Chapter 111: His prized possession was injured in first place on the exam stall

Chapter 111

Shi Li nodded, "I think that's a good idea too, but I want to say that there's no inherently good or bad personality - whether you're strong-willed or gentle, both are fine. Bad people don't bully you because of your personality, but because they themselves are not good people. It's because they're bad, and it has nothing to do with you."

Tears fell from the eyes of the bullied girl. "I often think, if I could be a bit tougher, if both my parents were by my side, maybe I wouldn't be bullied."

"It's not your fault that you encountered these bad people. It's just that you were unlucky and didn't meet good people."

"A tougher personality would undoubtedly lead to less bullying, that's for certain."

The girl left in a hurry, and it was unclear whether she had taken any of their advice to heart.

She refused to report it to the police, fearing retaliation from the bullies. Shi Li was unsure whether she should send the video in her possession to the police.

Shi Li was also worried that if she reported it, the girl might face even more severe retaliation in the future.

If the girl couldn't stand up for herself, no amount of effort from outsiders would make a difference.

There was another possibility - that the abusers might suddenly have an accident and be gone, though the chances of such an accident were practically zero.

As they headed to the main road, Song Ying's mood took on a different tone.

In less than half an hour, she had learned the true cause of her own death - that she had been bullied and, unable to cope, had taken her own life.

She didn't think she would ever consider suicide, but that was how it had ended.

Moreover, she had seen the thugs who would have bullied her in another possibility, now bullying a frail girl.

Song Ying's feelings were particularly strange, and Shi Li's mood was even worse.

[My reaction is really something else, the child dies and I come to comfort, only thinking to turn when the car hits the tree]

[Those bastards walked away, and only then did I realize they were the main culprits who would bully Song Ying for two years, driving her to suicide]

[If I could do it over, I would have rushed over and beaten them up to vent my anger]

[The reason is ready-made, I can't stand seeing the weak being bullied, I should step up]

People are selfish by nature, and Shi Li was no exception. When encountering strangers being bullied by a group, Shi Li felt that stepping up to stop it was already going above and beyond.

But if that group were the bad people who would bully her friend, just thinking about it made Shi Li's hands itch.

Even though it hadn't happened in this life, these people were paying for the evil they had done in their previous life.

Whether people should pay for the evil done in their previous lives is a complex question.

Shi Li wasn't a philosopher; she couldn't rationally answer this question. She just wanted to give these people a good thrashing to vent her anger.

Hearing this, Song Ying felt incredibly warm inside. The feeling of being cherished was quite nice.

She heard that her future self would be bullied, but didn't feel angry about it. After all, it was something that hadn't happened yet, and it was hard for her to empathize. However, upon hearing about the cause of her death, a faint melancholy washed over her, a kind of vague uncertainty about the future.

The old neighborhood was quite maze-like, and no one expected that the group of people Shi Li had been mentally flogging would be encountered again just around the corner.

This could be described as the old neighborhood version of "love around the corner."

She doubted what she was seeing, but they were indeed baseball bats.

It was from the time they went to Duan Yaojing's house, when everyone was prepared to attack the pervert who stole underwear, but Shi Li's shout had brought the formidable Grandma Sun instead.

The baseball bats the classmates had brought that day hadn't been put to use and had become decorative items.

Although they hadn't been useful that day, everyone felt super safe with a small baseball bat in their bag.

Mom no longer had to worry about them encountering bad people.

So the baseball bats had stayed in their bags ever since, making their bags a bit heavier when walking, but otherwise having no other drawbacks.

Who could have imagined that these baseball bats would come in handy at such an unexpected moment?

Shi Li didn't know why all her classmates were carrying baseball bats, but she had no time to think about it now.

Shi Li also noticed the disbelief in the eyes of the other group when her classmates pulled out the small baseball bats from their bags.

There were eight people on her side, six on the other side; they had the advantage in numbers.

On her side, there were three boys and five girls; on the other side, zero boys and six girls.

On her side, almost everyone had a baseball bat; on the other side, they had grabbed brooms and mops from the roadside.

On her side, they had zero combat experience; on the other side, those people were battle-hardened and ruthless.

Although her side had many advantages, the other side could somewhat level the playing field just based on their frequent experience in arranged fights.

This was Shi Li's first time fighting, let alone in a group brawl.

The people on the other side, seeing that Shi Li didn't have a baseball bat, targeted her and Song Ying.

Logically, Shi Li and Song Ying should have been the safest, protected in the center of the group.

However, sometimes well-equipped weapons may not be as effective in the face of experience.

Although Shi Li's side had strength in numbers, two of them had zero fighting ability, and one even accidentally hit Shi Li with a bat.

[Alas, defeated before the battle even begins!]

Getting injured by friendly fire during a fight is a common occurrence. In such situations, blame cannot be assigned. Shi Li found herself having to confront the girl who had approached her head-on.

As a student who deeply understood the principle that knowledge is power, Shi Li might not have had a baseball bat, but she did possess a backpack filled with several hefty workbooks.

Swinging the backpack to strike her opponent proved to be just as effective as a baseball bat, if not more so.

The following day at school, the class teacher let out a piercing shriek.

His precious top student had injured her arm right before the exams.

Who on earth was the accursed individual responsible for hurting her arm?

He was ready to fight to the death with the culprit!