Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 21.2 - Meeting Acquaintances

translator: xiin
editor: butter

Ma Xiaoding was shocked silly.

He could play billiards, but he usually played 8-ball or 9-ball, and had never touched snooker.

Song Yu's line of sight went through the crowd and focused on Zhu Zhixing.

He was very short and very thin. He had a lot of acne on his face, looked sleazy, and his behavior was cringing and timid.

He didn't dare to lift his head when he met his gaze, standing silently behind Chen Zhijie.

Vile, cowardly, poisonous.

And it was such a person who'd caused Xie Sui to have three nightmarish years in junior high.

And he'd tried to target Xie Sui's grandmother.

He originally felt that there was no need to pursue the matter further since Xie Sui had let it go. However, while Xie Sui might be kind and tolerant, there were some people who wouldn't change their ways. Additionally, perhaps Xie Sui was still short of an apology and reparation.

Song Yu turned back to say lightly to Xie Sui, "Take them and pull back."

Xie Sui looked down and stared at him.

Song Yu took a step forward, pressed down on Ma Xiaoding's shoulder, and dragged him backwards.

Ma Xiaoding stared at him. His heart was guilty, worried, and a little confused about what he was trying to do, but even so, he subconsciously trusted in Brother Yu.

Song Yu's expression was calm as he stood there beneath the lights, but the smile on his lips was very cold, "I'll play with you, but I want to change the rules."

Chen Zhijie didn't take the seemingly polite Song Yu seriously at all. He flicked his hand and laughed, "Do you think you're qualified to negotiate with us?"

"How am I not qualified."

Song Yu suddenly reached out and grabbed the other end of the cue. He took two steps forward, dragging Chen Zhijie to a stop in front of him and grabbing him by his clothes.

His smile was tough and cold, "You can give it a try, I'll fight against your group."

The group of gangsters around them all set aside their thoughts of watching a play, and their expressions grew serious.

Just from the moves Song Yu had shown just now, it could be seen at a glance that he was a trained fighter.

"You––"

Chen Zhijie's face was flushed. He felt that all his dignity had been lost. He wanted to struggle, but the hand that was holding him by his collar was like iron, and struggling only made it more difficult to breathe. He was about to start suffocating.

Dirty Ponytail came forward, looking as though he wanted to break them apart. But Song Yu had already pulled the cue out from Chen Zhijie's hands and, as soon as he raised his arm, the tip of the cue came to a stop directly in front of Dirty Ponytail's eyes, stopping one centimeter short of stabbing straight in.

Dirty Ponytail stiffened and immediately stood still.

He stared fixedly at Song Yu's side profile.

Only, Song Yu's gaze never shifted to him. The more careless he appeared, the more frightening it was.

Song Yu spoke, "I'll definitely be taking Zhu Zhixing away today. There's no need to add that to the rules."

"So, let's change the rules. If I win, you'll bark beneath the flag. If I lose, I'll accept the penalty. Those who insult others will always be humiliated; I'll teach you a lesson today."