Uneasy daily life

Holding a small white flower in one hand, she suddenly grabbed her side ponytail with the other, deftly pulling the hair tie down with her fingers, causing her blonde hair to fly and cascade over her shoulders, ears, cheeks, and the corners of her eyes.

Then, she simply threaded the hair tie onto Bai Ying's outstretched wrist and put it on him with a snap.

"My boyfriend is the best, and none of you are allowed to take him away!"

The girl with her hair down, wearing a happy yet proud expression, loudly gave orders to the audience below the stage.

The audience fell silent for a moment.

No boy could resist a girl like this. If she were to participate in a women's beauty pageant, she would be the most beautiful; if she were to participate in a men's beauty pageant, she would be the most beautiful.

There's no scumbag like her who wouldn't harbor murderous intent towards her boyfriend.

The white figure remained silent for a few seconds, then took off running.

Although the intention was to take advantage of the stage to give these pursuers a taste of heartbreaking romance, the stick figure's taunt was completely unexpected!

Oh my god! I'm going to die!

"Damn it! Just kill that guy!"

"Quick, after him! He's escaped!"

"I vote for her—let's go! Kill her boyfriend!"

"Brother, don't run away! I've come to ask you for advice! This hammer is just a tool I use to hammer nails!"

"Hehehehehehehe! Stop right there!"

The pursuing force, its numbers drastically increased and its combat power enhanced several times over, surged towards the fleeing figure like a tidal wave.

"Don't chase after me, everyone! I'll buy you oranges later!"

The white figure shouted loudly, attempting to double the seniority.

"I'll save it to buy myself a tombstone!" ×N!

They came and went in a hurry, leaving only Liu Fengbin and Hua on stage, brimming with confidence. But as she stood there, a sudden feeling of unease crept in. Was she acting strangely? No one had come out to steal her boyfriend; at most, they'd try to kill him…

Guilty.

Get off the stage immediately, get off the stage immediately.

Chapter Thirteen: Beauty Saves the Hero

Given: The Department of Mechanical Engineering at Izu University has 8 classes of first-year students, with 40 students in each class, for a total of 320 students.

Prove: How can one person defeat hundreds of people?

Answer: Run.

Who would be foolish enough to confront someone head-on? One person can't throw a punch, but if one person runs ten meters, hundreds of people will have to run ten meters too! One person can't defeat hundreds of people even if they fight one by one, but as long as they run fast enough to avoid being surrounded, they can defeat hundreds or tens of thousands of people!

What appears to be an escape is actually a battle.

Of course, some minor tricks are needed to ensure the enemy doesn't escape.

"Stop chasing me! Stop chasing me! I'm not your girlfriend!"

"It's okay! I'm chasing after you!"

Rage +1!

"Give up! Even killing me can't save your utterly miserable lives!"

"Then I'll kill you!"

Rage +11!

"Why do men have to make things difficult for other men?! I know you're all envious and jealous that a girl is willing to say she likes you in public because she treasures you. She puts herself in others' shoes and thinks that others might also be interested, so she has to bare her teeth and declare her ownership, not allowing anyone to take you away. That possessiveness out of affection is so cute, it makes my heart flutter too... Hehe~!"

"You're showing off now?! Guys, take him down!"

Rage +111!

When it comes to stirring up hatred, I'm a professional.

Bai Ying smiled calmly, dodged the several figures that were flanking from the front, leaped over the steps, and landed on the school playground track. She briefly led her pursuers around twice, and before the encirclement could be fully formed, she seized an opportunity and dashed out.

Even if someone tries to ambush them, there are too few people to stop them, and if there are too many, they can only change lanes nearby.

As everyone knows, college students have passed their physical peak, how can they compare to a seasoned stand-in!

After wandering around the school several times, shouting "oysters," staggering, battle-damaged college students who had turned from humans into zombies were everywhere.

"Poor, weak, poor, weak."

The white figure stopped on the playground, calmly turned around, and looked at the pursuers who were barely alive and relying entirely on their willpower to keep going.

"Ha...ha...ha..." Nojima Gen gasped for breath and sneered, "So you can't run anymore, can you?"

"Cough, cough! Damn it! I'm going to bury you in the back of the mountain!"

Shinichiro Yamamoto coughed and roared through gritted teeth.

The others echoed weakly, as if they had already cornered the enemy and were preparing for a great victory.

"Jiejiejiejiejie——"

Bai Ying stretched his shoulders and let out a series of cold laughs: "Who will bury whom next, that's uncertain..."

"Hmph! Everyone, attack together!"

"Come on!"

One minute later.

The white figure looked down at the several guys lying on the ground, giving them a buff: "You guys should retire from your life of crime and go into seclusion in the mountains. Turn over a new leaf, and maybe you'll even have a chance to go back to your hometown and get married... Hmm?"

Taking a slight step back, just enough to stop the incoming fist in front of him, Yamamoto Shinichiro stepped forward to give chase, but the white figure followed closely by taking a step forward to close the distance, grabbing Yamamoto Shinichiro's arm, pressing his shoulder against his chest, twisting his body and throwing him away!

"It's not over yet!"

The fat man nimbly twisted his waist in mid-air to regain his balance and landed steadily on Nojima Gen's back.

"I will never lose to someone like you!" Nojima Gen was not swayed by the falling object; instead, he roared from the ground and launched Yamamoto Shinichiro like a slingshot. "Don't underestimate our bond!"

