"Senior, you really work hard." Mu Fan scratched his head and smiled, "Also, I was really embarrassed yesterday."
"I have some official business to deal with. Come to the library to check information. Why don't you have military training?" You Shiwan still has that soft voice, and this elegant and quiet temperament really makes talking to her a pleasure.
However, Rongcheng nearby did not feel this way.
Vice president?
This guy is also from the student union? It’s impossible, the club will only start recruiting new members tomorrow.
And why does this kid still look so familiar with You Shiwan! This conversation is so addictive.
Is this kind of swan accessible to people like you?
"Are you from the student union?" Rong Cheng suddenly asked.
Mu Fan tilted his head and said, "No."
"The student union is on business, please get out of the way." Rong Cheng's eyes held a deep warning.
Mu Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Rong Cheng without moving.
You Shiwan cast an apologetic look at Mu Fan, then turned to look at this companion who also belonged to the seven major families, with a dissatisfied look on his face.
Seeing Mu Fan standing there in a state of disrespect, Rong Cheng, who had a bad temper to begin with, gave a sinister smile, stepped forward, and put a hand on Mu Fan's shoulder.
Seeing this, the expression on You Shiwan's face finally became a little angry: "Rongcheng!"
"An Xin, Vice President, I just don't want this kid to waste our time." Rong Cheng said without any hesitation in his hands, and directly clasped Mu Fan's shoulders.
The timing of these actions did not give You Shiwan a chance to speak again.
The identity of the vice-president of You Shiwan Kendo Club is more of a symbol of reputation. In terms of strength alone, she may only be slightly better than Bing Su.
But facing Rong Cheng, who has already established a foothold in the fighting club, she is definitely not on the same level.
Mu Fan clearly saw You Shiwan's apologetic eyes and knew that this was not the senior's original intention.
So he didn't make any other moves, he just stood upright, and then Rong Cheng grabbed his shoulders.
"Take your hand away." Mu Fan glanced at his shoulder and said expressionlessly.
If you are familiar with Mu Fan, you will definitely know that when Mu Fan is expressionless, he is not in a good mood. At this time, all you can do is stay away from him as much as possible.
But Rong Cheng didn't know, he only knew that he had grabbed this kid's shoulders.
"Since you don't move, the senior can only ask you to get out of the way." After saying that, he exerted force with his five fingers, pinching the boy until he jumped in pain, and then he lifted his shoulders and lifted him away little by little.
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This kind of picture makes me feel emotional when I think about it.
"When you come to Dingchuan, you should respect your seniors. Besides, you don't look like you have a good family background. Well, I'm just annoying poor people like you."
"Rongcheng! Please leave now, you have affected my normal life." There was a rare anger in You Shiwan's voice, and he was about to step forward and separate the two of them.
"Don't worry, I'll leave, but now I'm just unhappy with this kid, and I don't want to show off my virtue by peeing." Rongcheng, who is used to being arrogant, extravagant and domineering, is now full of evil spirits, both in Landu Star and Dingchuan.
, Rongcheng really hasn’t been angry with anyone yet.
What's more, a new student dares to embarrass himself.
but……
As a cold smile appeared on Mu Fan's lips, Rong Cheng felt his right hand holding a piece of steel.
Mu Fan calmly looked at the energetic senior and said, "You think I'm unhappy, what next?"
Then what?
Then I will knock you away with one fucking palm.
The weaker tolerance is probably at level 15, but his strength is truly at level 18!
To deal with this mud-legged guy who has never been immersed in any bio-enhancement medicine since he was a child and has not received any professional training, his Rongcheng's strength can definitely be regarded as crushing.
Without squeezing Mu Fan's shoulders, he loosened his fingers and prepared to retreat before clenching his fists.
A small-scale blow was enough to make this kid lie on the corridor in front of the bookshelf, deflated.
At this point in time, machines are on duty. Isn't it just punishment and deduction of credits? What else can there be? I am a middle-level cadre in the student union, so it is easy to use my authority to minimize the punishment.
The moment Rong Cheng's fist retreated, You Shiwan's eyes narrowed.
