Chapter 49 (2/2)

Zhu Xiaofei was pudgy–no match for someone like Zhao Xinghe. When he saw his bulging bicep, he immediately shut his mouth.

Another guy pointed at Xiao Luo, who was eating his lunch. “Brother Zhao, he’s Xiao Luo!”

This boy was from the same group as Tang Yuze. Xiao Luo had beaten him up on the rooftop of the boys’ dormitory. The boy would remember Xiao Luo’s appearance till the day he died.

“You’re Xiao Luo?”

Zhao Xinghe slapped Xiao Luo’s shoulder twice and said with a dark and somber face, “Why didn’t you respond when I called you just now? You treating my words like farts?”

“Now that you mention it, it does smell like someone’s farting, it smells bad!” Xiao Luo fanned the air in front of his nose.

An Huanhuan giggled, “Haha. Hero Luo, you’re so funny.”

Zhao Xinghe’s expression went from amused to horrific. He lifted his foot and stomped it on Xiao Luo’s stool. “You just made fun of me. Are you tired of living?”

“You can just talk, don’t move your feet!” Xiao Luo’s expression turned mean. The scene was set for a showdown.

“Oh, Brother An said you’re crazy. I didn’t believe it at first. Who’d have thought it’s true, I….”

Total silence. All of a sudden, like a tiger, Xiao Luo stood up with his five fingers spread ou and grabbed Zhao Xinghe’s collar. Before he had time to react, Zhao Xinghe felt his feet leaving the ground, his neck bound tightly by the collar. He felt his throat constrict and began choking.

Besides Zhao Xinghe’s buddies, all the students in the cafeteria stared in silence. He must be freakishly strong to lift a person with one hand!

Xiao Luo fixed Zhao Xinghe with an icy stare of disdain, “Now, can you tell me why you sought me out?”

Zhao Xinghe nodded, scared sh*tless. He quickly took out a letter from his pocket. Three words written were on it with a brush, Notice of Challenge.

This is the Notice of Challenge that Brother An is giving you. He’ll be waiting for you at the mixed martial arts club on Sat.u.r.day night.

“Challenge?”

Disdain flashed across Xiao Luo’s eyes, and then he let go of Zhao Xinghe. “Go back and deliver this to Song Jianan. Ask him if his brain has short-circuited. What era are we in now? Yet he’s still doing this!”

“You don’t accept it?” Zhao Xinghe fixed his collar.

“I have no time for this nonsense!” Xiao Luo said calmly.

Sneering, Zhao Xinghe glanced at An Huanhuan, “You’ve got the guts to s.n.a.t.c.h Brother An’s girlfriend, but you don’t have the guts to respond to his challenge. Xiao Luo, turns out you’re just a spineless wimp.”

“Sorry, goading doesn’t work on me. Besides, I want to finish my lunch. Stay as far from me as you can, don’t ruin my appet.i.te,” Xiao Luo said in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing.

The corners of Zhao Xinghe’s lips tightened. When had he ever felt so enraged as a veteran member of the mixed martial arts club?

“Xiao, you should know what’s good for you. We have a total of one hundred and twenty people in the mixed martial arts club. If everyone spits on you, it’ll be enough to drown you. Have you thought about the consequences of rejecting Brother An’s challenge?”

Xiao Luo calmly spat out a word, “Scram!”

Zhu Xiaofei and Ding Kai knew Xiao Luo had a short fuse. It didn’t take much to set him off. In a matter of seconds, that polite and friendly smile could turn ugly and mean, especially if he felt threatened. The two guys quietly backed away to give Xiao Luo enough s.p.a.ce in case he needed it. They also threw a look at An Huanhuan, signaling her to get out of the way, too.

“Good. You sure are crazy and bold!”

Zhao Xinghe went berzerk. Although he was stunned when Xiao Luo lifted him with one hand, he was giddy with rage. He reached out and grabbed the plates and cutlery. Then he snarled and got ready to smash them on Xiao Luo’s head and shout, “I’ll f*cking kill you!!!”

But just as he raised his hands, Xiao Luo stood up unexpectedly and dealt a swift kick that landed squarely on Zhao Xinghe’s abdomen.

He leaped like a crouching tiger, using his momentum to overwhelm Zhao Zinge and frighten off the other goons.

It was as if Zhao Xinghe’s muscular body was. .h.i.t by a train, it flew back and slammed onto his buddies standing behind him.

His companions tried to reach out to catch him. But before they even raised their arms, Zhao Xinghe flew into them like a cannonball and knocked them on their b.u.t.ts. Cras.h.!.+ The plates shattered on the floor, sending the pieces and remains of food scattering in all directions.

What an embarra.s.sment! Before they knew what hit them, the five or six guys were spread out on the floor covered in grease and grime. They were banged up and wailing in agony, but nothing hurt more than their pride. They couldn’t stop panting as they looked at Xiao Luo in terror. Who was this guy?!

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