The young man raised his arm slightly, and pinched Yuan Teng's wrist with the index finger of his right thumb. His eyebrows were smiling, his smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and his voice was slow and coherent: "Why have I ever scolded you for being a beast? ”

"It's that you're too accurate about yourself. Do you want to blame me? ”

The young man's tone and movements looked light and fluttering, without any strength, but Yuan Teng's wrist seemed to be clamped by iron tongs. A burst of unbearable force ruthlessly crushed down, and his forehead sweated in pain, as if his bones were about to be crushed.

Yuan Teng has been used to it in Nanyang City since he was a child. With his identity, no one has ever dared to mess with him. He occupied the study room of Fengnan University as a chat room, and in the past, some students reprimanded him, and even poked the post bar to confess on the wall to satirize. But often in less than half a month, the students who provoked him would be put in sacks and sent to the hospital.

No one can find evidence of Yuan Teng's black hand. knew that it was his hand, but he could only swallow his anger. Later, no one dared to provoke Yuan Teng.

At this moment, the state of Yuan Teng and Yue Wujiu was a little weird. At least, in the eyes of the beholder.

Yuan Teng's arms are strong and thick, and the muscle lines under his clothes are faintly visible. He still kept the action of throwing people out, and the boy was grabbed by the collar. His right hand was on Yuan Teng's arm, as if he wanted to resist.

Everyone thought that Yue Wujiu would be thrown out of the study room in the next moment, and he would be thrown into the mud.

However, time seemed to stand still at this moment. The boy didn't move. Yuan Teng's arm muscles burst out. After trembling slightly, the sunny and handsome face suddenly turned hideous, showing pain, and roared irritably: "Let go of Lao Tzu!" ”

Yuan Teng's companions were still talking, laughing and watching the play, waiting to see the excitement, but when they saw that the situation was wrong, they rushed over one after another.

In the study room, the atmosphere suddenly became tense and stagnant. Leaning against the door, a few students subconsciously got up and retreated, far away from Yue Wujiu and Yuan Teng.

Yuan Teng's lips were pale, cold sweat was dripping on his back, he gritted his teeth with difficulty, and jumped out word by word: "If Lao Tzu doesn't break your tendons and fractures, I won't be called Yuan Teng!" ”

"Temper tantrum." The boy chuckled, then suddenly stepped up and slammed into her head-on, slamming his fist at her at the same time.

She spread out the palms of her hands, seemingly gently and casually holding the hands of the two young men who smashed over, breaking back, and forcefully!

"Click!"

"You should learn the library management system well, I remember, there are exams before entering Fengnan University."

"Looks like it's been fed into your stomachs."

"Classmate, be careful!!"

The pupils of the two girls shrank suddenly, and to the left of Yue Wujiu, a figure raised the table and smashed it into her back desperately.

Yuan Teng covered his right hand and arm that was in pain, and his voice was cold: "Abolish him for Lao Tzu!" ”

In front of so many people today, Yuan Teng felt embarrassed, and he was extremely angry in his heart.

"Be careful!!"

"Ahh

Several girls subconsciously covered their eyes and turned their heads sideways, not daring to look at the next scene.

"Die!!" The young man who raised the table shouted fiercely, and the table slammed down.

Then, the table came to a standstill, unable to move any longer. The young man exerted his strength to feed, pressed down hard, and the table in his hand remained firmly in place.

Yue Wujiu understated, pinching the table leg with two fingers, the delicate white fingers and calm posture contrasted sharply with the raised table and the young man's flushed face.