Sharing the Dorm with the Enemy from Previous Life

Settle the New and Old Scores Together (3)

Ruan Qingmu squinted his peach blossom eyes and looked at him. He suddenly turned his head and waved his hand. “Get away from me and change to Li Zhiyong. His face isn’t as disgusting as yours.”

“Pfff –” Several girls laughed out.

Tang Tiantian didn’t laugh, and her heart thumped as she looked at Liu Jun’s ashen face.

Indeed, Liu Jun couldn’t bear the provocation anymore and suddenly swung his fist. Tang Tiantian, who had been watching nervously, rushed up in a panic and grabbed his hand.

“Don’t fight, don’t hit!…..”

Liu Jun violently swung his arm and threw away Tang Tiantian’s thin body. She stumbled backwards a few steps and fell unsteadily to the ground.

When she raised her hand, the skin on her palm was slightly scraped and oozed a bit of blood.

Ruan Qingmu, who had been wearing a carefree face, finally changed. He quickly stepped forward and helped Tang Tiantian up. “

Tang Tiantian endured the pain in her palm and shook her head. “It’s all right; It’s all right. Only scrapped a bit of skin…..”

Ruan Qingmu stood up, stared at Liu Jun, and suddenly reached out. The people around him only felt a blur in their eyes, and when they fixed their gazes again, Ruan Qingmu had already firmly grabbed Liu Jun’s wrist.

“I’ve been giving you too much face, right?” The smile was gone from his face. His peach blossom eyes only had a deep and cold light as he motionlessly held Liu Jun’s wrist.

Liu Jun struggled with his strength, but he couldn’t break free; his face changed. He clenched his teeth and secretly exerted force to pull back violently.

Ruan Qingmu’s face was cold as he firmly pulled Liu Jun’s wrist, stubbornly not allowing him to move a single inch.

The two people didn’t move their bodies. But the battle between their arms fell on the eyes of the people around them.

The veins on Liu Jun’s forehead were throbbing, and Ruan Qingmu’s exposed arm muscles were bulging. Under everyone’s eyes, he wrenched Liu Jun’s trembling arm backward bit by bit, with a flash of hostility in his eyes.

“Off-campus, right?” He lightly said, “I haven’t even thought to give you trouble. Since you’re asking for trouble, let’s set the date now.”

Liu Jun only felt a sharp pain in his wrist. The place where Ruan Qingmu had a firm grip on him felt like it was about to be broken. He suddenly stretched his other hand and raised it to hit him. “Fuck you…..”

Ruan Qingmu avoided his attack by dodging his shoulder.

He stretched out another hand as fast as lightning to grab Liu Jun’s neck, his movement like a demon, and suddenly pushed him backwards!

Liu Jun was pushed backwards, and he could not control his steps. He was driven until the basketball hoop a few meters away and let out a loud sound of a bang.

Ruan Qingmu’s thin, white wrist was like small iron pliers, and it didn’t leave Liu Jun’s neck for a moment, choking him hard.

“It’s fine if you don’t set the date. We will settle the new and old scores today.”

“Ah!” The people beside cried out in alarm and scattered back a few steps in shock.

Liu Jun’s neck was abruptly grabbed, and he kicked like crazy. However, the slender Ruan Qingmu managed to dodge left and right a couple of times. Liu Jun’s kicks and punches practically didn’t land on his body.

Looking at Liu Jun’s face, it was already bloodshot from being choked.

The few people beside Bai Jing were terrified. After a long time, they looked at each other and rushed forward with gritted teeth.

Bai Jing and the others held Ruan Qingmu while Li Zhiyong and the others went to save Liu Jun. The boys chaotically shouted. “Calm down, calm down. Don’t fight…..”

“Aiya, it’s only a basketball; we won’t play with it anymore. We’ll give it to you guys!”

Amidst the chaos, Ruan Qingmu stood fixedly with his fingers still firmly held on Liu Jun’s neck; the sneer on his mouth grew wider and wider.

He didn’t budge amidst several boys’ tugging and seemed to approach Liu Jun a little closer; his voice was dark and soft. “Oh right, didn’t you tell everyone that my father was a murderer behind my back? Then, do you want to guess whether I dare kill you or not?”

Liu Jun had initially been in a rage. But hearing those words and looking at Ruan Qingmu’s dark and cold eyes, his body went cold, and his strength seemed to disappear suddenly.

“Ruan Qingmu!” A low and urgent voice suddenly rang out; it was exceptionally distinct among the noisy crowd.

Shortly after that, an arm was firmly placed on Ruan Qingmu’s shoulder with great force.

Ruan Qingmu slowly turned his head and looked at the tall, handsome youth in front and then at his held shoulder.

With a forehead full of sweat, Qin Yuan only glanced at Liu Jun, whose eyes were rolling, and his eyebrows lightly twitched.

He slowly exerted force in his hand, and his voice was extremely deep. “Let go, don’t be impulsive.”

The hostility hidden in the depths of Ruan Qingmu’s eyes finally dispersed slowly.

He looked at Qin Yuan and smiled harmlessly. “Fine, ah.”

He finally let go of the hand holding Liu Jun’s neck. The boys at the side blankly looked at the two people surrounded in the centre and fell into an eerie silence.

Nobody knew when Liu Jun had scratched out several wounds on Ruan Qingmu’s arm. Meanwhile, Liu Jun violently coughed on the side while holding his neck. There were several shocking bruises and hand marks on his neck and wrist!

Did Ruan Qingmu’s firm clutch create those?

Furthermore, did he say his father was a murderer in the chaos just now?