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"That female classmate had something urgent and left. I said, 'Last time on the bus, you misunderstood me; it was that creepy guy who touched you.'" Zhang Yang said.
"Even if I misunderstood you last time, and even if you saved me with a female classmate this time, as soon as she left and the Communication Room was empty, it's very likely you'd have ulterior motives. Luckily, I woke up in time," Chu Ruoxi stood up, sharp-tongued, looking nothing like someone who had just suffered from heatstroke.
"If I hadn't unbuttoned your clothes and helped you breathe, you'd still be out cold. You really think you woke up on your own? You're just like a dog biting Lü Dongbin," Zhang Yang finished speaking and turned to leave.
"You..." Chu Ruoxi looked at Zhang Yang's back and shouted angrily, "If I were a dog, I wouldn't be able to bite you to death!" She completely lost her image of a lady.
"Alright, let's go. I still need to eat," the security guard waved his hand. "Don't forget to take your books when you leave."
Chu Ruoxi paused and looked down; there were two books on the bench. It turned out that the female classmate who had carried her in with Zhang Yang had casually placed her books under Chu Ruoxi's head and forgotten to take them when she left in a hurry. Chu Ruoxi picked up the books and noticed a line of small writing on the title page:
Class One of Accounting, Wan Bingbing.
"Okay, I'll go find this Wan Bingbing to ask," Chu Ruoxi thought. It would be easy to find someone with a name in the accounting department.
When she met Wan Bingbing, she recounted what happened: "When I saw you two, he was right next to you. I thought he was your boyfriend. But while I was there, he didn't touch you at all. I took out some cooling oil for him to apply, but he said it wasn't convenient and asked me to help him apply it instead. I thought he was just shy in front of me; turns out he isn't your boyfriend!"
"What a coincidence! He was the first one to show up when I fainted; he must have been following me. Even if he's not a pervert, he's definitely not a good person!" Chu Ruoxi thought bitterly.
After this incident, Chu Ruoxi felt quite upset. She didn't attend evening study sessions but instead strolled out of the school gate, planning to walk by Shanshui Lake nearby.
Shanshui Lake is a lively lake within the Shanzhou Urban Area, covering a considerable area. On summer nights by the lake, there are always many people enjoying the cool breeze. Chu Ruoxi sat down on a stone bench by the lake; the moist night breeze blew away much of her displeasure.
"Hey there, little sister, all alone?" A man in his thirties with slicked-back hair approached Chu Ruoxi. He wore a striped T-shirt with an eye-catching Versace logo. Two other men followed him closely, looking tough like drivers or bodyguards.
Chu Ruoxi glanced up at the man; he casually ran his fingers through his hair, and the gold watch on his wrist seemed to shine. Without saying a word, Chu Ruoxi quickly left the stone bench and walked away.
"Is this what humans look like?" The Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man remarked as he watched Chu Ruoxi's back. The two Brutal Men beside him were confused and momentarily stunned. "Not human! She's a fairy!" The Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man suddenly shouted and then hurried after Chu Ruoxi.
Chu Ruoxi was soon caught up with. "Little sister, you've misunderstood me; I just want to be friends. I'm not a bad person," the slick-haired man said beside her.
"My boyfriend is coming; excuse me, please let me pass," Chu Ruoxi pointed at a young man walking by and tried to escape. However, the young man didn't even glance at her and turned away instead. "Which one is your boyfriend? I don't see anyone," the Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man laughed.
Chu Ruoxi looked and thought that if things didn't work out, she would have to shout "You bully!" Just as she was about to speak, a cold voice came from behind:
"You can't see because you're blind."
Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man turned around and saw a Tall Guy young man appearing from behind. He had a pale face, strong features, and a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be smiling but also carried a hint of coldness.
"Kid, are you tired of living?" Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man said while staring into Zhang Yang's eyes, but the gaze coming back showed no fear. Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man was taken aback, and one hand gestured backward. One of the Brutal Men understood and took two steps back to pull out his phone. The other Brutal Man stepped forward.
"I'll give you three seconds to get lost," Zhang Yang said as he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and then exhaled smoke.
"Time's up."
"F*** you!" the nearby Brutal Man cursed, then raised his fist, as big as a sand pot, and swung it toward Zhang Yang's nose. Chu Ruoxi, frightened, let out a scream and covered her eyes.
"Ah!!!" The scream of the Brutal Man echoed across the lake. Chu Ruoxi removed her hands from her eyes and found that Zhang Yang was still smoking.
The Brutal Man, who had just thrown the punch, was holding his wrist with his left hand, gritting his teeth and sweating profusely as he sat on the ground. His right hand hung limply like a rag. The bones in the Brutal Man's hand were completely shattered; the fact that he wasn't knocked out by the pain showed he was still quite tough.
Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man was certainly not a fool; he turned around and left without caring about the fallen Brutal Man.
"You really were following me!" Chu Ruoxi said to Zhang Yang.
"What’s there to follow? I came from across the street; I just wanted to get some lake water to brew tea. If I had known it would lead to this mess, I wouldn't have intervened. That oily-haired fool is blind; you're blind too," Zhang Yang replied irritably. Being misunderstood repeatedly by this girl made him feel like he was being taken for granted.
The water of Shanshui Lake is famous for being sourced from mountain springs. So when Zhang Yang came here for water, he indeed intended to use it for brewing something to drink—not tea but rather Tianshan Snow Lotus made by Time Rush.
Seeing the mineral water bottle in Zhang Yang's hand made Chu Ruoxi somewhat believe him. Moreover, facing three thugs and stepping forward for her sake did not seem like something a petty person would do. However, being called "blind" left her feeling somewhat frustrated; she stood there speechless.
"It's getting late; let's hurry back," Zhang Yang glanced at Chu Ruoxi, his tone softening. But right after saying that, he started walking ahead.
"Hey..." Chu Ruoxi hesitated and called out.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang stopped in his tracks.
"Thank you," Chu Ruoxi said, biting her lip.
"It's nothing. Just don't misunderstand me," Zhang Yang replied with a faint smile and continued walking forward.
However, this time, he truly couldn't move on. Ahead of him, the Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man stood in the middle of the road, flanked by a dozen fierce-looking men. Zhang Yang glanced over and quickly realized that these men were not the typical thugs one might encounter; they were top-tier fighters.
Zhang Yang was not mistaken. The Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man usually kept such a team, consisting of martial arts experts and retired Special Forces members. With all of them together, sweeping through a hundred or so people would be no problem at all. The calm expression and sharp gaze that Zhang Yang displayed upon his arrival made the Oily-Haired, Powdered-Faced Man feel uneasy. He waved his hand, instructing his subordinates to call for backup. Since the message was unclear over the phone, all of them rushed over.
"Hold this bottle of water for me and step back," Zhang Yang said as he handed the water to Chu Ruoxi.
When these men arrived, they initially thought they would be facing a large group, but instead found only a student-like young man. They thought to themselves how they could handle this situation, clearly underestimating Zhang Yang. They began discussing among themselves about sending out a representative to teach Zhang Yang a lesson.
In the end, two of them wanted to stretch their muscles and exchanged some banter before deciding to settle it with rock-paper-scissors.
"You lost; I'll go," one broad-shouldered man with a flat top hairstyle charged forward without any unnecessary words, launching a Whirlwind Kick aimed directly at Zhang Yang's face.
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