Chapter 185 - Fate Entangled
Pak! Pak! Pak!
"I told you, there’s more for you" Michael smiled while lightly slapping the face of the terrified Nicol, whose face is covered in tears and snot.
"Ple..please stop" Nicol said in between sobs, as he held his broken leg.
"You shouldn’t have threatened me, especially when I hate the guts of most of you dogs from Black Skull"
Michael stood up, while saying, "If you ever thought of taking revenge on me one day. You guys are welcome anytime. After all, we’ll be schoolmates in a months time. Kukuku"
"What? Want me to slap all of your faces?"
Michael saw the girls who are with Nicol glaring at him with eyes burning with intense anger.
"You’re gonna regret this, bastard" the long blonde haired woman grinded her teeth in hatred, before she went over and helped Gran on his feet.
"Oh yeah? I thoroughly look forward to it then"
"But just a word of advice for you lot...Make sure to kill me then, because if you don’t. I’m gonna hunt all of you lot one by one"
Michael coldly said with a devilish grin on his face, which made the students flinch in fear.
"Let’s go Richel," the young man said, as he pulled Richel’s hands and hurriedly followed behind Michael, while the group of bullies looked at their backs with resentment and anger.
’Am I a trouble magnet or something? Why do I always get myself into trouble everytime I go out?’
Michael thought to himself with a helpless smile on his face, and on the other hand, he wasn’t even the least bit perturbed that he had just broken one of the legs of Senator Smith’s son.
"Wait up!"
Michael continued walking but he looked over his shoulder and saw the courageous young student earlier along with his female friend.
"Why are you following me?" asked Michael.
"I’m Richel, thank you so much for helping us back there, and I’m so sorry for getting you involved in our mess!" the terrified girl earlier called Richel said with a voice full of sincerity.
"No worries"
"And this is my cousin Bran"
Bran ignored Richel and quickly walked backwards in front of Michael, as he looked at him with respect and amazement.
"Thank you, and you were so awesome earlier! Are you a martial artist or something? Because you know, Gran, Nicol and Vlad are actually 2nd Dan Karate Practitioners"
"Them? 2nd Dan? More like lame a** dan. I’ve seen better 2nd Dans before"
Michael laughed disdainfully when heard that the three buffons before are actually 2nd Dans, and at the same time, he suddenly felt that what he did to them earlier was just right. After all, martial arts practitioners who uses their skills to harm others who are clearly aren’t a threat to them are all unworthy of respect, and this kind of people tends to get "taught" a lot by the people who hates practitioners like them.
And Michael already had an inkling feeling that those three students would get their ranks revoked sooner or later, and with what happened today, it would certainly be known to many.
"Wow! Then what grade are you in? You must be higher ranked than them!" Bran exclaimed in amazement hearing Michael’s unamused tone, while Richel just followed behind the two while listening to their conversation.
"5th Dan"
Michael replied without any change in his expression, it was because he was certainly lying with a straight face.
’Well, I was a 7th Dan before everything happened, so I’m not really lying. I just don’t have the evidence to back it up though’
"Seriously!? That’s awesome!"
Bran almost yelled in shock, and started looking at Michael from head to toe, wondering to himself at how someone as young as him is a 5th Dan, while Richel on the other hand also looked at Michael with amazement and suspicion, it was because Michael is really too young to be a 5th Dan.
"Wait, what martial arts are we talking about here?"
Richel thought of something and quickly blurted out that question.
"Karate" said Bran.
"Krav Maga" said Michael.
Michael looked at Bran, while the latter looked at him with even more shock and awe, and even Richel wasn’t expecting that answer from Michael.
"So you were talking about Karate, my bad. By the way, I’m Michael. See ya!"
Michael just shrugged his shoulders, as the three arrived before the school gate.
Bran and Richel just watched Michael’s disappearing back.
"Richel, tell me. Isn’t Krav Maga one of the deadliest martial arts out there?"
"It is, and its techniques could kill someone"
"Sh*t, those three bastards sure got lucky that they only got away from those injuries"
"We’re students, not murderers. Dumbas*"
The two people had deadpan looks on their faces as they conversed with each other.
It’s not that Michael being a Krav Maga practitioner is surprising, but it’s because the fighting technique today could only be used by military personnel, and can’t be taught in public anymore.
So the two had a misconception that Michael is either a soldier who was just coming out of the army or someone who came from a military background.
"Must be the reason why he wasn’t even scared when he learned that Nicol’s father is a senator" Bran said, as he suddenly had a new found respect towards Michael, and at the same time, he can’t wait for school to start immediately.
While Richel on the other hand kept replaying the scenes earlier. She might be a girl who’s easily terrified, but she’s someone who’s proud of her keen observation.
’That man...had the urge to end Nicol’s life earlier, but held himself back’
She shivered in fear when she came to that conclusion, and Richel was truy on point as Michael did wanted to snuff the life out of Nicol earlier.
’Seriously, enemies do truly would bump with each other sooner or later’
Michael grinned, while thinking of the face of Senator Smith when he finds out that his only son had one of his legs broken.
’Smith, Smith, Smith. Seriously, are you a ghost or something? Kekeke, it seems God truly hates you as our fates are once again entangled with each other’
’It seems I would need to add another one in my list’
’Sigh~ more work’