Anton Brotherhood novel Chapter 3

The next day, in the restroom of the No.2 Middle School.

“I heard that your face got hurt by a coward in your class. He is even your master now. Is that true?” Bruce with a cigarette in his mouth asked.

Jasper was irritated. “I will beat you to death if you call him coward again!”

Bruce was surprised. He then pinched his cheeks and shook his chubby face. “Jasper, do you know whom you are talking to?”

Jasper flicked his hand away and stared at him. “Bruce, f*ck. You thought I am afraid of you? Don’t show off in front of me.”

Bruce smiled at his words, “Well, look who’s worked up today. Later after school, just wait in the classroom. If you dare to leave the school, I will break your legs!”

Jasper stared at him and said, “I will wait for you. Just that you might not dare to turn up!”

In the classroom, Jasper told Anton everything.

Anton asked, “Who is Bruce? What is he doing?”

“He is the tall man who was often with me. The one robbed your money with me that day.” Jasper paused for a while and glanced at Anton. Seeing that Anton wasn’t angry, he continued, “He joined a gang since primary school and has his own men now. He is in Class 6, Grade 9.”

Anton nodded and asked, “How many people can we have?” Jasper thought for a while, “Five or six men are completely trustable. The others are not really reliable.”

Anton replied, “Ok, then I want to meet them.”

Jasper agreed and rushed to summon those men.

At 6 p.m., in the classroom on the first floor.

Jasper stood at the back of the classroom, he held up a chair and dropped it to the ground. There was a loud bang, and the chair was broken. Jasper picked a 66-centimeter-long log and passed it to Anton. “Boss, hold it. You may need it after a while.”

Anton shook his head. “I don’t need it,” Jasper said nothing but put it under a desk in case he might need it. A few minutes later, someone broke into the classroom. The sudden sound shocked Jasper and drew his attention. Bruce came in with seven or eight people. “Well, very brave for you to wait for me here.” Bruce looked back and laughed. “Ha, look at these fools!”

Anton just sat there without a word. Jasper was irritated by his words. “Bruce, Let's go head-to-head. Whoever loses shall be the dumbass!”

“Who do you think you are?” Bruce turned to Anton. “You, come here!”

Anton walked towards Bruce slowly with Jasper behind him. Bruce showed contempt as he found that Anton was shorter than him. “I know you. You snatched my people. Jasper is no more than a coward. If you had asked for permission, I would have agreed. Now, I am angry. You need to apologize to me and fulfill my orders.” Anton lowered his head and allowed his hair to cover his eyes. He smiled and said in a serious tone, “You’d better let this matter go. Jasper had the freedom to choose.”

Bruce was intimidated by his voice but once he noticed Jasper was smiling, he shook away his fear.

“What kind of activities are you putting on now?” Bruce grabbed Anton’s hair, shoved him down, and lifted his knee to kick Anton’s face. Anton knelt to the ground, his nose bleeding profusely. Jasper cried in anxiety and dashed towards Anton but was controlled by Bruce’s men.

Bruce laughed cruelly and kicked Anton to the floor. “Well, you are one weakling, aren’t you?” Bruce trod on his face and told Jasper, “Your master is a loser! Ha…”

Jasper fought to stand up but failed. The men pressed on his legs and hands. “Fuck…” He could not finish his words and was beaten on the face by Bruce’s men. Jasper coughed and spat out blood.

Anton suddenly grasped Bruce’s ankle with his left hand. Bruce was surprised. Anton then pulled out a sling blade and stabbed it into Bruce’s leg. “Ouch!!” Bruce bellowed in pain. He pressed on the wound and moved backward. Anton stood up and walked to Bruce. He rained punches on him and beat him black and blue. Seeing the blood splattering everywhere, Bruce’s men had no idea of what to do.

While they hesitated, Anton did not stop hitting Bruce hard. Within moments, Bruce was bleeding and dropped unconscious onto the floor. At the same time, Jasper took the log and hit the head of the man who had just hit him. The man knelt with his hands covering his bleeding head. Jasper shouted, “Guys, come out!”

A lot of footsteps could be heard from the hallway. Then, seven or eight men came in. Jasper shouted, “Let’s kick their asses!” Then, he took the stick and beat all the other men up.

Anton grabbed Bruce’s hair and pulled his head up. Bruce was in a blur. One of his eyes was swollen. The other eye was fixed on the boy in front of him. “Boy, I admit defeat this time and I am not your match. If you want to kill me, I won’t say anything!”

