"Damn it, who the hell pulled me? Are you crazy?!" Hei Zai was about to rush onto the track to startle Wang Zikai when someone yanked him back forcefully. The thousand yuan he'd been about to grab vanished into thin air, and Hei Zai burst into a torrent of curses.
Lin Feng, who had pulled Hei Zai back, heard this and chuckled. Ignoring the crowd, he casually tossed Hei Zai onto the sand and then kicked him lightly in the stomach.
THUD! A dull sound echoed as a powerful force connected. Hei Zai felt his stomach churn and, an instant later, retched, spitting out a mouthful of acidic fluid.
"This kick is to let you know my patience isn't great," Lin Feng said with a smile. "Speak. Did Li Zhi send you to cause trouble?"
"Who... who are you?" Hei Zai lay on the ground, clutching his stomach and staring at Lin Feng in astonishment. He couldn't believe Jiangzhou University had such a formidable student, someone who dared to act so ruthlessly toward him in front of hundreds of people.