Above, Shinichiro Yamamoto leaped into the air, his fists meeting the attack head-on with the force of thunder.

Next, Nojima Gen lunges forward, circles around, and brings his two fingers together with both hands, aiming to strike a vital point.

"Muda!"

The white figure raised a palm to block Yamamoto Shinichiro's punch, while grabbing Nojima Gen's sinister and ruthless Thousand Year Kill with the other hand.

The three struggled against each other, and the faces of the fat and thin duo gradually became ferocious. Bai Ying couldn't help but become solemn as well—to be able to do this with a mere mortal body, the power of jealousy is truly terrifying!

"Nojima! Yamamoto!"

"Get moving! My body! My best friend is still fighting!"

"We cannot waste the opportunities they have created!"

Several of the fallen companions struggled to their feet.

"Do not harm our lord!"

Suddenly, a burly figure silently emerged from behind, knocking the few people who had just stood up flying.

It's Kenta Fujiwara! Kenta Fujiwara, who decisively switched sides in the restroom and stopped a large number of pursuers!

"My lord, do not panic! Your humble servant is here!"

The man with the buzz cut shouted as he charged toward the white figure, his face full of loyalty!

"Hahaha! My son Fengxian—" Bai Ying laughed and suddenly pulled Nojima Gen in front of her.

"go to hell!"

Kenta Fujiwara suddenly pulled out a stun gun and pressed it hard against Gen Nojima's back, turning him into a seaweed dancing wildly in the electric light.

Bai Ying could tell at a glance that this guy was a traitor!

"Holy crap! You're actually abandoning Diao Chan to kill me?! You bastard!"

"Because taking you down is more important than anything else!"

In a brief exchange, the two went their separate ways. Nojima, resisting the electric shock, reached out and grabbed the white figure's arm tightly, shouting, "Fujiwara! Upgrade!"

"Ha! You think you can knock me down with an electric shock while there's someone in between..."

"Nojima—I won't let you sacrifice yourself in vain!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Kenta Fujiwara immediately turned the stun gun to its highest setting.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!!!

This thing is obviously an illegal armed group!

The white figure abruptly tried to pull away from Nojima Gen, who was conducting electricity. At that moment, Yamamoto Shinichiro seized the opportunity, changing his fist into a claw and wrapping it around the white figure's other arm. A peaceful smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Captain! Let me give you this treasure that I have kept for many years!"

He pouted and, taking advantage of the moment when the white shadow went numb, forced his face forward.

"?"

If you get hit by this thing, you'll probably lose several ways to interact with your girlfriend forever!

"Don't come over here--!!!"

The white figure was ready to abandon all morals and immediately summon its substitute—

boom!

A flying kick struck Fujiwara Kenta squarely in the back, causing him to lunge forward and collide with Nojima Gen, who in turn lunged forward and collided with the white figure.

Yamamoto Shinichiro, Eternal Virgin's Kiss, completely hit Nojima Moto.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh! So beautiful, charming, incredibly handsome, elegant, dashing, debonair, extraordinary, and universally loved as me! And yet, I'm screaming like crazy!!!"

Nojima Gen collapsed to the ground and vomited violently.

"Ugh! U ...

Shinichiro Yamamoto collapsed to the ground and vomited violently.

These weren't the words shouted out by those who were escaping the world, but rather the heartfelt sentiment expressed by the white shadow.

The two looked up and stared at each other, both revealing murderous intent—you son of a bitch…

"Hey, haven't you had enough fun yet? It's time to go home."

With her hair still loose, Toyohama Kazuka looked every bit the parent coming to take their child home.

Let's take this guy down first!

"Don't even think about running!" Nojima Gen wiped his mouth vigorously and staggered to his feet. "I'm going to kill you right here today!"

Shinichiro Yamamoto, his killing intent palpable, declared: "You think you can run away before the battle is even over?!"

Kenta Fujiwara brandished a stun gun: "Fine! Let's settle this once and for all!"

"Huh?" Feng Bin and Hana turned around and looked at the three of them in surprise. "You guys really want to fight?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstand, young lady." Nojima Gen touched his hair and said in a nonchalant manner, "We just want to kill him."

“That’s right, how can this be called fighting?” Shinichiro Yamamoto tried his best to present the image of a perfect young man he had imagined. “This is just pure killing intent.”

Kenta Fujiwara didn't say anything, but simply adjusted the intensity of the stun gun, held it at an angle in front of him, and made the current crackle.

Fengbin and Hana looked at the three men striking poses (actually trying to look cool) with a strange expression, and rolled their eyes in annoyance: "What business is it of yours who I like? Don't you guys like anyone? Don't you guys like anyone? Stop messing around, we're going home, get out of here! If you still want to fight, then I'll fight you to the bitter end!"

To be honest, fighting is something that's quite far removed from my life. At most, I'll just play around or kick some bastards a few times... If I had a stand-in, I should be pretty good at fighting, right?

Feng Bin and Hua couldn't help but feel a little eager to try.

However, before she could even make a move, she had already made her move, instantly freezing the three of them into stone statues.

But it's not over yet...

"Girl! Your boyfriend is a jerk!"

"That's right! Let us carry out the divine punishment for you!"

"Lightning! Roar for my wrath—!"

Utter jealousy suddenly made the three of them seem ready to enter the second stage!