Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy - Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Chapter 246 Are you sick!

First-year, freshman, Mu Fan…

These words paused gently as if deliberately reminding him to remember.

The nonchalant tone blatantly intruded into the ears of Rong Cheng.

Not a trace of fear toward the nobility.

“Who gave you the courage?”

Rong Cheng stared intently at Mu Fan, gasping for breath as he asked.

Upon hearing such unceremoniously blunt words, even Youshi Wang, a lady from a prestigious family, slightly changed expression.

She wasn’t angered by Mu Fan’s words, for he had skillfully said “you” instead of “you all.”

But what truly surprised her was this young man, who seemed nothing like the slightly confused and timid boy from the previous night! The striking contrast of Mu Fan’s demeanor today captured her attention instantly.

Senior Sister Qingxue, is this the honorary member you recruited?

There truly is a kind of…

Decisiveness known as ruthless execution!

This style, she had only ever seen in her own proudly distinguished brother.

There was indeed not a trace of fear in his eyes.

Did he truly not understand the significance of the noble class that Rong Cheng represented, or did he know yet not care?

Now, the situation was rather unfavorable for Rong Cheng, so Youshi Wang quietly watched the two men, waiting for their confrontation to end.

When Mu Fan heard the question spit out from his opponent’s reddened face, he smiled, his grip not loosening at all despite Rong Cheng’s struggle.

“The brilliant starry sky above.”

Then, as Rong Cheng ceased to struggle, he slowly released his arm.

At that moment, Youshi Wang spoke,

“Rong Cheng, you can go back first with Master Alvis’s information.”

Standing still like a daffodil, she forced Rong Cheng to suppress his urge to act, snorting coldly as he lowered his gaze without making another move.

However, both missed the flash of cold light in Rong Cheng’s eyes.

“Mu Fan, I’m truly sorry for the poor impression caused by today’s events. My words always hold, the Student Council will definitely not become a tool for anyone to misuse power.”

“It’s okay… My words are equally valid,” Mu Fan responded with a light smile, but he did not take the easy way out offered by Youshi Wang.

He was actually serious!

Rong Cheng abruptly looked up at Mu Fan’s retreating figure, his eyes filled with irrepressible rage.

“I still have matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now.” With a regretful gaze seeing Mu Fan nod, Youshi Wang glanced once more at Rong Cheng beside her before turning and walking away.

Her gait was impeccably perfect in any state, truly the embodiment of a noble’s grace.

As Youshi Wang’s figure disappeared behind the opaque glass doors after passing through three restricted access checks,

Mu Fan glanced sideways at Rong Cheng and also pocketed his hands, walking in the direction Youshi Wang had just entered.

What is this kid trying to do, following Youshi Wang’s path? Does he know what that represents?

Barging into a high-security door would mean getting a taste of electrotherapy.

Mu Fan’s figure moved farther and farther away, and in another dozen steps, he would be inside.

Watching Mu Fan’s retreating back, Rong Cheng unconsciously quickened his pace to follow, not realizing his own actions as he internally struggled.

Rong Cheng, what’s gotten into you!

A mere freshman now stepping all over your face.

If others from the Fighting Club or the Student Council found out, even if they didn’t mock him to his face, there would surely be whispers behind his back.

Imagine walking into the Fighting Club next time, greeted by looks of disdain as if to say: Look at you, don’t try to act tough if you can’t back it up, you were probably a paper tiger before too.

The more he thought about it, the more he immersed himself in his fantasies, unable to extricate himself, and Rong Cheng’s expression grew increasingly fierce.

There weren’t many people in front of the entrance from the sixth to the seventh floor, and Mu Fan had a clear objective in mind: to reach this entrance and then enter the seventh level.

But as he was about to step into that designated passageway, a figure suddenly surged forward from behind him at an accelerated pace.

“Motherfucker, I’ll kick you to death!”

“In Ding Chuan, who dares to let this young master endure such evilness, you garbage!”

Rong Cheng had become utterly insane.

After a few rapid steps to gain speed, he jumped up, leveraging his momentum to deliver a fierce kick!

As Mu Fan appeared in his sight, his movements suddenly came to a halt, and he clicked his teeth lightly.

“Help me jam the surveillance here for three seconds.”

Before his stepping motion even ended, he leaned slightly forward, his left leg stretched taut, and his right leg bent at the knee with the toes pointed up.

Then he suddenly leapt into the air, twisting his entire body in violation of human skeletal structure, and delivered a fierce sideways kick.

Bang!

The sole of Mu Fan’s foot harshly struck Rong Cheng’s abdomen.

Wearing the student uniform, Rong Cheng’s eyes bulged at that moment, bloodshot whites showing, and a stifled moan emerged from his chest but stuck in his throat, unable to make any sound.

Rong Cheng, who came sprinting with a flying kick, paused for a brief moment as his forward momentum ceased, then like a punching bag, was fiercely kicked away.

Thud!

He fell to his knees with a heavy thud, hands supporting the ground yet still sliding out five or six meters away, then his whole body bent like a cooked shrimp, the intense pain in his abdomen preventing him from lifting his head.

“Three seconds? That’s too little, how about thirty seconds? Damn… it’s already over.” Black had just started passionately negotiating when he became listless again before he even finished speaking.

Because Mu Fan had sent the man flying within a second, did the great Black still need to bargain?

Standing up after retracting his leg, Mu Fan looked at Rong Cheng, who couldn’t lift his head from the kick, a cold smile hanging on his lips, then he turned and walked on.

This was a library, the sudden noise in the quiet environment clearly drew the attention of several students from other areas.

But by the time they came out, Mu Fan was nowhere to be seen, only Rong Cheng was left kneeling on the ground, trembling as he suppressed his shoulders, his voice seeping through his teeth like a cold wind.

“Little… punk, I’m not done with you!”

“Classmate? What happened to you?”

Rong Cheng weakly waved one hand.

“Classmate, do you need me to call medical staff? You seem to be in a serious condition.”

The other students coming over asked with considerable concern.

“I told you to fuck off!! All of you fuck off!!”

With a face turning purple from blood red and a terrifying look in his eyes, Rong Cheng no longer had the appearance that could be considered handsome, now resembling a frenzied wild beast.

The bloodshot in his eyes and popped veins on his forehead scared the two hastily arriving students back, cursing in their hearts.

Such a heartless creature!

Struggling to turn around, Rong Cheng lay on the floor and painfully shrieked:

“Where’s the administrator? Get the surveillance!”

Moments later, a robot appeared staggering along, then an image of an elderly man with graying hair appeared on the screen in front of the robot.

“Someone is blatantly using force in the library, I demand strict action!”

“Provide the time and location.”

“At the entrance from the sixth to the seventh level, just now! A minute ago!”

“Searching… It shows the camera there has had issues for over 12 hours; unable to provide footage. Do you have any witness testimonies?”

“Are you fucking sick?”

Hearing this insult, the expression of the old man on the screen suddenly turned cold.