Although her strength is not even one-third of Lu Qingxue's, her background determines that her vision is definitely not comparable to her physical quality.
Mu Fan's right shoulder, which had just been restrained, was raised like lightning, and a palm caught up with him faster than Rong Cheng could withdraw his fist.
When Rong Cheng just put his fist into a closed fist position, he immediately felt that his wrist was suddenly locked by something.
How can it be!
The palm of the boy opposite him was firmly clasping his wrist.
"you!"
"hehe."
Mu Fan gave a small tug with his right hand, and an overwhelming force surged in. Rong Cheng felt the force from his arm sending his entire body flying.
Rong Cheng wanted to break away halfway, but when his body was straightened, Mu Fan had already held his arms and pinned him to his side.
The wrist of his right hand was tightly held by Mu Fan's right hand and stuck in front of his neck. He gritted his teeth and twisted it and found that it didn't move at all.
Mu Fan held him with his right arm, but looked at You Shiwan. There was no hint of surprise or fawning in his eyes like ordinary people see a goddess, only a calm and natural look.
"Senior sister, please take the information you mentioned for yourself."
"Okay." You Shiwan nodded to Mu Fan, stepped on the hoverboard and rose more than half a meter, and then his eyes wandered back and forth on a row of bookshelves.
"You fucking let me go. Do you want to have fun with the student union in the future? Or do you want to offend the fighting club and be beaten into a pile of rotten meat!"
Rong Cheng, who frantically struggled to escape but failed, threatened Mu Fan.
"You really have a bad mouth." Mu Fan's face remained calm, without even a hint of disgust. He seemed to be looking at Rongcheng like... a trash can on the roadside.
Do you hate trash cans?
It's definitely impossible, otherwise I would be sick to death just walking on the street.
Mu Fan has this kind of mentality now.
After hearing what Rong Cheng said, Master Right, who had just pulled out a thick book, turned to Mu Fan and the two of them and said, "Rong Cheng, you cannot represent the student union!"
"As long as he's here, I'll beat him to death!" He yelled angrily, pulling his neck and unable to suppress it.
At this time, Mu Fan showed a relaxed look on his face, he held Rong Cheng in his arms with one hand, and whispered in his ear. The voice was calm but shocking, and You Shiwan was unable to speak again.
"Oh, student union, do I need it?"
"Fighting club?"
"Scoff." A scoff came from his nose. Mu Fan had not had a good impression of the fighting club ever since he saw one of the so-called five kings bullying the fat man.
The young man's calm tone was full of disdain for these two societies. He was not pretending to be tough, it was disdain coming from the bottom of his heart.
Power has always been something that Mu Fan is extremely disgusted with.
"Mu Fan, I can guarantee that as long as I am still here, the student union will never become a tool for abuse of power."
At this moment, Mu Fan didn't have the slightest trace of the dazed look of the delicious boy last night. He raised his face and stared at the narcissus of the Kendo Club. He was also the vice-president of the Dingchuan College Student Union - You Shiwan.
He grinned and did not answer. Instead, he said, "Senior, throw the information to me and I will give it to him."
Perhaps because of the inexplicable sense of trust in Mu Fan's language, You Shiwan handed the thick book in his hand to Mu Fan.
Then Mu Fan took it with his left hand and slowly stuffed it into Rong Cheng's arms. In his eyes like a mad tiger, he exerted force with his five fingers, and the bones of Rong Cheng were shaking when he stretched them, but they were all gritted by the crazy Rong Cheng.
Hold it back.
That indifferent tone made Rong Cheng's face turn purple with anger: "If you hope to see fear in my eyes, then I'm sorry, you are destined to be disappointed."
"Xiaozi, when the time comes, you will beg for mercy!"
"Ha... if I said half a word of fear, I would take your surname, you... disgusting, so-called, noble." Mu Fan ignored You Shiwan, whose eyes were already full of shock.
He put his mouth close to Rong Cheng's ear and spoke softly:
"Remember my name, Dingchuan Academy, first grade, mecha department, Mu Fan."