Chapter 84: A Thrilling Scene

  Mu Yanxue's usual calm and collected expression changed to a cold and ruthless one, he ripped off his school uniform tie and threw it onto the table opposite him, then undid a few buttons on his shirt before taking a fighting stance.

  I blinked my eyes in disbelief, this... is this Mu Yan? The boy who was usually as gentle as an angel actually made such a wild and uninhibited move?

  "What kind of onion are you?! You dare to ruin our good deed!" The red-haired man got up from the wooden floor, walked crookedly in front of Mu Yan, and grabbed his collar.

  Mu Yan's eyes looked at him with disdain, without saying more nonsense, and beautifully raised a fist to punch the red-haired man's left eye. The red-haired man immediately let go of Mu Yan's collar, covered his eyes, and screamed in pain on the spot.

  The men holding my hands and feet seemed to want to help the red-haired man, hastily releasing me and rushing towards Mu Yan.

  "You little brat, don't be too arrogant, take a punch from me."

  "Ah——"

  The two men glared menacingly and shouted in unison as they simultaneously threw their fists at Mu Yan's chest.

  "Mu Yanxue, be careful—" I rushed up anxiously to help Mu Yanxue. These two men are really shameless, two against one is what kind of heroism?

  But just as I was about to rush up to Mu Yan, those two people's heads were already tightly pinched by him. I was suddenly shocked and stopped in my tracks, not expecting Mu Yan to be so fierce, able to take down those little rascals in less than 10 seconds. It seems that my understanding of Mu Yan is really too little.

  At this moment, Hong Mao male holding a beer bottle with a speed beyond the subway towards Mu Yan Xue Shuai.

  No way! Is he going to hit Mu Yan's head with a wine bottle? No, I have to go help Mu Yan. I picked up the mop next to me and chased after him.

  "Go die!" The red-haired man threw the wine cup in his hand towards Mu Yan's head as he approached Mu Yan's body.

  My feet were rooted to the ground by this visual impact, staring blankly as the wine bottle flew rapidly towards Mu Yan's head. My breathing stopped at that moment, and the mop in my hand also fell to the ground, "Mu Yan..."

  Time seemed to stand still at this moment...

  The wine bottle was about to smash onto Mu Yan Xue's head...

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