C15 The Crown of Wrath Is the Blue Face

Whether it is love or wine, there will be aftereffects, a sentimental person will always be heartbroken, a drunk person will always have a headache.

This was the best explanation for Mu Xinyi. To her, when she was in trouble, how she wished that the person in front of her was the person she longed for day and night, the person she loved the most in her heart. For any girl who was in love, the moment they met with danger, their shallow consciousness would always think of the person that they loved the most. Mu Xinyi was no exception.

Zhang Jun looked at her. Zhang Jun's heart trembled as he looked at her, as if he was drowning in an endless sea. He was floating in the sea, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the shackles of the sea. He could not find a way to save her. He could not catch her penetrating gaze, neither could he see nor understand. Zhang Jun wanted to understand, but the deeper he went, the deeper he sank. It was as if he had fallen into a bottomless pool of light.

Mu Xinyi was completely immersed in that deep gaze that he was unable to extricate himself from. Mu Xinyi's eyes gradually recovered its clarity, and said with certainty: "It's precisely because of this that I have to be braver, and I don't want to become Zhang Song or the others' burden. If it's going to be difficult, I want to share the burden with all of you."

Zhang Jun still wanted to say something, but he didn't know how he could persuade her to leave. His mouth moved, but he couldn't say anything as he sighed softly and slowly said: "Sigh, silly girl, I don't know what to say to you." Zhang Jun was afraid that Mu Xinyi would suffer, so he wanted to push her away, but Mu Xinyi did not have the resolve to leave. Using her words, the disaster was caused by herself, why should I leave this mess to you all to handle?

Seeming like he did not hear the three red-haired man's shouts, Zhang Jun turned and stood in front of Mu Xinyi, smiling at the three of them. As if he did not hear the cries of the three red-haired man, Zhang Jun turned and stood in front of Mu Xinyi, smiling at the three of them, and then took out a cigarette from his pocket.

No one in the school didn't know of Zhang Jun's and the others' famous names, and some of the spectators who were just surrounding the crowd recognized Zhang Jun. Now that they saw Zhang Jun awkwardly standing there looking for a fire in his pocket, they understood what was going on. They immediately walked up to him and took out their lighters to light him up.

Zhang Jun stretched his head forward, lit up his cigarette, and took a deep breath. The smoke then drifted out and blew out a faint smoke ring, and Zhang Jun then smiled at the person who just arrived: "Brother, thank you."

The person laughed and politely exchanged a few words with Zhang Jun before leaving. The red haired man could not take it anymore, and laughed while pointing at Zhang Jun: "So it's you, Zhang Jun, you're meddling in my business, aren't you?" His tone was extremely disdainful. Maybe it was because he was too arrogant and conceited, or maybe Zhang Jun was nothing in his eyes.

Zhang Jun had a bright smile on his face, but no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be ridiculing Song Tao, and said in a calm tone: "It's not that I care about that, it's just that you've provoked someone you shouldn't have. That's why I taught you a lesson, and it's my kind advice to you.

"Oh? So your punch was a good thing for me? "Hmph, stop pretending to be a saint in front of me. Others might be afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you. Since we are of the same sect, I'll let you go this time, but the girl behind you must stay."

"Do you think that's possible?" Zhang Jun still had a calm face, without any fluctuations.

The red haired man, Song Tao, laughed: "What, you want to be my escort? If you don't take a piss, do you have the ability to do so? "

Zhang Jun did not reply. At this moment, he chose to remain silent because he knew that even if he were to tear his mouth apart, he would not be able to stop these idiots. Why were there so many idiots in this world? They had clearly already given them a chance, but they didn't have the slightest bit of consciousness.

Seeing that Zhang Jun did not refute her, Song Tao thought that Zhang Jun had already made his own choice, and disdainfully looked at the silent Zhang Jun in front of him, and walked over step by step, past Zhang Jun and arrived in front of Mu Xinyi.

Zhang Jun looked up to the sky, and shook his head lightly. He quickly followed and turned on Song Tao's back, and said softly: "You are courting death, you are playing with fire." As he said that, he clenched his fist and pushed with his strength. Song Tao did not expect Zhang Jun to make a move, so he did not dodge.

Song Tao turned around, his gaze was like a soaring hawk staring at his prey, and shouted angrily: "Zhang Jun, you asked for this!" Zhang Jun dodged Song Tao's fist and took the opportunity to pull Mu Xinyi forward. Zhang Jun was sent to the student who just came up to light the fire for him, "Brother, take her away immediately." The student looked at Zhang Jun and nodded.

