Violent Martial Storm
21 The gentleness of a beauty

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Lin Feng sighed at his teacher's treachery. He had thought that his teacher had magnanimously let him off, but who knew that this was a trap set by his teacher? He was like a prey that had been caught, jumping into the trap happily. When he jumped into the trap, he even praised the hunter's trap.

Lin Feng gave up on the idea of looking for the teacher and began to deal with the homework. Who knew if he went to the teacher now, would he dig an even bigger trap for him to jump into? Lin Feng wasn't worried about the difficulty of the homework. He was complaining about the amount of homework. He felt that his good time for the whole day was going to be ruined by this damn homework.

Ding, ding, ding. The school bell rang. Lin Feng raised his head, shook his neck, and swung his arms. Listening to the creaking sounds coming from his neck and arm joints, Lin Feng began to sympathize with those students who did homework every day. Such homework must have happened every day. No wonder so many students wore glasses. Now that he had just finished half of his homework, it seemed that he had to continue working hard in the afternoon.

Lin Feng didn't listen to any classes the whole morning. He just lowered his head and did his homework. His deskmate Murong Ziyue didn't come either. Even so, the substitute teachers were also very surprised. The students who they usually couldn't even see were here today. Moreover, they were studying very seriously. With such students here, the substitute teachers worked even harder.

There was no money left in his pocket. Lin Feng went to the bank to withdraw some money and then found a restaurant to have a good meal. The previous meals were paid for with money extorted, but this meal was paid for by Lin Feng himself. Lin Feng looked at the money he had just withdrawn with heartache. One-third of it went into the boss's pocket. He blamed himself for not extorting more money.

The bank was the place to deposit and withdraw money on Planet Sky Blue. Nowadays, there was no need for a bank card to deposit and withdraw money. When you opened an account, you just needed to scan your corneas and fingerprints with a machine. In the future, when you deposit and withdraw money, you only needed to scan it with a specific machine. It not only effectively prevented the crime of stealing bank accounts, but also made it convenient for the masses.

" It seems that the Fourth Young Master's family is not simple. They will definitely come looking for trouble again. But why isn't he here yet? I don't even have any money left," Lin Feng thought gloomily. He still had to do his homework in the afternoon, but Lin Feng was still worried about Ma Biao and planned to go back to the dormitory to take a look.

Sun Dewei was now instructing his father's subordinates to investigate Lin Feng's family background.

"Young Master, I have found the information you need!”A burly man in his thirties said respectfully to Sun Dewei.

This brawny man was called Sun Biao, and he was one of Sun Dabiao's capable subordinates. Don't look down on his silly appearance, Sun Biao's martial arts weren't weak. He had already reached the Martial Master level.

"I found it. How is it?" Sun Dewei couldn't wait to stand up from his seat and ask.

"The person you are looking for is called Lin Feng. He lives in an ordinary village next to Blue Moon City. "His parents are both factory workers. Their family conditions are average. Their family…" Sun Biao hadn't finished his words when he was interrupted by Sun Dewei.

"Just tell me directly that if I want to deal with him, he won't pose any threat to me, right?" asked Sun Dewei impatiently.”

"Yes." Sun Biao didn't have much of a reaction to the young master's impatience. He still replied respectfully.

" Hehe." Sun Dewei smiled sinisterly and said," Lin Feng, so your name is Lin Feng. Class 3401. I still remember you. Just you wait. You'll soon know how powerful I am."”

Lin Feng sneezed as soon as he reached the door of the dormitory." Who's talking bad about me behind my back? It must be that icy beauty. I offended her again this morning.”

Lin Feng pushed the door open, but it didn't open. Only then did Lin Feng remember that the door was closed from the inside. Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to waste time, so he used his internal energy to observe Ma Biao through the door. Although he couldn't see Ma Biao's body clearly, with his profound internal energy, Lin Feng could easily know Ma Biao's current situation. Ma Biao was doing much better than Lin Feng had expected. Most of the zhenqi that Lin Feng had left in Ma Biao's body had already been absorbed. It seemed that the Vajra Arts were really suitable for Ma Biao to cultivate.

Back in the classroom, Lin Feng continued to accept the teacher's " small punishment."

"Excuse me, I want to go in!"

Just as Lin Feng was " engrossed " in his homework, a cold voice sounded in his ear.

Lin Feng didn't need to look to know whose voice it was. He stood up and let Murong Ziyue in. The two of them were silent. Lin Feng continued to do his homework.

