65 So It Was You (1/2)

As the two members of the mixed martial arts club were chatting, a colossal hand quietly came to rest on one of their shoulders. The guy's hair was dyed blonde, and he felt his shoulder sink as if a giant mountain were pressing down on him. His body listed heavily to one side. When he turned his head, his eyes fell on a gloomy profile as chilling as snow.

”Xiao Luo?”

The boys' faces changed in a flash. They couldn't believe that Xiao Luo had appeared in this place at this moment.

Xiao Luo declared faintly, ”Which of these guys went to beat up my roommates at the seventh dormitory tonight? Please, point them out to me.”

Hearing this, the blonde guy snapped out of his shock. But when he remembered that this place was the mixed martial arts club's territory meaning that his allies were all over the place, his courage surged. The blonde boy shouted, ”Who the hell are you? Why should I listen to you? Get your hand off my shoulder!”

He shouted this to the roof so that he could attract everyone's attention. As expected, the lingering members of the mixed martial arts club, who had initially been sparring with each other and the members of the other clubs, looked over.

”Xiao Luo, the fiend?”

”Why is he here? Didn't they say that he's afraid to accept the challenge and didn't even dare to go back to his room tonight?”

”Song Jianan just left a moment ago. If he hears about this, he will definitely rush back over. Looks like these two men are going to spar today, after all.”

The members of the other clubs were shocked. Still, the members of the mixed martial arts club slowly gathered around Xiao Luo with disdainful faces.

Xiao Luo's bright expression dimmed. He regarded the hostility being directed at him as nothing more than hot air. He spoke again to the blonde guy, ”Answer my question.”

”Are you f*cking sick? Don't you understand the human language? Do you need me to—argh!”

The guy's normal speaking voice was cut off abruptly and turned into a cry of pain. Xiao Luo's fingers were about to shatter his shoulders. The blonde boy was in so much pain that the muscles on his face seized up.

”Let me ask you one more time. Who went to beat up my roommates at the seventh dormitory tonight?” Xiao Luo repeated chillingly as the strength in his fingers intensified.

”I don't know. Let go of me…”

The blonde's cries became even more miserable. He struggled desperately, wanting to break away from Xiao Luo. However, Xiao Luo was grabbing him with a unique method, much like the ones polices use to arrest criminals. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

”Let him go!” roared the blonde boy's companion, and he hurled over a clenched fist.

Xiao Luo snorted contemptuously then slammed his head toward the incoming fist. The fist and his forehead collided, making the sound of potato chips cracking. The guy backed off and screamed in agony. He felt as if the punch he had just thrown had landed on hard rock. Three of his fingers were broken. Gripped by unbearable pain, his right hand couldn't stop shaking.

This simple, yet brutal move was very effective!

The other members of the mixed martial arts club suddenly had the jitters.

Just then, a guy with a pierced ear came forward and yelled at Xiao Luo, ”Hey, are you makin' trouble here? Do you not really believe that I can disassemble all of your body's spare parts?”

Undoubtedly, he was a veteran member of the mixed martial arts club. And the reason Xiao Luo figured as much was that Zhao Xinghe, Du Pengfei, and the rest of the gang followed him over.

Compared to the guy with the ear-piercing, Zhao Xinghe and the rest of his gang were at the opposite end of the attitude spectrum—they were not emboldened. They didn't dare act too arrogantly in front of Xiao Luo. When they met Xiao Luo's gaze, their eyes betrayed how they were very unsettled deep down. They were terrified of Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo pushed the stricken blonde away, walked over the guy with the pierced ear, and stood in front of him for a moment. Then, he said in a deep, solemn voice, ”You look like someone high up in the club. Maybe you know who went the seventh dorm to beat up my two roommates tonight.”

Seeing the veteran member standing beside the guy with the earring was like seeing a bamboo pole next to a giant tree. The guy with the earring's physique wasn't at all inferior to Zhao Xinghe's.

The guy with the earring used his thumb to point at himself and said arrogantly, ”Of course, I am their leader!” Then, he spat on the ground and declared disdainfully, ”Looking at those two wastes of space pisses me off. Their faces were just asking for a beating. They got whacked because they're worthy of being whacked!”

”Uh-huh. So, it was you!”