Anton put the sling blade next to his neck. “Now you get two choices. Die or follow me.” Anton released Bruce and took two steps backward. Others stood behind him. Another boy immediately moved a chair. Anton glanced at him and sat on it with a slight smile.

Bruce wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at his men lying on the ground, and asked, “Brother, what's your name?”

“Anton.” Anton put the blade back into his pocket.

“Ok, boss. From now on, you are my master!” Bruce regarded him to be strong and smart and maybe someday he would be famous.

Anton stood up and patted his shoulder. “Well, we are brothers now. Whatever I have, you shall get a share too!” Then he got out of the classroom. Bruce watched him leave, still thinking about Anton's eager eyes. He felt happy for no reason at all.

The people who came in later were stunned. They were well friends of Jasper. Jasper told them to meet a man, whom he called master. After seeing him, they were disappointed because there was nothing extraordinary about Anton. In front of Jasper, they went along with Jasper and called Anton 'brother', but in their hearts, they did not expect Anton who seemed to be an ordinary person to defeat Bruce. At that moment, they were surprised by his strength.

Jasper broke the silence and said to them, “What are you guys waiting for? Hurry up and send Bruce and your injured brothers to the hospital!” The others quickly carried Bruce and the others. Bruce pushed away from the man who was helping him and struggled to stand up, “I can walk on my own! Jasper, you call me brother this time. I will remember that!”

Jasper smiled awkwardly, “Bro, what do you say? From now on, we are brothers who follow our boss to explore the world. Come on, let me help you!” Jasper held his shaking body. The group of people took their way to the hospital.

Anton was on his way home. He walked slowly and recalled the things that happened in the past two days. ‘How can I not be bullied? I must grow stronger. And how can I grow stronger? The answer is supposed to be fierce. Now that I have controlled the dominant gang in school, I should have further expanded my sphere of influence.’ Anton decided to create his own gang with the men in NO. 2 middle school as its core members. They were all young and they fight without control. Bluntly saying, they were tough enough. They were young and passionate, and most of them wanted to be heroes so they were easy to control. Anton's mind was far beyond his age, and even some adults were not so thoughtful as he was.

Anton behaved as usual at home. He was still a good boy, the pride of his parents. In school, he was still a good student with high grades. However, more people have started to know him as a new bully who fought cruelly and had a sling blade as a weapon.

That day, Anton went to school as usual. He listened carefully to the teacher. In his mind, no matter what he would be doing in the future, knowledge was the most important for him. Having a good brain with wisdom is more valuable than having a muscular body. After class, Jasper ran in and whispered to Anton, “Boss, Third Eye’s men want to see you.”

Anton was doing an exercise. “Well, let them wait for a while. I will come after I finish my exercise.”

Jasper nodded and ran out. Third Eye, originally named Carl Johns, was a well-known gangster in the No.2 middle school and was famous for fighting. Once, he had fought someone and obtained a scar on his forehead, which was like he had a third eye. That was just how the nickname came.

Jasper ran downstairs. Two groups gathered on the school playground. One group is 17 or 18 people led by Bruce; the other group is a dozen led by Carl. Bruce, who was crouching his head and squatting on the ground to smoke, saw Jasper returning, extinguished the cigarette and stood up, “Jasper, where is your boss?”

“Boss will come down later. Let them wait!” Jasper was panting from all the running.

Bruce seemed upset. “Fuck, look at yourself. Can you lose weight? You’re already panting!”

“Shit, you think I do not like to lose weight. It’s not as easy as you think!” Jasper looked at the impatient men and said, “You have to wait a little longer. Our boss will come down in a moment.”

“Shit, he’s really good at putting on airs!” said a man with yellow sunglasses.

Jasper was burning with fury. He then walked up to the person and gave him a punch without warning. The sunglasses he was wearing flew far away. Carl’s men did not think that he would do that. They put their hands in their clothes and grabbed the knife hidden inside. The leader waved his hand to stop his men and said to Jasper, “Well, forgive him. He’s new here..”

Jasper laughed, “Well!” Then stared at the taken away, saying, “Take the little brother out after teaching, you know, don't spit nonsense!”

The leader looked at him, but soon grinned, “Well, brother, I will remember this.”

“What the f*ck!” Bruce had been tolerating on one side for a long time, seeing the leader saying that, he was triggered as well. He kicked the man in his abdomen. The man bent down and withdrew several steps to let his men hold him. This time, Carl’s men draw out their knives. Jasper and Bruce’s people also took out other logs behind them. Both sides were on the verge of fighting one another, they were all staring at one another.

At this point, Anton arrived, with his hands in his pockets. He seemed to not be in hurry at all and strolled from the classroom.