Super Soldier in Campus

On a weekend night, Meng Zelong, along with Chen Liang and Zhang Dafei, took a taxi to the Jiangzhou Late-Night Club. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

They couldn’t care less about their studies, but when it came to feasting, drinking, and merrymaking, they were all in.

They had arranged to meet up with some friends from School No. 2 for the weekend, so not long after they entered their reserved private room, the six of them were partying hard.

Each of them had a lady accompanying them for singing and drinking. After getting thoroughly drunk, they began to grope and kiss the women, putting on airs like worldly adults.

When they left the club, the six of them still wanted more, so they went to a roadside food stall in the night market to continue drinking.

Meng Zelong’s friend, Luo Xiaoguang, was a notorious local bully at School No. 2, considered a dominant figure there. This time, Meng Zelong had specially invited Luo Xiaoguang to drink and sing with him to cultivate their relationship.

"Bro, I heard a while back that some guy named Lin Feng at your school was giving you trouble. How’d it go? Did you sort him out? Need me to lend a hand?"

Warmed up by the alcohol, Luo Xiaoguang asked Meng Zelong.

"I was originally thinking of asking you for help, Brother Guang, but it’s not necessary now. Our school’s top dog, Zeng Yuhu—Brother Guang, you know of him, right?—he’ll help me deal with Lin Feng."

"Oh? Zeng Yuhu may be the head of your Jiangzhou No. 1 School’s Big Four, but I hear he’s very low-key and not particularly close to you. Can you actually get him to help? Besides, a mere Lin Feng hardly warrants the top young master of Jiangzhou No. 1 School stepping in, does he? Bro, not coming to me for this, you’re really treating me like a stranger!"

When mentioning Zeng Yuhu, the foremost of Jiangzhou No. 1 School’s Big Four, both Luo Xiaoguang and Meng Zelong were filled with respect. Even though Meng Zelong was also one of the Big Four, he wouldn’t dare dream of replacing Zeng Yuhu as the top young master of Jiangzhou No. 1 School, not even if he had a hundred times the courage.

That’s because Zeng Yuhu’s background was incredibly deep. He not only had official connections but also navigated both legitimate and illicit circles. Rumor has it, Zeng Yuhu had a cousin who was the boss of some syndicate in Jiangzhou, with several lives on his hands! Meng Zelong might bully students, but he didn’t want to mess with people who toyed with life and death; he didn’t want to die young!

It could be said that at Jiangzhou No. 1 School, neither teachers nor students dared to offend Zeng Yuhu. Even members of the school’s board of directors would actively avoid him. A figure like him had single-handedly dominated the school for over two years, and countless teachers and students were eagerly awaiting his graduation!

Moreover, Zeng Yuhu himself was very low-key and didn’t really mix with people at school. Therefore, Luo Xiaoguang was somewhat surprised to hear that Meng Zelong had enlisted Zeng Yuhu’s help to deal with Lin Feng.

"Zeng Yuhu and I have only shared a few meals; he wouldn’t look twice at a small fry like me. When I said he’d help me, it was just a stratagem I employed. Hehe, Lin Feng has already fallen for it, and I guarantee Zeng Yuhu will make a move to deal with him. That way, isn’t Zeng Yuhu helping me?" Meng Zelong immediately grew smug as he spoke of his scheme.

"What stratagem did you use that could actually get Zeng Yuhu to act?" Luo Xiaoguang asked curiously.

"Simple. Zeng Yuhu has always had a thing for our school’s Ice Beauty, Ning Aoxue. This time, I orchestrated a misunderstanding between Lin Feng and Ning Aoxue. I guarantee this matter will be known throughout the school by next week. By then, Lin Feng will be in the spotlight, and with rumors flying about him and Ning Aoxue, I believe Zeng Yuhu definitely won’t be able to sit still."

"Ning Aoxue... tsk tsk, she truly is a great beauty. Haven’t I heard for a while that Zeng Yuhu is pursuing her? Don’t tell me he still hasn’t won her over even after making his move?"

