Honestly speaking, An Huanhuan was not bad looking. She had bright eyes, white teeth, and fair skin. It was just that she looked a little petite, but that was not her weakness. This kind of petite and cute girl could easily make a guy want to protect her.
However, Xiao Luo felt that he wasn't a good match for her.
First of all, he wasn't a real student. His purpose in coming to Huaye was to secretly protect Chu Yue.
Second, he had been working hard in society for three years. He was looking for a girlfriend with the intention of getting married. College students weren't part of his consideration.
"Xiao Luo!"
At this moment, a loud bellow came from the side. Then, five or six strong boys surrounded them. Their faces were filled with hostility.
One of the boys, who was wearing a checkered shirt, took a step forward and shouted coldly, "Who is Xiao Luo?"
Xiao Luo raised his head. They were all unfamiliar faces. He didn't understand why they were looking for him.
He said indifferently, "What's the matter?"
These people saw that not only was Xiao Luo not nervous, but he also put on a high and mighty posture. A slight anger appeared in their eyes. The man in the checkered shirt shouted, "Are you f * cking Xiao Luo? If you aren't, shut the hell up. Otherwise, I'll beat your pig head. "
It was obvious that he was deliberately looking for trouble.
"Xiao Luo seems to be in trouble!"
Bai Ling, who was eating on the other side, whispered when she saw Xiao Luo's strange behavior.
Chu Yue tucked her hair behind her ear and said disapprovingly, "Pretentious d * cks are always causing trouble wherever they go. I'm used to it." She sipped a glass of orange juice with a straw, glanced at them, and said, "They're from the mixed martial arts club. It seems that Song Jianan is at odds with Pretentious d * cks."
Huang Ruoran also raised his head slightly and glanced at Xiao Luo. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad.
An Huanhuan stood up and glared at the boy in the checkered shirt. "Zhao Xinghe, what are you doing with so many people? Are you going to fight in the cafeteria? "
"Mind your own business. We're not here for a fickle woman like you."
Zhao Xinghe pointed at An Huanhuan and warned her. Then he slammed the table and shouted at Xiao Luo, Zhu Xiaofei and Ding Kai, "Who is Xiao Luo? Stand up! "
Zhu Xiaofei jumped to her feet.
Five or six pairs of eyes glared at him fiercely. "Are you Xiao Luo?"
"I'm not." Zhu Xiaofei shrugged.
Ding Kai also stood up at this time. With Xiao Luo around, he was very bold.
The five or six people stared at him. "You are?"
"I'm not." Ding Kai shook his head.
"Then why the f * ck are you standing up for?"
Zhao Xinghe grabbed Ding Kai's collar. His strong arms almost lifted Ding Kai up.
"I'm a civilized student. After eating, I'm going to send the tableware to the recycling center to reduce the burden of the cafeteria auntie," Ding Kai said.
"F * ck off!"
Zhao Xinghe was so angry that he pushed Ding Kai hard.
Ding Kai was like a fallen leaf blown by the wind. He kept backing up. Fortunately, Zhu Xiaofei caught him. Otherwise, he would have fallen to the ground.
"What are you doing? What right do you have to push him?" Zhu Xiaofei scolded angrily.
"Because my arms are thick. So what? Do you want to compete? "Zhao Xinghe showed off his strong biceps and said arrogantly.
Zhu Xiaofei was only fat. If they really fought, he would definitely not be a match for Zhao Xingan. When he saw his thick arms, he immediately stopped talking.
At this time, another boy pointed at Xiao Luo, who was busy eating. "Brother Zhao, he's Xiao Luo!"
This boy was with Tang Yuze. When Xiao Luo beat him up on the top floor of the boys' dormitory, he still remembered Xiao Luo's appearance.
"You're Xiao Luo?"
Zhao Xinghe patted Xiao Luo's shoulder twice. His face was gloomy. "Why didn't you answer when I called you just now? Did you treat my words like farts? "
"Now that you mention it, it seems like someone did fart. It stinks!" Xiao Luo fanned the air in front of his nose.
An Huanhuan giggled. "Haha … Hero Luo, you're so funny."
Zhao Xinghe's face immediately turned red. He lifted his foot and stepped on Xiao Luo's stool. "You're making fun of me. Are you tired of living?"
"If you have something to say, say it. Don't touch my foot!" Xiao Luo's face turned cold.
"Oh, Brother An said you were crazy. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect it to be true. I …"
His voice came to an abrupt stop. Xiao Luo stood up like a fierce tiger. He spread his fingers and grabbed Zhao Xinghe's collar. Before Zhao Xinghe could react, he felt his feet leave the ground. His neck was tightly bound by his collar, and a strong sense of suffocation came over him.
Zhao Xinghe's companions weren't the only ones who were shocked. All the students in the cafeteria were stunned. Lifting a person up with one hand … Just how strong was that?
Xiao Luo raised his head and stared coldly at Zhao Xinghe. "Now, can you tell me why you're looking for me?"
Zhao Xinghe nodded in horror. He quickly took out a letter from his pocket. Three words were written on it with a brush: Letter of Challenge.
"This is Brother An's letter of challenge. He'll be waiting for you at the mixed martial arts club on Saturday night."
"Letter of challenge?"
Xiao Luo's eyes flashed with disdain. He let go of Zhao Xinghe. "Go back and tell Song Jianan that there's something wrong with his head. What era is this? Why is he still doing this? "
"You don't accept?" Zhao Xinghe straightened his collar.
"I don't have time to fight with him!" Xiao Luo said calmly.
Zhao Xinghe sneered and glanced at An Huanhuan. "You have the guts to steal Brother An's girlfriend, but you don't have the guts to accept his challenge. Xiao Luo, so you're just a coward."
"Sorry, but your provocation won't work on me. I still want to eat. Stay as far away from me as you can. Don't ruin my appetite," Xiao Luo said in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing.
Zhao Xinghe's mouth twitched. As a senior member of the mixed martial arts club, he had never been treated like this before.
"Xiao Luo, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. There are 120 people in the mixed martial arts club. One spit from each of us could drown you. Have you thought about the consequences of rejecting Brother An?"
Xiao Luo calmly spat out a word. "Scram!"
Zhu Xiaofei and Ding Kai both knew Xiao Luo's temper. Although he usually looked amiable and amiable, once he got angry, he would beat someone up. They quietly retreated to give Xiao Luo enough space to act. At the same time, they shot looks at An Huanhuan, indicating for her to stay away as well.
"Good, you're crazy enough. You've got guts!"
Zhao Xinghe was furious. Although he was surprised by the strength Xiao Luo had used to lift him up with one hand, he was so angry that he lost his mind. He reached out to grab the cutlery beside him and viciously threw it at Xiao Luo's head. He roared, "I'll f * cking kill you!!!"
But just as he raised the cutlery, Xiao Luo stood up abruptly and cleanly kicked him in the abdomen.
His momentum was like that of a fierce tiger, and the whole ground seemed to tremble!
Zhao Xinghe's muscular body flew backward as if he had been hit by a train. He slammed into his companions behind him.
Their faces changed slightly, and they instinctively reached out to catch Zhao Xinghe. They thought that working together would be enough to stop Zhao Xinghe, but before they could raise their arms, Zhao Xinghe flew over like a cannonball and smashed them all to the ground. The cutlery that Zhao Xinghe had just grabbed fell all over the place, and the leftover oil and residue spilled all over them.
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