Chapter 382: Feihong Association
Lin Tian’s words were filled with an indescribable feeling that made Zhen shiver, something cold.
Killing intent!
Suddenly, the word popped into Zhen’s mind.
He felt that the current Lin Tian was completely different from before, as if a slob had suddenly turned into a monster that could devour people.
Zhen felt as though he was standing in front of a monster, feeling weak and lacking a sense of security.
He gripped the chair tightly, not daring to let go, afraid of what would happen if the chair ended up in Lin Tian’s hands.
But his strength was no match for Lin Tian’s. Lin Tian easily took the chair away from him.
Liou Qingcheng also clearly felt Lin Tian’s transformation. She placed her slightly cool palm on Lin Tian’s back, smoothing down a few times. "Lin Tian, don’t be impulsive."
"Don’t worry, I won’t go too hard on him. He wants one of my arms, so I only want one of his."
Lin Tian looked coldly at Zhen.
Faced with Zhen, Lin Tian felt a sense of familiarity.
The two didn’t harbor any deep hatred, yet meeting for the first time, someone wanted to break another’s arm; such behavior was not typical of a student, only those street punks would be so ruthless.
Just now, Zhen gave Lin Tian exactly this impression.
Feeling guilty, Zhen stepped back a few paces and said, "You can’t touch me. I’m with the Feihong Association! If you hit me, you won’t be able to stay at this school!"
Zhen quickly covered his mouth with his hands, fearing his bad breath would provoke Lin Tian to actually break his arm.
Lin Tian’s gaze became sharp.
What was the Feihong Association anyway? Apart from Du Dahai’s influence, was there anything significant in Kanyue City?
"What’s Feihong Association?" Lin Tian furrowed his brow.
"Feihong Association is the largest student faction at the Kanyue City Medical University. It’s your first day here; you don’t know how terrifying Feihong is. If you hit me, you’ll face endless trouble in your four years here."
Zhen suddenly felt safe again, his confidence and arrogance quickly returning. He sneered, "So you’d better be sensible and apologize to me. We’ll forget this happened today."
Zhen looked greedily at Liou Qingcheng again, initially wanting her to stay. But fearing Lin Tian’s desperation, he thought it better to let them leave first; there’s plenty of time.
"You’re threatening me?" Lin Tian laughed.
"Hmph." Zhen snorted coldly, "So what if I am?"
Lin Tian’s eyes squinted slightly. I don’t even care about Du Dahai, and you threaten me with a student faction?
Without hesitation, Lin Tian swung the chair leg heavily at Zhen’s arm.
"Bang!"
His arm twisted instantly.
Lin Tian had shown mercy, not hitting the joint; otherwise, his arm might have lifelong repercussions, at least unable to lift heavy objects.
However, the intense pain in his arm still made Zhen let out a heart-wrenching scream. The sharp pain caused him to fall to the ground, clutching his arm in agony, rolling back and forth, crying in a hoarse voice, his distorted face stained with tears.
"Lin Tian!" Liou Qingcheng was anxious.
She glared at Lin Tian angrily. "I told you not to be impulsive, why won’t you listen! You hit him so hard, at the start of the school year, this might lead to disciplinary action!"
Seeing Liou Qingcheng upset, Lin Tian’s heart felt warm; he hurriedly comforted her, "Relax, this won’t reach the teachers. Since he claims to be from Feihong, they’ll settle it their way. Reporting to teachers would be embarrassing."
"You actually make sense!" Liou Qingcheng was nearly in tears, yet there he was acting as if nothing happened. Those people would surely seek revenge.
"Can’t be bothered talking to you." She stomped her feet and turned to walk away.
Despite her anger, her heart felt sweet.
What girl wouldn’t like a guy willing to fight for her honor?
But that doesn’t mean excusing him easily.
Seeing how genuinely upset Liou Qingcheng was, Lin Tian glanced at the still writhing, crying Zhen and hurriedly chased after her.
As soon as Lin Tian reached the doorway, he saw a large group of people approaching from down the hallway, wearing a uniform style.
One word comes to mind, trendy.
Denim vests, leather pants, leather shoes. Various hairstyles fixed with hair gel. That’s their trademark.
If each had tattoos on their hands and carried blades, they’d be indistinguishable from punks.
Their collective aura was strong. If it were ordinary girls, they’d have run back in fear, hiding behind Lin Tian and clutching his coattail.
But Liou Qingcheng wasn’t an ordinary woman; she didn’t stop.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
Liou Qingcheng’s footsteps echoed in the corridor, as if she could tear a huge gap in their ranks and gracefully and boldly walk through.
Lin Tian quickened his pace, jogging to catch up, putting her petite figure behind him.
Zhen’s pig-like screams had long echoed throughout the corridor. Many curious people from other club rooms wanted to see what happened, but seeing the group, all suppressed their curiosity, retreating back into their rooms.
"Stop them! Let none escape!"
The speaker was a woman at the front of the group; upon closer look, she was quite attractive.
Her lips were vivid red, eyelashes curled, eyes accented with red lenses.
She wore a sleeveless T-shirt with a thorny rose printed on it, a knee-length black skirt beneath, and her smooth, slender legs sported an extravagant skull tattoo, completing her look with studded leather boots.
Clearly, this girl was their boss; judging by her and her partners’ attire, they must be from the street dance club, possibly Feihong Association members.
She commanded, and her followers surrounded Lin Tian and Liou Qingcheng, blocking the corridor completely.
The girl coldly glanced at Lin Tian, her red lips parting slightly, "What’s happening inside?"
"If you want to know, why don’t you go in and see for yourself?" Lin Tian replied confidently.
The girl’s gaze became colder.
"Bring these two inside."
She then passed by Lin Tian heading into the dance room.
After she left, a slightly chubby boy looked at Liou Qingcheng and laughed, rubbing his hands together lecherously, about to touch her.
"Bang!"
Before the boy could touch Liou Qingcheng, Lin Tian kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying backward, instantly crushing two others beside him.