skilled with a broadsword, having killed over a dozen people.
He had a sister known for her beauty who was married off to a high official as a concubine and was highly favored, so the government officers couldn’t do anything to him…
The storytelling culture in Tianmen City had a long and extensive history, and the locals spoke with humor and wittiness.
Making up stories was like second nature to them, and the stories became more exaggerated as they were passed on from one person to another.
It was like this outside, not to mention what his image was like at school.
Zhou Qing was inherently timid, and she nearly died of fright when Wang Yunxiao pinched her cheek.
If it weren’t for the seemingly kind-hearted Little Gourd…
Kind-hearted my ass!
Little Gourd, the sworn younger sister of Wang Yunxiao’s gang, was the only one in Qinghe Middle School, boy or girl, who had a scar on her face.
The nickname “Scar Wang” started initially from someone with a loose tongue who teased her.
There’s no need to mention what happened to that loose-tongued person.
Now, no one dared to bring up this matter.
How could he be a good person, so terrifying!
“It’s okay, don’t be afraid, my brother is thinking about other things, it has nothing to do with you.”
Little Gourd climbed over the wall to go out and bought three ice popsicles and, after repeated persuasions, finally managed to calm Zhou Qing down.
“Okay, tell sister, what trouble did you exactly run into?”
Zhou Qing cautiously stole a glance at Wang Yunxiao, who was silently chewing on a popsicle next to her, and said quietly, biting her lip, “It’s not actually me, it’s a classmate of mine named Jiang Yinyin.
We both came from the same…
a place.
I no longer have family, but she still has parents, and a few days ago, her parents found her…”
“Wait a sec, who?
Jiang Yinyin?”
Wang Yunxiao bit off half a popsicle and said to Little Gourd, “Go check whether there is a person named Shen Haowen in class two of the third year.”
This name sounded too familiar.
Wang Yunxiao retained a very vivid impression of the long-tongued woman who gnawed on a child’s arm he encountered behind the cafeteria on the very first night he had transmigrated.
As the person involved, he remembered it very clearly.
Later, Huo Qingyang asked him to investigate, leading him to find out that a student named Jiang Yinyin had disappeared from the school.
Zhou Qing survived, and Jiang Yinyin was alive too?
It seemed this Time-Space Retrospection event was earlier than he had imagined.
Wang Yunxiao thought about it and realized it was quite normal, as if based on the original timeline, the Cosmos should have already been halfway from Saifu when he transmigrated.
But why would the Time-Space Retrospection affect Qinghe Middle School, especially involving Jiang Yinyin?
Zhou Qing’s death had somewhat to do with me beating up that paparazzo at the school gate.
Jiang Yinyin had no relation to me.
By the time I had transmigrated, she had already been turned into sashimi.
How could her fate change and then she lives safely up to now?
Wang Yunxiao stepped closer to Zhou Qing and said sternly, “Explain everything about you and Jiang Yinyin, from the beginning, don’t hide anything from me, I know what background you come from.”
Zhou Qing pursed her lips, ready to cry.
“Don’t cry!
Speak!”
Wang Yunxiao’s shout scared her tears back.
“I…
I was brought here from the south, Jiang Yinyin is a local, her dad is a hopeless gambler, lost all the valuables in the house, and even sold her to Guixiang Pavilion for just ten pieces of silver.”
Zhou Qing shrank her neck, speaking in a wronged, soft voice, “Later, Guixiang Pavilion closed down, ‘mother’… the madam was arrested, I heard she was shot.
The older sisters were sent to a technical school, said to study for two years before going to work in the cotton mill.
As for those of us about the same age as Yinyin and me, the principal took us in here.
The principal gave me a new name, Yinyin already had a surname, so he didn’t change hers.”
“Later…
after that…
just a few days ago, her parents somehow found out where she was and came to the school.
The school couldn’t very well stop them from meeting… but who would have thought, her dad hasn’t changed at all, tricked her into going home just to sell her again!”
I understood.
Although Zhou Qing’s description was stuttered, Wang Yunxiao had basically grasped the entire situation after listening.
No wonder Principal Zhou said that this matter had to be handled by me.
The school could handle official matters, but there were always some people who would shamelessly exploit their flexible moral boundaries to blackmail others’ conscience.
The kind of thing where a person could get his daughter back only to sell her again, some people really could do such a thing.
Talking about rules, morals, or laws with him is pointless; his brain can’t process that level of thought.
After all, they were her biological parents, and the school had no right to stop them from being recognized.
Such matters, even if they went to the police station, would be a mess that couldn’t be clearly explained.
But that doesn’t mean there are absolutely no solutions.
Evil people require evil people to grind them down.
Principal Zhou naturally wouldn’t let his students engage in major wicked and evil deeds, but dealing with such despicable scoundrels, having Wang Yunxiao step in was more than appropriate.
“Come, take me to your class!”
Wang Yunxiao indeed had no brothers around him, but that didn’t mean he had no one to use.
Inside and outside the school, there were plenty of people who wanted to follow Brother Yuanxiao, to live comfortably under his care.
It was just that he himself didn’t want to recruit so many people.
Arriving at Zhou Qing’s class, Wang Yunxiao pushed open the door, and greeted the teacher on the podium with a fist: “Teacher, please hold on for a moment, I have something to say.”
The teacher, who was not the homeroom teacher of Class 2-1, saw Wang Yunxiao with a fierce face coming in and was a bit alarmed, quickly stepping aside.
The students in the class were utterly silent, having no idea what this big loafer wanted to do.
Wang Yunxiao stepped onto the podium, snorted coldly, “Is Jiang Yinyin in your class?”
Immediately, some students instinctively looked towards an empty seat in the classroom.
“Your classmate gets bullied to death and you lot are still bloody memorizing words here?”
Wang Yunxiao slapped the podium: “Is there any real man here with guts?
Grab your tools and follow me!”
After a moment of silence, the entire classroom erupted.