My Co-renting Lady Boss

You should know that Chen Cang is on the school basketball team! Tall and muscular, of course he's naturally strong and can get the upper hand in an arm-wrestle with anyone.

But when Tang Ming pinched his hand, the terrifying strength was such that Chen Cang couldn't resist at all, it was an utter overpowering!

"If you don't kneel down and apologize to me today, don't expect to leave this cafeteria."

Chen Cang, relying on the presence of so many with him, did not take Tang Ming seriously at all.

The chubby guy next to him saw Chen Cang bring so many people, immediately feeling immense pressure, wanting to slip away but couldn't bear to leave Tang Ming there to meet his fate.

"Zhou Dafu, you fat bastard, you know this son of a bitch?"

Chen Cang sneered.

"We're in the same class."

Zhou Dafu hastily offered an apologetic smile out of fear.

"So what if you're in the same class? He's angered me, and you're still with him, not afraid I'll take care of you too?"

Chen Cang roared.

"Brother Fly, how about I pay his protection fee too, so you don't have to deal with him?"

Of course, the fatty was scared, but looking at Tang Ming, he reluctantly thought of offering money.

"Go to hell, still daring to call me 'Fly', are you seeking death?"

Chen Cang was furious, walked over, and was about to lay hands on the chubby guy.

"Cough cough. My mood for eating has been completely ruined by you, a dead fly, and someone told me earlier that when I deal with you, I must..."

Tang Ming's voice trailed off, immediately drawing the attention of everyone present, including Chen Cang.

"Must what?" Chen Cang asked.

"Make sure you bleed from your nose."

Tang Ming's punch was quick as lightning.

Chen Cang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his nose, followed by two streams of foul-smelling, hot liquid flowing out, bringing tears to his eyes from the pain. When he touched it, it was actually bright red, eye-stinging blood.

"You dare hit me. Brothers, beat him to death for me."

Chen Cang bellowed, swinging his fists wildly, his face fierce and terrifying.

The chubby guy was so scared that he nearly fell to the ground, trembling.

"So many people, aren't you afraid of getting diarrhea from overeating."

Yet Tang Ming spoke nonchalantly and leisurely.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the two in the front immediately clutched their stomachs, their faces contorted with pain as they squatted down!

Sounds of gushing erupted from their stomachs out of the blue.

"It stinks to death, unbearable!"

Tang Ming covered his nose, waving his hand, a look of disgust on his face.

Those two turned green, hastily clutching their stomachs and holding up their pants as they ran towards the cafeteria door, nearly soiling themselves.

"Hey! Where are you two running off to?"

Chen Cang was immediately surprised and yelled at their retreating backs.

"Brother Cang, our stomachs hurt and we've got diarrhea."

A distant echo came back.

"Not to mention, I really didn't get beaten up today."

The fatty watched the scene before him dumbfounded, somewhat excited.

"I told you I wouldn't let you get beaten up, and you still didn't believe me."

Tang Ming sat in his chair, his face indifferent.

"They're gone, now all of you attack together, I refuse to believe this kid is Three-headed and Six-armed."

Chen Cang looked at Tang Ming. Although he felt this kid was somewhat odd, he still motioned to his other lackeys to advance.

As the others were just about to make a move, they suddenly clutched their stomachs and squatted on the ground, and once again, the sounds of gushing arose.

"You motherfuckers have stomach aches too?"

Chen Cang was almost at the point of breaking down!

"Brother Cang, I can't take it anymore."

A lackey hurriedly dashed out of the cafeteria, followed by others one after another.

In an instant, only Chen Cang was left in front of Tang Ming, not counting the other students who were there for the spectacle.

"Fatty, I told you, not only would I not let you get hit, but also I told you to do what?"

Tang Ming asked with a smile while looking at Chen Cang.

"You also said I could beat up 'Fly'."

At this moment, Zhou Dafu the chubby guy's courage also swelled up.

