Brave, Brave, My Friend

The Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique in his imagination didn't actually make him bleed.

Instead, a phone screen, still recording, appeared before Mu Feng.

"?"

Why doesn't it hurt?

Mu Feng raised his head in confusion.

On the phone screen, the prominent "Account Boosting" on the WeChat avatar seemed to tell of the girl's hardships and sorrows, while the hammer in her hand represented justice and execution.

The combination of the two felt like the Great Memory Restoration Technique??.

"Give me back my... hard-earned money!!!"

The girl said angrily, and the hammer in her hand twitched.

"..."

??????

I remember, I remember everything! I recall it all!

How could there be such a coincidence in this world? He never dreamed he'd be killed offline. Didn't we agree to just run away happily????...

Mu Feng tremblingly took out his phone, his fingers shaking as he dialed a string of numbers. Never before had he so quickly pressed his thumb to the screen to use fingerprint payment.

"Ding, WeChat transfer of four—hundred—yuan."

Hua Xin watched as her balance suddenly increased by four hundred yuan from 8.37, and her eyes, which had been glowing red, returned to their normal color. The cosmic power that had erupted for her hard-earned money dissipated.

(I have money now??...)

(I can buy rice??...)

(Rice with pork rib soup... hehe??...)

The girl's eyes seemed to burst with dazzling light, her joy impossible to hide. Seeing the balance, she almost couldn't resist spinning around twice with her phone.

Hua Xin: ovo (Happy).

"Brother Hua, I was wrong."

"Can we talk with the hammer down?... The debt has been paid."

Mu Feng, on the verge of tears, cowered on the ground, like a little wife who had been defiled??.

Uh...

The girl took two steps back, a bit taken aback.

Who am I??

Where am I??

Why is my hand so heavy...

She lowered her head slightly and saw that a hammer was firmly held in her right hand, ready to strike at any moment, to bestow the Great Memory Restoration Technique upon her enemy.

Huh?

Hua Xin turned around calmly, picked up the scattered screwdriver and the utility knife with a faint instant noodle scent, and then, along with the hammer, carefully avoided the plastic bag of food and hastily stuffed them into her backpack.

Run, run, run, run, run, run??...

Although she was panicking inside, she still had to escape calmly.

"Wait!!"

A voice full of momentum came from behind, making Hua Xin pause as she pulled open the door. But without any hesitation, she immediately bolted out at full speed.

Wait?

A joke!

Stop and wait to be counter-killed!!

The transformation times for Kamen Rider and Ultraman had passed, just like the difference between Pineapple Battle Treasure and Pineapple Blizzard! Now, she couldn't even hold a hammer, let alone have the courage to stand in front of Mu Feng.

Got the money! Run!??

(Brave, brave, my friend????.)

(Even if there's no rainbow tomorrow??.)

(The sun will always shine after the storm??~)

The girl, with her backpack on, ran with her head down, turning left and right with all her might.

Just as Hua Xin's stamina was about to run out and she was preparing to stop and see where she was, a wail suddenly came from behind her.

"Brother Hua! Listen to me!"

"There's a—mis—un—der—stand—ing between us!"

Mu Feng ran while tying his pants with his hands. His pure white casual pants had two wet patches on the back. Since he had just sat directly on the ground, the still-damp ground had soaked his pants.

But at this moment, there were more important things than caring about his image.

After Hua Xin was dealt with, Mu Feng belatedly remembered that he had seen a recording icon on her phone just now. This meant that all the bad things he had done were recorded.

If Xiang Guan or Xia Yan heard it, it would be fine... But if Hua Xin got angry and posted it on the campus wall...

His life would be ruined!

A lifetime of good reputation and four years of choosing a partner were gone just like that!

Therefore, he absolutely had to prevent this from happening.

(Run, run, run, run...)

(The witch is chasing me... )

Hua Xin, whose stamina was already poor, somehow tapped into her potential and erupted with unprecedented running speed, as if she had unleashed the Blue Butterfly Cloud-Crossing Body Movement Technique...

"Brother Hua, lit—"

(Heh, flash, you can't catch me...)

The girl proudly listened to the exclamations behind her and couldn't help but speed up... Bang! ... Ow, ah!

Hua Xin:

The sharp pain on her head made Hua Xin snap to attention. Her vision seemed to be filled with stars and snowflakes, obscuring the large pillar in front of her.

Huh?

Why do I feel like I'm seeing my anime waifus waving at me...

Hehe... My Chang Li, my Violet...

The illusory visions were still no match for the pain that washed over her like a tide, and tears began to flow uncontrollably.

It hurts so much, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die...

Hua Xin squatted on the ground, clutching her head with both hands, her body writhing violently, suppressing the urge to sob, but tears had already soaked through her mask.

Mu Feng stopped beside the girl, breathing heavily, hands on his hips, gasping urgently.

"Brother Hua."

"Still alive?"

"Don't scare me, what will I do if you die? "

Still in the audience seats, very close to the stage.

Xia Yan walked up from the entrance.

Fortunately, he rode his motorcycle to pick up Hua Xin... Otherwise, how long would it take to escort that woman to the girls' dormitory?

Xia Yan bet that Lin Qingyu would immediately return to normal after going upstairs.

Based on his experience of admiring her phone wallpaper for a long time, he could tell with just one glance (confidence).

There was no sign of her spraining her ankle at all; this was entirely a trap.

As expected, high-level women are difficult to deal with.

He sighed softly, then felt a little better remembering that Hua Xin, Mu Feng, and Xiang Guan had been interacting for so long.

They must have become friends by now, right?

"Brother Yan!"

Mu Feng greeted him with a normal expression, his eyes never leaving his phone screen.

Hua Xin sat to the side, covering her head, also looking at her phone.

"Where's Xiang Guan?"

Xia Yan asked with some confusion.

"He went to beat up the White Bone Demon, ignore him."

He nodded and walked to the girl's side, saying softly, "Shall I take you home?"

Hua Xin nodded silently.

"Then I'll take Hua Hua home first. Mu Feng, you're on your own."

"Okay."

Mu Feng, unusually, didn't joke around but continued to reply with his head down, yet Xia Yan didn't notice anything unusual.

"Why are you covering your head?"

"Mosquito bite," the girl said casually, though she was in agony.

But as she got on the motorcycle, she frowned.

A woman's perfume was particularly strong on Xia Yan, covering up the pleasant scent he usually had.

(Heh... what a player. )

(I'll find out who you really are... )

Mu Feng watched from the audience as the two figures disappeared. He then looked at the message Hua Xin had sent him on his phone. As if having made up his mind, he tilted his head up 45 degrees to look at the ceiling.

"Don't blame me, Brother Yan (melancholy)."

"Brothers are in the heart . . . ."

"I will absolutely not betray you. (guilty conscience)"