Chapter 2: The Lion Steals the Peach

After giving the two individuals a stern talking-to, they were locked in a small dark room

There is nothing to worry about, so I will take my leave first. Murong nodded and left without looking back

At first, Zhang Peng was quite arrogant, but Sun Hui from the campus police had already experienced many storms and was unmoved by whatever Zhang Peng said. "Fighting at the beginning of the semester, in front of so many people, you have completely tarnished the reputation of Zhongda. You should first reflect on your actions together and wait for your department's counselor to come and take you away..."

In fact, we are all good buddies

We actually did nothing, just played around a bit

Zhang Peng's hands and feet were very quick; he swiftly seized the opponent's hand, while the opponent desperately used his elbow to strike Zhang Peng with force

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Wasn't it said that the counselor would come to lead?

"Hmm." Murong glanced at Zhang Peng, who was sitting against the wall. "She is my high school classmate."

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Let go, let go!

The air was suddenly filled with a smell of gunpowder, and anyone could discern the provocative tone in Zhang Peng's words and eyes. The boy's face turned pale instantly. Many people looked on with hope, but more felt that someone who appeared somewhat effeminate like him would likely only say to a person as lewd and shameless as Zhang Peng, "Classmate, one should not be shameless to this extent," before turning away with righteous indignation. Many people looked on with hope, but more felt that someone who appeared somewhat effeminate like him would likely only say to a person as lewd and shameless as Zhang Peng, "Classmate, one should not be shameless to this extent," before turning away with righteous indignation.

"Let's go." Seeing the two people standing still, Yang Zhan patted them on the shoulders, "Getting into a fight is not a big deal."

How can a lion pick a peach

"You must have watched too much Prison Break." Upon seeing the thumb-thick steel bars on the small window and hearing Murong say this, Zhang Peng couldn't help but chuckle. It is said that after two people have been together for a long time, they will find each other more agreeable. Judging from the recent fight and their behavior at the police station, it seems that Murong is not the kind of frivolous playboy he initially appeared to be.

What are you doing!

What is going on? At this moment, the head of the campus security team, Sun Hui, rushed over with several members of the security team.

"No, why are you so nervous? To be honest, I didn't mean to do it," Zhang Peng said, "and I only pushed her hand."

So ruthless! Yang Zhan smiled. A group of freshmen directly witnessed the realm of achieving victory without any moves. Yang Zhan did not block his elbow; it seemed he merely tugged at his collar, and the new student from the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, standing at 1.75 meters tall, completely lost his balance and fell to the ground

However, through the window, he saw Zhou Xiaoyu standing outside the police station. She always seemed to be quiet and composed, often at a loss for what to do, just like now

Murong also remained silent, just like Zhang Peng, taking out a key to scratch on the wall, "Murong visited here."

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"It's a trivial matter." Yang Zhan waved his hand impatiently, "I've already made the necessary arrangements, it's nothing serious, just minor issues. In the future, let's not be so aggressive about it."

Murong suddenly felt a bit irritable, and at that moment, the iron door of the small black room creaked open.

Damn, the bald guy who just fought with us, why didn't you bring him along as well

"Please stop fighting." The delicate girl was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. "This is really intense!" At that moment, Yang Zhan shook his head, stepped forward a few paces, and grabbed the collars of the two individuals.

Hero, spare us

Murong's gaze darted back and forth at the small window, "In theory, a towel could be used to snap these steel bars."

It is the lion picking peaches

Zhang Peng felt that Murong was a bit arrogant, but he did not dislike arrogant people. He laughed heartily and sat down beside Murong, saying, "So you are still so fiery. To be honest, are you interested in that girl?"

"What do you know?" Murong raised an eyebrow and did not say much more to Zhang Peng.

This fellow doesn't seem too unpleasant. The more Zhang Peng looked at Murong, the more he found him agreeable, as he took a key from his pocket and scratched "Zhang Peng visited here" on the wall of the room.