"Alright, go ahead and make your move."

However, Zhou Dafu hesitated. When Chen Cang glared at him, he didn't dare to act rashly!

"This fly still dares to scare people?"

Tang Ming curled his lip, and Chen Cang's expression instantly became stupefied, as if he were a puppet.

"Bro Ming, what's up with this guy?"

Zhou Dafu was confused. Why had Chen Cang suddenly stopped moving?

"He's gone dumb. If you hit him now, he won't even know it was you."

Tang Ming hinted.

"Really?"

Zhou Dafu felt a little impulsive, yet he was still hesitant.

"Why would I lie to you?"

With a backhanded slap, Tang Ming hit Chen Cang with a crisp and forceful smack!

But the guy really didn't move at all, except for the red mark on his face, he seemed frozen in place.

"Haha, it's really true."

Zhou Dafu immediately became unceremonious and started throwing punches and kicks!

Unfortunately, although he had a lot of fatty flesh, he had no experience in hitting people, and he got tired and out of breath after a few hits.

"That's enough, he will recognize you in a moment."

Tang Ming waved his hand, and Zhou Dafu hurriedly stood behind him, scared.

Sure enough, Chen Cang's eyes quickly regained their spark, and his body started moving again.

"Hey, who the hell hit me?"

Chen Cang shouted, holding his now fiery red face, looking around.

The students around were all snickering but remained silent.

"Dead fly, weren't you looking for revenge on me? Are you coming or not? If you're not coming, then I'm about to continue eating."

Tang Ming casually picked up his plate, ready to get some braised pork.

Chen Cang was in severe pain all over, with a burning sensation on his face, as if he'd been beaten by a ghost, and what was key was he had no awareness of it!

He felt very eerie and, scared, ran away from the cafeteria as fast as he could.

Clap clap clap...

Suddenly, there was enthusiastic applause in the cafeteria, and many students started clapping!

Clearly, they were some of the ones who had been bullied by the "Dead Fly" before. Now seeing Chen Cang getting what he deserved, these students all felt a huge sense of satisfaction.

"Tang Ming, you're so cool!"

"Tang Ming, you're a hero to the people."

Many students from Class Five started shouting, and even some girls looking at Tang Ming felt he was amazing. Before, they saw him as just a rural brick-moving youth, but now, they saw him as a high-level Daoist master.

"Tang Ming, I want to go out with you..."

Someone yelled out, and the students all laughed and dispersed.

"Fatty, serve up a plate of braised pork for your brother."

Zhou Dafu chuckled gleefully, and Tang Ming pushed the dining plate toward him, saying,

"No problem."

Zhou Dafu happily took the plate and scurried off to get the braised pork.

In the afternoon's class, Tang Ming, having eaten his fill, was not interested in studying!

It wasn't that he didn't love to learn, but simply that this stuff was too easy. Glancing at it once was all it took; was there really a need to study it?

Just as he was about to doze off, he suddenly noticed that the skinny twig who usually sat in front of him had been replaced by Zhou Dafu.

"Hey, how did you change seats, kid?" Tang Ming asked.

"Bro Ming, the teachers in the afternoon classes don't care about this stuff. You can switch to whichever seat you want, but it's just hard to get to the front row. That's a girls-only zone; any guy who tries gets castrated."

Zhou Dafu spoke with a fearful tone.

"Fatty, are you also a history buff? I saw you with this book this morning, and you're holding it again now."

Tang Ming noticed this guy holding a history book again and was curious.

"Bro Ming, this is some really good stuff."

To Tang Ming's surprise, Zhou Dafu smiled sleazily and looked quite lecherous.

After saying that, Zhou Dafu leaned over to Tang Ming and started flipping through it!

Hidden in the big history book was a yellow pamphlet, a small comic book with both pictures and words. The images were of a man and a woman, naked, engaging in various postures, and the written content was even more scandalous...