Zhu Zhuqing Is Injured, Unforgivable

As Ma Hongjun spoke, he tried to pull Ning Rongrong outside.

But Ning Rongrong swiftly dodged Ma Hongjun's groping hand.

Ma Hongjun was taken aback.

"Baby Rongrong, I didn't expect a Support System Soul Master like you to be so fast. You've really made me see you in a new light." Far from getting angry, Ma Hongjun spoke in a thoroughly ingratiating tone.

The Evil Fire inside him had been kindled higher and higher by Ning Rongrong, and he really couldn't wait any longer. If he delayed much more, he might burst apart and die at any moment.

Ning Rongrong knew Ma Hongjun's nasty habits, after all. The more he acted like this, the more certain she was of victory. "What did you just call me?"

Her gaze gradually turned cold, but Ma Hongjun took it for shyness.

"Baby Rongrong. As long as you become my girlfriend, we'll still be classmates too. That'll make us doubly close, hehe."

Having just been rejected by Cuihua, Ma Hongjun was desperate to find someone to let off steam with, and he considered the "Ning Rongrong" before him the best target.

And after seeing how "alluring" "Ning Rongrong" was, he felt even more strongly about it.

Today, he was going to pin this chick to the ground and rub her raw.

But no matter how Ma Hongjun tried to touch Ning Rongrong next, she easily dodged him every time.

She was right in front of him, yet he couldn't touch a single hair on her head.

He was beside himself with impatience.

"But you look like a pig... ugly and fat. How could I possibly agree?"

Seeing that Ma Hongjun was worked up, Ning Rongrong decided the chance to provoke him had arrived. She abruptly changed tack, saying the nastiest things in the gentlest voice, making Zhu Zhuqing laugh on the spot.

Ma Hongjun's expression instantly turned ugly.

But the Evil Fire inside him felt as though it were already on the verge of breaking loose. Ma Hongjun held back his anger and continued speaking nicely. "I may be ugly, but I'm very gentle on the inside. If you get together with me, I won't let you suffer any grievances."

Dai Mubai, Tang San, and the others across from them were watching too.

Xiao Wu had wanted to stop Ma Hongjun, but Dai Mubai held her back. "We're all classmates. It's nothing."

Although Tang San had guessed how serious the situation was, he was doing his utmost to suppress it, unwilling to get involved.

And so the three of them just watched.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was beside Ning Rongrong, wanted to speak up for her, but Ning Rongrong stopped her.

She secretly gave Zhu Zhuqing a look, then said coldly to Ma Hongjun, "Sorry, I'm not interested in you. We're classmates, so either sit there and eat your meal properly, or get out of my sight."

With that, her gaze turned icy, and a faint chill radiated from her entire body.

That left Ma Hongjun at a loss again.

Fuck, you lit the fire, and now you want to suppress me?

Never mind whether I'm a lecher or not, for the sake of my life, I have to let it out right now.

Of course, the fact that my desire is ten times stronger than an ordinary person's is important too.

And there's no time to go out and find someone now. There are only three women in this dining hall. I have to make a move on one of them.

Xiao Wu...

I can't beat Tang San, so forget it.

Zhu Zhuqing...

Judging by the look in Dai Mubai's eyes, I probably can't touch her either.

That only leaves "Ning Rongrong"!

"You fucking think you can just say you're not interested and that's that?" Ma Hongjun struggled to contain the Evil Fire inside him, but he grew furious. "Don't blame me for putting it bluntly: you're a biao. You were the one who made the first move just now, and now you want to walk away? I'm telling you, that's impossible!"

Ma Hongjun spoke fiercely and abruptly released his Martial Soul.

In an instant, red flames engulfed his body.

Everyone except Ning Rongrong was caught off guard.

"You were the one acting like a creep first. With that lecherous look in your eyes, what girl do you think could stand you?" Seeing Ma Hongjun turn hostile, Zhu Zhuqing bluntly cursed him out on Ning Rongrong's behalf.

"These are my damn eyes. I'll look however I damn well please. What's it to you?" Ma Hongjun dismissed her and slammed his palm onto the dining table.

In a single instant, the red flames burned the wooden table to nothing.

"Today, either she gives herself to me, or you do!" Ma Hongjun licked the corner of his mouth. He knew full well that the Evil Fire inside him was expanding without limit. If he didn't let it out soon, it would be too late.

But when he saw Dai Mubai suddenly fix an icy stare on him, he could only pin his hopes on Ning Rongrong again.

Dai Mubai advised him coldly from the side, "Fatty, that's enough. Change back before the teacher gets here."

Ning Rongrong curled her lip. "If you've got the ability, come at me yourself. If you don't, get lost. What's the point of standing here?"

With that, she stood up and walked toward the exit of the dining hall.

As long as Ma Hongjun attacked, her task would be complete.

As for Ma Hongjun himself?

Surely no one would really feel sorry for him?

What was that saying about a reformed prodigal being worth more than gold?

Then wouldn't all those people who weren't prodigals in the first place be fucking diamonds?

In any case, Ning Rongrong didn't feel sorry for him.

Bang-

The moment Ning Rongrong stepped out of the dining hall, Ma Hongjun's attack came, just as expected. He really couldn't wait any longer. The Evil Fire inside him was like a curse, burning his blood.

A flicker of secret delight passed through Ning Rongrong. Heh, task complete.

But after waiting a moment, she felt no attack from Ma Hongjun, nor did she hear the system notification she'd been expecting.

What's going on?

Ning Rongrong spun around.

The entire dining hall had suddenly fallen frighteningly silent.

"Fatty, didn't I tell you to stop?" Dai Mubai almost shouted.

Tang San frowned and stood up as well.

Xiao Wu covered her mouth in shock.

Ma Hongjun looked at a loss.

What about Zhu Zhuqing?

Zhu Zhuqing was right in front of her.

What's going on?

After a brief moment of shock, she saw Zhu Zhuqing's formerly upright body begin to fall toward her. Fortunately, she was fast enough to just manage to catch her.

A patch of Zhu Zhuqing's back had been burned black, and the blood seeping out sizzled in the red flames.

Did Zhu Zhuqing just take an attack for me?

"You have a death wish!!?"

Ning Rongrong realized what had happened and was instantly furious to the extreme.

She gave her long skirt a ruthless yank, tearing off half the hem to cover Zhu Zhuqing's back, then retreated toward a safe place.

Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu hurried after her.

Only Ma Hongjun was left standing there in a daze.

But after a brief moment of hesitation, he rushed over too.

At first, everyone thought Ma Hongjun only wanted to apologize, so they didn't stop him.

But unexpectedly, he attacked again.

This time, his target was Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong didn't have time to dodge completely, and the flames struck her right arm.

Her long sleeve instantly turned to ash, exposing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

She almost let go of Zhu Zhuqing in her arms.

It seemed impossible to take Zhu Zhuqing back to the dormitory to recuperate first.

"Ma Hongjun! Have you fucking let your dick take over your brain? Are you insane?"

Ning Rongrong fought through the searing pain in her right arm and could only settle Zhu Zhuqing under a tree in the courtyard for the time being.

Then she charged straight at Ma Hongjun, her eyes bloodshot.

Although her feelings for Zhu Zhuqing had not reached the level of Tang San and Xiao Wu's,

Zhu Zhuqing had been injured for her sake, and she could not bear that.

And Ma Hongjun, that damned fatty, really was courting death.

He had enraged her so.

Today.

No matter who tried to stop her.

She was going to.

Kill this beast.