"How could it be that easy? Not to mention Ning Aoxue’s family also has a profound background. Do you know Ning Aoxue’s nickname at our school? The Ice Beauty. She’s incredibly cold and gives no one an opportunity. Even Zeng Yuhu has been rebuffed by Ning Aoxue multiple times. So, hehe, you get it... the harder something is to obtain, the more a man desires it..."

"That’s true, that’s true. I’ve seen Ning Aoxue. Not only is she beautiful, but she has a fantastic figure too. Hehe, if I could get that Ice Beauty into bed... Oh, just thinking about it makes my mouth water. Come on, bro, let’s drink to that!"

The six of them were drinking to their hearts’ content at the roadside stall, completely unaware that someone was getting out of a taxi and slowly approaching them—Lin Feng!

Luo Xiaoguang was happily drinking with Meng Zelong when he suddenly looked up and saw Lin Feng standing behind Meng Zelong. He was somewhat surprised; he didn’t know Lin Feng, but he could tell Lin Feng was radiating ill intent.

Seeing the expression on Luo Xiaoguang’s face, Chen Liang, who was sitting beside Meng Zelong, was the first to turn his head. The first thing he saw was Lin Feng’s emotionless face. He was instantly alarmed and said to Meng Zelong, "Brother Long, Lin Feng is behind you."

How could it be... Lin Feng...

SMACK!

Meng Zelong was still chewing something, his words unfinished, when he suddenly saw an empty beer bottle from the table being picked up. Then, that beer bottle was smashed heavily onto his head!

Blood streamed down Meng Zelong’s head. He turned to see Lin Feng, initially stunned, then roared, "Motherfucker, Lin Feng! I wasn’t even looking for you, and you actually delivered yourself to my doorstep! You’re courting death!"

Finished, he said to Luo Xiaoguang, "Brother Guang, this guy is Lin Feng. Help me teach him a good lesson tonight!"

Luo Xiaoguang replied, "Don’t worry, now that he’s here, he won’t be leaving easily!"

At that, Luo Xiaoguang and his two underlings leaped up from their seats, grabbed empty beer bottles from the table, and charged towards Lin Feng!

"Bring it on!"

Lin Feng was already seething with anger and didn’t care who was coming at him. He met them with fists and kicks! One of Luo Xiaoguang’s lackeys, rushing at the very front, was sent flying by Lin Feng’s kick to the abdomen before he even got close. He spewed out all the enoki mushrooms, ham sausages, and whatever else he’d just eaten.

"Brother Guang, this guy is really strong, be careful!" Seeing this, Meng Zelong warned Luo Xiaoguang. With that, he grabbed a stool and, along with Chen Liang and Zhang Dafei, also launched a sneak attack on Lin Feng from behind!

"Motherfucker, Meng Zelong, if I don’t beat you into a panda today, I’m your grandpa!"

Seeing Meng Zelong run up for a sneak attack, Lin Feng didn’t flinch. He turned, grabbed a wooden stool, and directly took on Meng Zelong and his two cronies!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

CLANG! CLANG!

Instantly, the roadside stall descended into a chaotic brawl. Lin Feng, wielding a stool in his right hand, moved as if he were unstoppable. Chen Liang and Zhang Dafei, who rushed forward first, were each met with one of Lin Feng’s fists, sending them sprawling to the ground, their front teeth knocked out as they searched for them.

And Luo Xiaoguang, who considered himself quite formidable, was somewhat stunned watching Lin Feng’s display of power. He’d been around for so long, but he’d never seen anyone so ferocious!

"Brother Guang, hurry up and help! I can’t hold him off!"

Seeing Luo Xiaoguang frozen, Meng Zelong, who was being relentlessly pushed back by Lin Feng, hurriedly cried out for help.

"Bro, I just remembered I have something else to do, so I’ll head off first. Lin Feng... I trust you can handle this, so I’ll leave him to you!"

Sensing the tide had turned, Luo Xiaoguang immediately decided to withdraw. Terrified by Lin Feng’s ruthless display, he hastily dragged his two underlings along, abandoning Meng Zelong to his fate. They scrambled away in a panic, practically wetting their pants as they fled for their lives.