Rebirth Of The Godly Prodigal Chapter 332

Chapter 332: Haven't Heard Such a Sound for a Long Time

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The commotion had already alerted the cla.s.smates around the area. Everyone gathered over and quite a number of people whispered, “Quickly look, it's Young Master Dali and that new transfer student. They're going to go against each other!”

“Yes, yes, that transfer student looks so tall and strong, he won't be easy to deal with.”

“I heard that this transfer student has just beaten young master Liu Mingcheng up, and now he went for Young Master Dali.”

“Yes, he's planning to become the big boss in our school. I heard they've taught that year 1's big boss Bu Lixue a lesson too.”

“Awesome, this physique…”

“Hehe, I'll introduce myself.” Upon hearing the discussions of the cla.s.smates around, the muscular guy sn.i.g.g.e.red and said, “I'm Xiong Wei, the future boss of this school. I've heard that Young Master Dali is quite capable. It's our first time meeting, please look after me.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand. What he meant was very obvious. He was planning to compete against Hong Dali based on the strength of their palms!

He can't shake his hand, can't shake his hand!

Ling Yi, Du Xinzhen and the rest watched in trepidation. This Xiong Wei started off by using such a trick. They couldn't help it, at least, they hadn't heard before of someone needing help to shake hands—moreover, with their strength, they couldn't be of help even if they wanted to!

“Oh, h.e.l.lo, h.e.l.lo.” Since the other party had stretched his hand out, it wasn't right for him not to shake it. Thus, Hong Dali stretched out his hand symbolically. “h.e.l.lo, h.e.l.lo, you're too polite. I hadn't taken care of you much before, so I'll probably not have to take care of you in the future as well.”

Alas, once he held the other party's hand, Hong Dali felt that something was not right.

Xiong Wei obviously knew that Hong Dali was more skinny, thus, he started to squeeze his hand with more force. Instantly, Hong Dali felt a big force and frowned slightly. Instantly, he laughed coldly in his heart and grasped Xiong Wei's hand back.

d.a.m.n it, I haven't used my strength added to 100, you're seeking your own death…

Hong Dali's s.e.xual capability was rather outstanding, thus, when his strength increased to 100, of course, it wouldn't be bad as well. It would be at least at Tyson's 1 league in his previous life.

Speaking of which, this Xiong Wei was truly trying to take him a notch down.

He had the young master of Jaban State's Toyoda Conglomerate, Ko Gohon, backing him up. Before he came, he knew that his target was Hong Dali. Today, he'd initially planned to give Hong Dali a beating, or at least, greatly embarra.s.s him. However, he didn't expect that Hong Dali would have more than twenty people following him to eat lunch. Since according to the intelligence, Hong Dali wouldn't wear that exoskeleton armor when he at school, then it was naturally best to increase his force while shaking hands and force him to plead for mercy.

However, when the two of them shook their hands, initially, there wasn't much of a feeling, but very soon, Xiong Wei realized that something was wrong.

The other party's palm was like an iron band, tightening its grip on his hand. It became stronger and stronger. Initially, he could still resist it, but very soon, he felt as if his hand was burning, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept dribbling down.

Just then, that younger guy with colorful hair also noticed that something was wrong and asked out of concern, “Brother Wei, are you okay?”

It would be better if he hadn't asked. Once he asked that, Xiong Wei felt that he had to bear with it no matter what. He couldn't lose face no matter what! His face turned completely red, and the smell of his sweat could be smelled all over. Even his underwear was soaked till it tightly wrapped around his “little brother,” yet he still had to force out a smile as he said, “I'm fine, it's a small thing. I'm just saying h.e.l.lo to Young Master Dali.”

“Ah, haha, haha.” Hong Dali might as well pretend he didn't know anything. His gaze was rather innocent. “Aiya, young master Xiong Wei, are you alright? Did some old ailment of act up again? Aiya, why are you so enthusiastic? Look at you, you're sweating all over. Speaking of which, the weather is truly hot…” He spoke casually, but Xiong Wei's hand had started to give off cracking sounds at the joints.

If not, why would he be called Hong Dali who never smacked his own face? At this moment, he appeared extremely innocent—I really can't stand his enthusiasm. Look at my hand, I can't free it no matter what…

Hong Dali sounded relaxed, but to Xiong Wei, it appeared entirely different.

He wanted to loosen his grip, but by then, even a fool could tell that they were competing against each other in terms of strength. If he let his hand go on his own accord, how would he be able to continue surviving here?

As expected, in no time, discussions started among the onlookers. “Hey, look, why is this Xiong Wei sweating so much, he's definitely unable to go against Young Master Dali, right?” “I wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't said that. That's really the case. Look at his cold sweat dripping down, his hands and neck have gone all red. He's definitely gonna lose!” “It can't be, right? Then wouldn't he be seeking his own death?”

Xiong Wei was furious, yet he couldn't loosen his grip. But if he didn't loosen his grip, it would probably turn purple in a while more…

What was more important, his face or his hand, that was the problem—now that things had come to this point, why would he still want to save face? Of course, his hand was more important!