Song Tao shouted at the two people, "Block her for me. No one can leave today without my permission."

When the yellow and blue hair heard their big brother say this, they immediately went forward to stop Mu Xinyi from leaving. Zhang Jun timely blocked in front of the two of them. It was more like an order. With the help of the students, the student led Mu Xinyi, who was already stunned by the scene, into the school. Mu Xinyi regained his senses, wanted to struggle but was powerless to do so, trying to ask how the strength of a girl could be stronger than so many people. Mu Xinyi was pulled into the school under the crowd of students, and in the blink of an eye, disappeared from Zhang Jun's sight. Seeing that Mu Xinyi had safely left, Zhang Jun heaved a sigh of relief.

Song Tao's face was filled with anger. He blamed his own underlings for being incapable, but he hated Zhang Jun even more for spoiling his plans, thus all of his grudges were shifted towards Zhang Jun. He roared, "You have to meddle in other people's business. Brothers, beat them up for me!" With that said, he took the lead and rushed towards Zhang Jun with fists clenched.

Zhang Jun frowned slightly, and said warily: "I have already given you guys a chance, it's just that you guys did not cherish it properly." With that, his gaze turned cold as he welcomed Song Tao. When their fists met, Zhang Jun's imposing manner was like a rainbow, but as for Song Tao, after their fists clashed, he immediately retreated a few steps back to stabilize himself. In fact, how could Song Tao be a match for Zhang Jun, who frequently went through physical training. Clenching his fists, Song Tao suffered a loss. Taking the chance when you were sick and wanted to take your life, all the previous experiences finally came into play at this moment! Zhang Jun reacted quickly, taking the opportunity when Song Tao was retreating, using all his strength to kick Song Tao's leg out, causing Song Tao to bend over uncontrollably in pain. Just as he was about to straighten his body, he saw a huge fist approaching with wind, it was all too fast, so fast that Song Tao was unable to dodge it.

was not his match, he had definitely struck Song Tao down, and the two people behind him had already rushed over, the yellow hair man's kick landed on Zhang Jun's knee, while the other man's fist landed on Zhang Jun's back. Zhang Jun relied on his strong will, and managed to prevent himself from falling, and anxiously turned around, and saw that his fist was about to land on Song Tao's nose, so Zhang Jun made a lightning-fast strike, stopping the yellow hair man's fist just a few inches away from Zhang Jun's nose. No matter how much strength he used, Zhang Jun's fist did not have any strength left, and his forehead was covered in perspiration. With a cold gaze, Zhang Jun's hand that was holding the yellow hair fist pulled back, and the yellow hair uncontrollably followed suit. Zhang Jun forcefully lifted a footprint and placed it on the yellow hair's stomach.

After knocking out the yellow hair, Zhang Jun appeared beside the blue hair like a ghost. Holding onto the blue hair, Zhang Jun intersected with both of his hands and tightly locked onto the blue hair's head, no matter how the blue hair tried to resist, he was unable to break free from the pair of pincers. His right leg arched and rose up, fiercely smashing onto the blue hair's head, once, twice, thrice … It took him seven or eight hits before he finally loosened his grip on the blue hair. At this moment, the blue hair's face was covered in blood, and even his face had become distorted, turning into a veritable pig head.

At some point, Song Tao had climbed up and punched Zhang Jun in the back of his head. Since Song Tao had launched a sneak attack, Zhang Jun hadn't realized that Song Tao would do it, so he couldn't dodge. With a "Peng" sound, he slammed his fist into the back of Zhang Jun's head. Zhang Jun shook his head violently, only then did his head regain its clarity. Song Tao's second attack had arrived, and Zhang Jun did not even think about it, he directly kicked Song Tao's arm, and with a creaking sound, Zhang Jun's leg dislocated Song Tao's arm. Song Tao dragged his dislocated arm and cried out loudly. It was extremely miserable, just like the cries of a nightingale.

habitually patted the "dust" on his body, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and walked to the side of the blue hair. He slowly squatted down, smiled, and said without a hint of emotion in his voice: "Brother, I'll lend you a hand."

As if he had been assaulted by a cold wind, he lost control of his brain as he reached into his bag to take out a lighter, and handed it over to Zhang Jun respectfully. The blue hair did not say a single word from the beginning to the end, and it was not that he did not want to say anything, but Zhang Jun had beaten him to such a state, so he was unable to say a single word even if he wanted to. In the face of this Evil God in front of him, Zhang Jun did not dare to say anything.