"What are you pulling for!" At this moment, the new student from the Electromechanical Institute was getting fired up. Zhang Peng's movements were faster than he had imagined. After several attempts, he still couldn't hit Zhang Peng. When Yang Zhan pulled him, he missed Zhang Peng again. So his arm immediately shot out as if Yang Zhan had poked him, "What the hell are you pulling for!"

Zhang Peng glanced sideways and saw a boy pushing his way out from the line of new students at the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, pointing at him with an expression of anger. Zhang Peng had always looked down on those pretty boys who tried to take advantage of opportunities to play the hero and win over girls. However, after just one glance, he felt that this boy, dressed in a snow-white Lee T-shirt and deep blue jeans, bore a striking resemblance to Rukawa Kaede and had the potential to be a pretty boy.

Amidst the clamor of a group of freshmen, Zhang Peng had already engaged in a scuffle with a newly emerged freshman from the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering

Zhang Peng and the new student from the Electromechanical Institute were soon apprehended by several members of the campus police team

"Isn't it just a big deal? What's the fuss about?" Zhang Peng said dismissively

More importantly, although Zhang Peng has always performed well academically, he has never been what one would call a good boy. Thus, he laughed along with the picture book and said to the boy who had squeezed over, "What, is she your wife?"

During this period, Zhang Peng discovered that the one referred to as Murong by Zhou Xiaoyu, a somewhat handsome young man resembling Liuchuan Feng, had hardly spoken a word. Whenever he thought of how Zhou Xiaoyu called him, Zhang Peng felt he might have misunderstood this young man a bit. After holding it in for a while, he couldn't help but ask Murong, "Do you know that girl from just now?"

However, that boy did not say a word. A trace of panic seemed to appear on Zhou Xiaoyu's face, and he swung his fist forcefully towards Zhang Peng.

"Wow, such quick skills, is it the Black Tiger's heart extraction?"

Captain Sun Hui of the campus police appeared before the two individuals alongside a gleaming bald man. Both of them recognized this bald man; it was Yang Zhan, who had swiftly knocked Murong to the ground.

Zhang Peng was momentarily taken aback, while Yang Zhan chuckled, "This new student from the Electromechanical Institute is a bit arrogant." Zhang Peng watched as Murong silently walked past Zhou Xiaoyu, who quickly followed suit. By the time Yang Zhan flicked away the cigarette butt in his hand and patted Zhang Peng on the shoulder, he said, "Stop staring. If you have the ability, go find one for yourself. Come with me."

"Murong." At this moment, Zhang Peng heard Zhou Xiaoyu helplessly calling out the name of the new student from the Electromechanical Institute with a sobbing tone. "Damn, is she really his wife? hetushu.com.com" Zhang Peng was a bit stunned

If you feel really sorry, then just take off your clothes

Zhang Peng wiped his sweat and said, "I apologize, I thought you were just a pretty boy trying to take advantage of the situation to flirt with girls."

You are engaging in illegal detention, and I can sue you for this

"My surname is Mu, and my name is Rong, not the compound surname Mu Rong." Mu Rong glanced at the already darkened sky outside, "At least we have to have a big meal now."

"No way," Zhang Peng said, "Come on, I'm not into that."

No.

Murong was not trying to see if he could break the iron bars and successfully escape from prison. Rather, compared to this aimless waiting, Murong would prefer to have a counselor come, give him a disciplinary action, and then take him out.

So this is what it means to come out of the small dark room? Is this freedom? This seems quite different from the outcome that Zhang Peng had imagined, where he would confront and demand accountability.

"Alright, let's go," Sun Hui waved his hand, "Make sure not to cause any trouble outside"

"Damn, I'm so hungry," Zhang Peng said as he looked at the characters written by Murong. "Is your surname Murong? What is your name? It wouldn't be Murong Fu, would it?"

"It's nothing, young man, just a bit irritable." Yang Zhan tossed a cigarette to Sun Hui, then lit one for himself and began to smoke, as if the earlier incident had nothing to do with him

"Don't mention that anymore," Murong said, somewhat irritated, as he waved his hand, stood up, and walked to the window