Actually, Murong Ziyue felt very guilty about her attitude this morning. He came to apologize properly, but she rejected him with a cold attitude. She really shouldn't have. He originally wanted to apologize to Lin Feng, but he didn't say it out loud. Murong Ziyue's usual cold personality denied her surrender.

Lin Feng finally finished his homework. He let out a long sigh of relief and raised his head as usual. He shook his neck and arms.

"Ah!" Lin Feng had just swung his arm when he felt a burning pain coming from his hand. It was as if he had thrown it onto some sharp and hard object. This was what Lin Feng's first instinct told him.

"Ah!" After Lin Feng called out softly, Murong Ziyue also called out.

Lin Feng quickly withdrew his painful right hand. He saw that his hand had been cut by something and was bleeding. He frowned. Lin Feng turned his head to find out what had cut his hand. He happened to hear Murong Ziyue's cry. He looked at the pencil knife in Murong Ziyue's hand and understood.

It turned out that when Lin Feng swung his arm, Murong Ziyue happened to be sharpening a pencil, so his hand coincidentally landed on Murong Ziyue's pencil sharpener. A few students heard two low cries and looked up to see what had happened. However, Lin Feng was only staring at the pencil knife in Murong Ziyue's hand, and Murong Ziyue was also stunned. Therefore, these people didn't notice anything and lowered their heads to study. Speaking of which, the learning atmosphere in Lin Feng's class was really good. Other than those who were sleeping, everyone was studying. No one spoke loudly.

Murong Ziyue recovered from her shock and suddenly grabbed Lin Feng's bleeding right hand. She took out a white silk handkerchief and was about to bandage Lin Feng's hand. She didn't know that things would be so coincidental. Lin Feng had swung his arm at this time, and now her pencil knife had made such a long cut on his hand. She secretly blamed herself for being careless.

In fact, the wound on Lin Feng's hand had only bled a little at the beginning. Later, he secretly used his internal energy to block some of the small blood vessels around it. He also used his true energy to circulate around the wound for a few weeks. Although Lin Feng's hand looked bloody now, it was actually no longer a big deal. After a day, he was sure that there would not even be a scar left.

Feeling Murong Ziyue's soft and boneless hand, Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat for some reason. When he saw that Murong Ziyue was about to use that white handkerchief to bandage him, he hurriedly broke free and retracted his hand. Lin Feng knew that there was no problem with his wound. He was afraid that his blood would dirty the white handkerchief. However, before he could completely retract his hand, Murong Ziyue grabbed his hand at an even faster speed, her eyes still staring at him. Through Murong Ziyue's beautiful eyes, Lin Feng could feel her determination. If he were to take his hand back again, it would definitely hurt her heart. Thus, he could only let Murong Ziyue do whatever she wanted.

Murong Ziyue grabbed Lin Feng's hand once again. She didn't know why she grabbed his hand again. Just now, she unconsciously grabbed his hand. Maybe it was because I cut his hand and I was just making up for it. I definitely wouldn't care so much about him. Murong Ziyue secretly explained her presumptuous actions just now.

Looking at Murong Ziyue lowering her head and gently cleaning the blood around her wound, and then gently bandaging it with a handkerchief, Lin Feng suddenly realized that the icy beauty also had a gentle side. Now, Lin Feng could no longer feel the pain from his wound. All he could feel was Murong Ziyue's gentle pinching and caressing. Closing his eyes, Lin Feng began to enjoy this comfortable feeling.

Finally bandaged, Murong Ziyue let out a sigh of relief. She didn't know if she had bandaged it well. She had never done this before. After school, she had to let him go to the infirmary for a check-up. It wouldn't be good if the wound was accidentally infected. Murong Ziyue didn't realize that she was already overly concerned about Lin Feng. Murong Ziyue raised her head and saw Lin Feng with his eyes closed. She didn't know what he was thinking. Looking at his handsome face, Murong Ziyue's face turned red.

"I'm sorry, I was careless just now. After school, let's go to the infirmary for a check-up.”Murong Ziyue let go of Lin Feng's hand and whispered.

"Ah, oh." Lin Feng finally reacted and replied awkwardly,"I'm sorry.""My hand is fine now. It was my fault just now. I was careless.”Originally, he wanted to take revenge on Murong Ziyue and reject her apology, but he swallowed his words back. He really didn't want to hurt such a beautiful girl. Moreover, she wasn't as cold as she looked. At least she was very gentle just now.

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