Xiang Siyuan was about the same height as Peng Fei and younger. Thinking he was the one paying to hire him, he figured he could be a bit rough.
Egging each other on, he reached out to push Peng Fei.
However, Peng Fei didn't yield at all.
With a light dodge, he made Xiang Siyuan miss.
Then, he grabbed Xiang Siyuan's arm from behind, twisted them in opposite directions, and pinned his hands behind his back.
Effortlessly, he easily pulled Xiang Siyuan up in front of him by his back.
"Are you sure you want to fight me?"
Xiang Siyuan realized then just how strong Peng Fei really was. Before they had even exchanged a single blow, he was already at a disadvantage.
His arm throbbed with pain. With so many younger brothers watching, he was furious. He twisted around and kicked Peng Fei.
"Do you even know your place? My mom hired you to accompany me, not to fight me! You're actually hitting me? Let go of me! Or I'll have my mom fire you immediately!"
Peng Fei didn't let go, looking at him coldly.
"Didn't your mother tell you before sending you here? She gave me a lot of leeway. As long as no one dies, anything goes. You're already complaining after just this? Young Master Xiang, you're not cut out for this."
What?
He said as long as no one dies, it's fine?
Xiang Siyuan didn't believe it.
At home, even if he argued with his father, Xiang Yang, his mother would always side with his father. She was open-minded and generous, better than any mother in the world. He was always her darling, how could she let a stranger beat him up so casually?
"Don't talk nonsense! My mother would never say that! Don't take that seriously! My arm is about to break, let go! Don't make me angry!"
Peng Fei wanted to see what would happen if he got angry. Gripping his arm, he raised his knee and slammed it into Xiang Siyuan's waist. Xiang Siyuan fell to his knees with a thud.
The ground was littered with wooden planks, which dug into his knees. The pain made the nearly 1.9-meter tall man almost cry.
He was so angry he could grind his teeth to dust.
"Are you crazy? The more I talk, the more you get into it? It hurts so much! My knees are broken! Let go of me!"
Seeing their elder brother being bullied like this, his younger brothers rushed forward to grab Peng Fei.
Peng Fei was unfazed. With one hand holding Xiang Siyuan, he dealt with the others.
Using his hands and feet, after a struggle, not a single one could get close to him.
They were all furious, shouting that they would call their mother to complain about him.
But their phones still had no signal.
"Peng, let go quickly! If you break his arm, you won't even know how you died, believe it or not! Don't get carried away just because I'm talking to you! When the phone has signal tomorrow, we'll all complain about you and get you fired immediately!"
These useless cowards only knew how to scare people with empty threats.
Peng Fei sneered and released Xiang Siyuan.
With his hands suddenly freed, due to inertia, Xiang Siyuan stumbled forward and fell to the ground in a mess.
Everyone rushed to help him up: "Big Brother, Big Brother, are you okay?"
His arms were sore and numb, his knees hurt badly, and most importantly, so many of his brothers were watching. He was so embarrassed!
Xiang Siyuan gritted his teeth and recovered on the ground for two seconds before immediately charging forward to pounce on Peng Fei again.
Peng Fei took a step back, still with the same expression.
"Are you sure you want to fight me? If you've made up your mind, don't cry if you break your arms or legs later. Grown men crying all day, I really look down on that."
Hearing Peng Fei speak like this only made Xiang Siyuan angrier. He yelled and charged forward.
Peng Fei was quick. He stepped on a wooden plank with his toe and kicked it up, catching it in his hand.
As Xiang Siyuan rushed in front of him, the wooden plank hit his chest.
Peng Fei didn't hold back at all.
The hard piece of wood hurt him badly.
Before another round could even begin, he was in too much pain to speak.
"Big Brother, Big Brother!"
Seeing him clutching his chest and convulsing, everyone surrounded him again.
Xiang Siyuan took a while to regain his strength and managed to speak, pointing at Peng Fei.
"You just wait. Peng, you're dead."
Furious, he returned to his room, grabbed his schoolbag, and went upstairs.
Of the four rooms upstairs, two had their doors removed, which was very annoying.
He picked a room with a door, rushed in, and locked himself inside.
The others watched Peng Fei in the courtyard, each disliking him more and more.
Thinking they would deal with him tomorrow, they exchanged glances and also returned to their rooms, grabbing their schoolbags and rushing upstairs.
The faster one occupied the room with a door. The others had no choice and, after looking around, ran downstairs with their schoolbags.
The situation downstairs was even worse. There were only three rooms. Three people managed to get one, while the remaining two younger ones had nowhere to go and had to return to complain to Peng Fei.
"Why did you tear down the doors? Now we don't even have a place to stay. Either call my mom to pick me up, or fix the door for me, quickly."
Peng Fei ignored them completely and entered a room with the sawed wooden planks.
He went to the door of one of the rooms, made a cross with the planks, and started nailing them in.
What did this mean?
He sawed these planks to block the doors?
The two little guys standing outside felt a sense of relief, as if they had escaped a disaster.
This guy was more monstrous than any instructor they had ever encountered. What was he trying to do?
Hearing the sound of knocking at his door, the boy rushed to open it.
Seeing Peng Fei with a grim expression, holding a hammer and nailing planks to the doorframe, he was startled.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy? Are you trying to lock me in?"
Peng Fei didn't speak. He quickly nailed the planks, grabbed the doorknob, and with a bang, closed the door.
He turned the key twice and locked the door from the outside.
No matter how much the boy pulled or tugged from the inside, the door wouldn't open.
Following the same procedure, he quickly locked all the doors on the first floor.
The two little guys ran upstairs to report. At this moment, Xiang Siyuan was leaning against the doorframe.
Seeing Peng Fei coming upstairs with something, he was so angry he wished he could fight him.
"What exactly are you doing? Are you sick in the head? Is this fun for you? Does it make you look capable?"
Peng Fei looked at him from a distance of two to three meters and said lightly.
"If you don't want me to lock you in, we can negotiate."
"??"
"Get up at five every morning, run for two hours, come back for breakfast, and start homework at eight sharp. Go downstairs for training at ten for an hour, from eleven to two is free time. After two, continue with homework. At five in the afternoon, go out for a forty-minute run, come back for dinner. Then, one hour of free time, and sleep. This continues until fifteen days are over."
Heh.
He was 18 years old, and this guy was treating him like a primary school student?
Xiang Siyuan sneered, "Was this your mother's idea?"
Peng Fei said, "It doesn't matter whose idea it was. Will you agree or not?"
"What if I don't agree?"
He walked forward with the wooden planks, while Xiang Siyuan braced himself against the doorframe with his hands and feet.