NOVEL NEXT Chapter 12: Chapter 12
Lip walked up to Pete and kicked him on the butt a few times..
"Do you know who my cousin is? Dare to touch me? He will kill you! "Pete looked ferocious and tried to scare Lip.
Before Pete could finish speaking, Lip stepped on his face.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll trample you into a pig's head right now." Lip smiled down at Pete.
"My cousin is Johnson, the school bully!" Pete still didn't give up and tried to use his biggest support.
"Are you talking about Johnson, who's repeated the eleventh grade three times?"
"Yes, that's him! How about it? Be afraid!" Peter thought Lip would be intimidated by his cousin, and his confidence grew. "Boy, don't help me up, or my cousin will definitely kill you when he comes!"
"Hahahaha, kill me?" Lip knelt down and gave Pete a big ear slap.
"To tell you the truth, Johnson asked me last week to help him pass his midterm and final exams so he can enter twelfth grade."
"What if I tell him now that I've decided not to help because of what you did to me and my girlfriend?"
"Do you think you'll just be disabled or… simply disappear?"
"This… this… I don't know!" When Pete thought of his cousin's cruelty and ferocity, he instantly looked like a dead man.
It turned out that if Johnson didn't get promoted to grade 12, he would become the person who had repeated the longest grade in the entire South District High School.
This wouldn't matter to Johnson, but Johnson's father had quite the reputation in the South District.
How humiliating!
So Johnson's father had given him a death order: He must pass into the 12th grade this year, no matter what.
"Brother Lip, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me, and don't let this affect my cousin's future!" Pete begged.
"Brother Lip, if you don't hold a grudge, just treat me like a fart!"
"Forgive you and let you go, why?" Lip said coldly.
"Brother Lip, how can I make it up? Just tell me, I will do anything!"
"Pete, it's easy to forgive you." Lip smiled at Peter. "Your actions today have caused harm to me and my girlfriend, so you have to pay for the mental damages."
"Compensate, we'll definitely compensate!" Pete hurriedly responded.
"It's not much, $250 for each of the 8 of you, a total of $2,000."
"What? So much?"
"Too much? I heard you charge hundreds of dollars in protection fees for grades nine to eleven every day. Are you here crying about poverty?"
"Listen, take out all the money you have right now. If it's not enough, I don't care if you steal it, beg for it, or continue your protection racket. Make up for it within a week."
"Otherwise, I'll not only tell Johnson about this, but I'll also make sure you all receive disability benefits starting next year."
"Do you understand?"
"Understood," Peter answered tremblingly, and the rest of the boys nodded.
Lip kicked 8 people one by one, kicking each of them a few times.
At first, they thought Lip was going to keep torturing them, but after the kicks, they found they weren't in much pain and could still stand.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you some good news."
"What?" Pete asked, confused.
"You must have noticed that the kung fu I used just now was Bruce Lee's style." Lip glanced around at everyone.
They all nodded.
"If you want to learn Bruce Lee's Kung Fu, I wouldn't mind taking on a few apprentices."
"Wow, really?" Pete's eyes lit up, now suddenly full of hope.
"It's absolutely true, but I'm only accepting 10 apprentices right now. Each one will receive a special tuition price, no more than $500."
"As for whether you want to learn or not, think about it, but hurry up because there are only 8 spots left."
Lip purposely said this loudly, making sure the onlookers could hear.
"Okay, now hurry up and take out whatever you've got."
"Brother Lip, these are the two Nokia 5230 couple phones I stole yesterday, one black and one white. Do you think this can be used to offset some of the compensation and tuition?" Pete handed over the two phones.
Lip was very pleased.
Not only were these phones the new Nokia 5230 models from this year, released in August 2009, but they were also the first phones Lip had ever used when he was in junior high school before his time travel.
Lip had originally planned to save up for one, but Pete had delivered them right to his door.
It seemed that by acting decisively, he had not only saved a person, but also made a small fortune—two birds with one stone.
However, Lip's face remained neutral, no sign of joy or anger.
"It can offset the compensation, but not the tuition."
"Okay, Brother Lip, can you reserve a spot for me? I'll find a way to raise the tuition after school today." Pete pleaded.
"Sure."
"Thanks, Brother Lip!"
The 8 of them searched their pockets and finally handed over $285 in total to Lip.
"Brother, do you really want to learn Kung Fu from Lipu?" one of them asked.
"You've all seen Lip's skill. He took us down in one second. I bet even my cousin Johnson couldn't do that."
"Besides, it's Bruce Lee's kung fu! Not learning it would be a waste of money!" Pete's eyes were full of determination.
"Brother, I want to learn too, but I don't have enough money. I don't know if I can raise the remaining compensation. Can you lend me some?" Afro asked.
"Come on, come on, figure it out yourself!" Pete snapped.
Lip handed the white Nokia 5230 to Karen.
Karen was overjoyed and immediately asked Lip to come to her house after school.
Lip took the $285 and the black Nokia 5230, contentedly leading Karen through the school gates, leaving behind eight sad-faced Pete's Gang and the admiring onlookers.