Zhang Yang's death is still a scale-like existence in the hearts of all the team members of Jiaotong University. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Zhang Yang was a pawn in the ambush of the Japanese organization, his identity was not disclosed, and only a few people such as Peng Bo and Lin Dazha knew it.

In the hearts of everyone in the Sanda Club of Jiaotong University, Zhang Yang is still the good senior and brother who led them to win the top eight in the national competition.

Therefore, when the people of Wuda talked about the topic of Zhang Yang's body, everyone was furious.

Of course, among these angry people, Peng Bo and Lin Dazha were not among them.

"What? Do you want to fight? The red-haired man from Wuda took a step back and said in a trembling voice.

"You have to apologize to our Zhang Yang senior!" Yao Guang stood up under the push of everyone and said loudly.

"That's right! Apologize! The tall Chen Xiang also stood beside Yao Guang and said.

"Why?" The red-haired man of Wuhan University said. The arrogant momentum just now was weak, and there was a strange feeling when he spoke.

"Today, you must apologize to Senior Zhang Yang!" Yao Guang was at the forefront of the public, and said excitedly,

"Why should I apologize? That guy was supposed to be dead, maybe because he was cowardly. ”

"Yes! He must have been scared! Another student from Wuhan University also said at this time.

"Seniors will not be afraid!"

"What do you know?"

"Not scared? All I know is that the coward died two months before the race, maybe he was scared to come to the race, right? The red-haired man from Wuda said.

"That's right! It's not that I'm afraid of the game, but what's it for? Another person from Wuhan University added.

"It won't be like that! Zhang Yang seniors are not that kind of people! He was implicated in other events. The students of Jiao Tong University said excitedly.

They were now getting more and more excited, and there was a faint feeling of uncontrollability.

Even Feng Dingyi, who was usually relatively stable, looked at the dozen or so people in Wuda with Ling Ran's eyes, his fists clenched, and he had the urge to rush forward at any time and fight hard.

Peng Bo could see clearly on the side, although the words of those students of Wuhan University seemed a little excessive, but their movements and expressions no longer had the evil aura that they had when they appeared before, but instead transferred the evil aura and anger to the people.

"What's going on?" Peng Bo looked at Lin Dazha, who also noticed the change in the number of people.

"This should be those people from Wuda who have transferred their evil qi to our people." "Anger can make people impulsive and blind, and it can also temporarily affect the intellect. ”

"It's called emotional signal transfer." Peng Bo's phone vibrated and a message came back.

"Emotional signal transfer?" Peng Bo glanced at his phone and muttered to himself.

"That's right, it's emotional signal transfer." Lin Dazha was very surprised, Peng Bo actually knew this word, "That is to say, those of them brought up the anger on our side through their own anger and evil qi, but our people can't control their anger, and those people seem to have learned to control it." ”

"Is this how those people control other people's emotions?" Peng Bo looked at the scene in front of him curiously.

"That's right. They may be demonstrating to us, or they may be trying to make us wrong. But with this one, we can also have a defense. Lin Dazha disagreed. A little trick like this to affect other people's emotions is pediatric for him.

"You apologize to me immediately, otherwise if you don't wait for the game, I will beat you up now and you can't take care of yourself!" Yao Guang pointed at the red-haired man and roared.

The red-haired man looked innocent, but it looked a little cheap like that, making people want to punch him.

Just when Yao Guang was about to control himself, Lin Dazha kicked him on the waist.

Kicked by this kick, Yao Guang staggered to the ground.

Yao Guang, who was already enraged, jumped up from the ground with his fist raised, but saw Lin Dazha's cold face.

Like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe, Yao Guang instantly calmed down.

"Go back!" Lin Dazha only said two words, but these two words contained an indescribable tone, which shocked everyone at Jiaotong University and recovered from that excitement.

The people of Wuhan University were also stunned when they saw that the people of Jiaotong University had come to their senses, they didn't expect that the plan they had worked so hard to prepare would be destroyed like this.

The female coach of the martial arts team smiled slightly, then walked to the front from behind the team members, nodded to Lin Dazha, and said; "I'm sorry, but our students were a little disrespectful."

"It's okay." Lin Dazha didn't want to be entangled here, and watched the people of Jiaotong University leave, and he was the last to leave.

"Coach." The red-haired young man from Wuhan University came to the coach, lowered his head and said.

"I don't blame you. Their coach also has two hits. The national competition was really interesting. The coach shook his head with the same expression.

The people went straight back to the hotel. Because today is to catch a plane and familiarize myself with the venue, it is very tiring to communicate with the public.

"Hurry up, let's go to the restaurant on the second floor in thirty minutes!" Lin Dazha said before everyone went back to the room.

Back in the hotel room, Peng Bo and Sikong Guang took a shower one after another, and sorted out the luggage and clothes they had brought with them.

Dinner is a buffet in the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel, the food is not a delicacy, but there are many types, and the students are tired all day, so the amount of food is amazing.

Among the crowd, Chen Xiang ate the most, and he ate a large plate of Hainanese chicken rice, a few custard buns and a lot of various vegetables alone.

Peng Bo also had the opportunity to let go of his hands and feet and eat and drink. Usually, in order to save money, he only eats seven points full, even if there is Zhao Bingyang to entertain, he is embarrassed to eat more.

This time it was a school treat, and Peng Bo naturally would not let go of this opportunity.

After eating, Peng Bo touched his stomach with satisfaction.

"After so many years, I finally let you be satisfied once!" Peng Bo muttered to himself.

"Peng Bo, do you want to play?" Sikong Guang, who was sitting opposite Peng Bo, asked.

"Where to go?"

"A few of us are freshmen, and a few seniors are going to go to the KTV on the side, do you want to go together?"

Peng Bo thought about his shy wallet and said, "No need, I want to take a good rest." ”

"Oh, here we go! Go back to your room by yourself. Sikong Guang was also not polite, and left with a few people from the Sanda Club, leaving Peng Bo to sit in the restaurant alone.

"This guest, have you finished eating?" (To be continued.) )