Xiong Wei felt so much pain that even his mucus was dripping down. His 1.85-meter height seemed like it had shrunk too, as he drew in a cold breath and said, “Yes, yes, Young Master Dali, aren't you letting go…”

“Ah?” Hong Dali acted even more innocent this time. “You're so enthusiastic, wouldn't I feel bad if I let go? I must follow my conscience. Aiya, I heard that the car you drove today is not bad. Give it to me…”

He was already gripping till the other party's hand was about to turn black, yet he was still talking about following his conscience. Xiong Wei really hated him now. “Sure, sure, Young Master Dali. You just need to let go. The car I drove today is truly good, I'll give it to Young Master Dali…”

“Oh…” Hong Dali oh-ed for a long time, then conveniently added more strength. “Give me the car keys, then!”

“Sure, sure!” Xiong Wei only felt that his heart had skipped a beat and hurriedly pa.s.sed him the car keys. “These are the car keys…”

“You're too kind…” Hong Dali didn't admit that he'd just received a benefit. “Oh right, what car did you drive today? What's the car plate number?”

It was really an embarra.s.sing day today. Xiong Wei said with teary eyes, “It's that red Lalma. The car plate number is A66888…”

“Oh, sure…” Hong Dali finally grinned and let go of Xiong We's hand. “Since you're so sincere in giving your car to me, then I'll settle with accepting it. Thank you!”

Xiong Wei was extremely despondent. “Young Master Dali, you're too polite. Since there's nothing else, I'll leave first…”

“Go.”

After Xiong Wei and the rest left dejectedly, Ling Yi whispered, “Young Master Dali, that car of his…”

Hong Dali humphed. “I haven't smashed a car in a long time. Brothers, let's go and hear the sounds of a car being smashed!”

Very soon, they reached the carpark. Liu Mingcheng, who was previously beaten up, hurried over upon hearing news about it. Once he saw Hong Dali, he gave him a big thumbs up. “Dali, good job. As expected, you create miracles, hahaha!”

“He's given it on his own accord, I'd feel so bad if I didn't accept it…” Hong Dali's face was full of innocence. “Which of the cars is that so-called Xiong Wei's car?”

“That one, the dark red one!” Liu Mingcheng hurriedly pointed it out to Dali.

Following the direction where Liu Mingcheng pointed towards, a dark red sports car with a single row of seats was parked at a side of the carpark. It had a streamlined body and a super low cha.s.sis. There was a sparkling gold crown on the head of the car. Good stuff!

Hong Dali grinned and looked at Liu Mingcheng. “Aren't you going to find some bricks, steel pipes, hammers and so on?”

“Alright!” Upon hearing this, Liu Mingcheng knew what Hong Dali was going to do. Thus, he instantly brought a few trusted friends along with him, turned and left.

Ling Yi asked in a low voice, “Brother Dali, you aren't planning to…”

“Of course, I'm planning to squander. Need you ask?” Hong Dali said matter-of-factly. “I haven't heard such a sound for a long time…”

Very soon, Liu Mingcheng and the rest brought the tools over. Two big hammers and a steel pipe as thick as an arm were brought to Hong Dali. Liu Mingcheng beamed with delight and asked, “Dali, same as usual?” This fellow's own car had been wrecked a few months earlier, yet now he was grinning and asking whether it was still going to be done as usual. It was quite amusing.

“Of course.” Hong Dali expressionlessly looked at the car and said, “We'll just hear how it sounds.”

As he spoke, he turned and said to Liu Mingcheng, “Wreck it!”

“Alright!” Liu Mingcheng raised his hammer without any hesitation!

Bang, bang, bang, smash, smash, smash, boom, boom, boom! Loud cras.h.i.+ng sounds resounded in the air as the windows of the car broke into pieces. Within minutes, the car had suffered the same fate as Liu Mingcheng's previous Poseidon Trident. Now, it could only be sold as sc.r.a.p metal…

It wasn't often that a car being wrecked could be seen. Thus, the students around pointed and talked among themselves. “Haha, retribution has really come so quickly. Xiong Wei had just beaten Liu Mingcheng up, and in turn, his car has been wrecked!” “Yes, so pitiful, it costs hundreds of thousands…” “We don't understand how people like him think. But this time, it's really humiliating for Xiong Wei.” “Yes, yes, let's see how he can still become the boss! Haha!”

Xiong Wei looked at his car being wrecked into sc.r.a.p metal from afar and wanted to cry but had no tears. He'd just bought it barely three days ago…

“Brother, we'll just look?” His underling beside him was anxious. “How about we go all out and fight them!”

“Are you stupid?” Xiong Wei despondently said, “This Hong Dali really lives up to his name as Dali(Big strength). He's d.a.m.n strong, you'll definitely be lying on the ground just by suffering from one punch of his! Forget it, let's hurry up and report to Young Master!”

Imperial Hotel.

“Young Master, Xiong Wei and the rest have failed.” The bodyguard cautiously reported to Ko Gohon. “Xiong Wei wanted to compete with Hong Dali in terms of strength, but he suffered a pathetic loss and even lost his car, which has been wrecked into bits and pieces, then sold as sc.r.a.p metal.”

“Idiot!” Ko Gohon was fuming with rage. “These pieces of trash, they can't even win against one Hong Dali, what do I want them for then?! Tell them to get lost and don't appear in front of me in the future!”

“Yes!” The bodyguard instantly answered and asked, “Then, Young Master, what are we going to do next…”

“Start promoting Min Feiyao's concert right away!” Ko Gohon slowly said, “Since we can't use force, then we'll use wits! This time, we must completely crush Hong Dali in the entertainment business, so that he can't hold his head up high in the future! Hurry up and go!”

“Yes!”