The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 37

You die, and I go to jail, that seems fair
Not far from the school, there was an abandoned park with rusty equipment and a simple soccer field, unkempt and full of sand.

Sam was brought here.

He didn’t call for help on the way, nor did he try to sneak out his phone to call the police.

He seemed very compliant along the way, almost as if he was a criminal resigned to his fate.

This calm acceptance puzzled the three accompanying him.

The shorter student muttered, “Boss, he’s so weird. Never seen anyone so compliant. Does he naively think we’re just going to reason with him peacefully?”

The burly student, standing under the sunset, was lit up by the orange glow, making his forehead shine.

“Man, such a wimp. It’s no fun beating him up. Did we have to bother with this trivial matter?”

Asher ignored his companions, only smiling at Sam in front of him.

“It seems you’ve accepted your fate, perhaps praying inwardly, naively hoping that being submissive might earn you mercy. Unfortunately, if you don’t go back today bruised and swollen, it would be a disservice to our efforts.”

The group erupted into laughter, thinking their words carried great weight, their arrogant laughter almost reaching the skies.

But to Sam, it all seemed ridiculous, even infuriating.

He wasn’t some superhero with an overwhelming sense of justice, but he hated bullying, despised the strong preying on the weak.

This was because Alexander, his past self, had faced similar situations before coming to this world, back when his school’s management was lacking.

Filled with irresponsible teachers, ineffective school leaders, and various young delinquents unchecked by their parents.

Back then, Sam thought that keeping to himself and avoiding trouble was enough.

But he hadn’t expected that even without seeking trouble, those people would still find him, extorting his meager living expenses at the breakfast store, even stealing his backpack and tearing up his textbooks.

This left Alexander angry but unable to speak out.

Everyone said that in such situations, you should immediately tell a teacher or a parent, but it was useless.

Could parents be with you at every moment?

Apart from silently enduring, there was no other option. The lesson learned from past experiences was clear: choosing to report those people resulted in a fate worse than staying silent!

Now, the familiar situation was unfolding again.

The memories Sam thought he had gradually faded were rushing back into his body. He was angry and annoyed, truly dissatisfied with why there were people who showcased their strength by bullying the weak.

Sensing the change in Sam’s demeanor, Asher let out a provocative sneer.

“Yo, yo, yo, can’t handle a few words? Don’t rush, the show is just about to start. You’re going to have a tough time.”

Sam looked up, his gaze cold and indifferent.

“Do you think this is fun, or are you doing this because someone paid you to?”

Asher paused, then burst into laughter.

“It’s just fun, isn’t it? Or do you naively think the world is all about living in harmony and quiet study? Let me tell you, whether in school or anywhere else, the rule is for the strong to thoroughly humiliate the weak!”

Sam’s question seemed to excite Asher even more.

The two companions began to rub their hands in anticipation.

Sam, who had been extremely calm, suddenly smiled and looked at the three.

“Well then, I have one last word for you.”

“What?”

Asher paused, then saw Sam raise his hand towards them and flip the middle finger.

He didn’t speak, but his lips clearly formed the word: “Fuck.”

The simple gesture instantly infuriated the trio.

“Looking for death! Damn it! Kill him!!”

Thus, no further provocation was needed. The three, instantly ignited with rage, charged towards Sam.

Sam remained calm, his seemingly final provocation was just to make the three guys act impulsively, as impulsive actions can lead to a loss of composure and caution.

“Bang!”

The shorter student’s punch landed squarely on Sam’s chest. It hurt a bit, but it was bearable.

Thanks to enhanced attributes, Sam’s sensation of pain was significantly reduced. Though he hadn’t learned any fighting techniques, his high attribute values were an advantage!

“Bang!!!”

Before the shorter student could launch another attack, Sam landed a hard punch right on his face. The student couldn’t even speak and rolled on the ground in pain.

Meanwhile, the burly student and Asher also rushed towards Sam.

They attacked from both sides, one attempting to choke Sam while the other aimed a kick at his stomach.

But clearly, Sam was faster.

“Bang!”

He lifted his foot and kicked Asher in the stomach with such force that Asher tumbled backward two times!

The student who was trying to choke Sam hesitated, shocked by Sam’s strength. He quickly tried to tighten his grip, hoping to make Sam lose his ability to resist due to lack of oxygen.

However, Sam had already firmly grabbed the student’s arms. This fight didn’t need sophisticated techniques; it was just a brawl among students.

Strength was the key to gaining the upper hand.

Sam exerted his strength fiercely.

“Bang!!”

With a swift motion, Sam threw the burly student forward with a bend and lean, causing him to fall right in front of him.

Dust flew up, clouding the area.

The three lay on the ground, each having suffered only one strike, but they felt utterly defeated, aching all over and unable to stand up momentarily.

During the fight, Sam had been hit twice, which hurt a bit but was not a significant concern.

He first kicked one of the groaning guys on the ground to turn him over. Then, he walked over to Asher, looking down at him.

“I know you didn’t target me for no reason, there must be a motive. So, who sent you, and why?”

Asher, realizing that Sam was not to be trifled with, still tried to act tough.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about! We admit defeat this time, but don’t think you’ve won!”

Sam didn’t waste words. He turned and walked away, not leaving the abandoned park, but heading to a nearby spot.

He picked up a rusty steel pipe from the ground and walked coldly back towards the three.

Asher’s eyes widened.

“Wait! What are you doing? Are you crazy?! Aren’t you afraid of going to jail for murder?!”

Sam, holding the steel pipe, approached the terrified Asher. He gripped the pipe tightly and raised it high.

“Anyway, from what you’ve said, you never intended to leave me alone. It looks like my normal life is going to be ruined. So, rather than be ruined, I’d rather have a showdown. You die, and I go to jail. That seems fair.”