Chapter 23 Do You Want to Apologize to Me?

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On the edge of the basketball court, Qin Yang was sitting on a long chair, leaning against the back of the chair, wearing earphones, quietly listening to the English reading on the phone.

Not far in front of Qin Yang, Sun Xiaodong was wearing basketball underwear and running on the basketball with a few people, showing his strong muscles, sweat flowing, and enthusiasm.

Qin Yang was dragged here by Sun Xiaodong. He has no class this afternoon. He was going to lie on the bed in the dormitory and listen to English. Sun Xiaodong wanted to persuade Qin Yang to play basketball with him, and said that it would be a waste of his height not to play basketball. , Qin Yang declined, and finally reluctantly agreed to come down with Sun Xiaodong.

Listen to English, put on headphones, even if you are in a busy city, it doesn't matter if you are on the side of the basketball court.

It's not that Qin Yang doesn't like playing basketball, but for him, basketball is not technical at all. His explosive body, strong jumping ability, and terrifying control of basketball make this originally intense and interesting competition The game gets boring.

If Qin Yang went off to play basketball, then no one else would have to play.

It has been a few days since school started, and Qin Yang has gradually adapted to the current pace of life. There are no more bullets, and no dangerous and powerful enemies. Here, there is only a peaceful and comfortable life, and there are college students full of youthful vitality.

Naturally, the English Department mainly focuses on learning English and improving the ability of professional English. Qin Yang was under a lot of pressure at the beginning of the class because his foundation was too weak. Although the teacher also explained in Chinese from time to time, it still sounded a bit difficult for the time being.

Fortunately, studying in the university is very free. There is no three-day quiz and five-day major exam. At least before the final exam, Qin Yang still has a lot of time to catch up. He has received special training and his memory is much higher than ordinary people. For him, it is not difficult to calm down and study.

A group of people walked by the cement road next to the basketball court, and suddenly one person stopped, looked at Qin Yang who was leaning on the bench, and said in a low voice, "Brother An, look at that."

"Um?"

Liu An, who was following behind a skinny young man with glasses, turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

The student pointed at Qin Yang not far away with his chin, and said in a low voice, "It's that kid, Qin Yang..."

Liu An's brows trembled slightly, resentment flashed in his eyes, his expression was slightly hesitant, and finally he gritted his teeth and turned his head: "Don't pay attention to him, let's go!"

The young man with glasses turned his head sideways, and all the expression changes on Liu An's face fell into his eyes. Following Liu An's eyes, he saw Qin Yang who was sitting quietly on the bench, and asked with great interest: "What's the matter, did you eat?" deficit?"

Liu An hummed: "A few days ago, on the opening day of the freshmen, I ran into the 838 bar and suffered a lot."

"Freshman?" The young man with glasses turned around with great interest, sizing up Qin Yang unscrupulously.

Liu An's face showed a bit of embarrassment, but when the other party asked, he had no choice but to answer, and he could only answer embarrassingly: "Yes, from the English department."

The young man with glasses narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses: "Freshman, it's interesting, heads-up? Group fight?"

The embarrassment on Liu An's face increased by two points: "There are five of us, he is alone, and we even used a knife... This guy is pretty good at fighting."

The eyes of the young man with glasses brightened slightly: "What's the background?"

Liu An shook his head: "Not too sure, I just know that he came to school by train from Yanjing."

The young man with glasses turned his head to look at Liu An, the corners of his mouth slightly raised two points: "Why, are you going to endure it?"

Liu An smiled wryly and nodded: "With these few brothers of mine alone, I can't beat him."

The young man with glasses suddenly reached out and patted Liu An on the shoulder: "You are with me, and you have done a lot of things for me. Now that I have suffered, I, Zhang Kun, can't ignore it. Come on, come with me first. Let's see what the other party is up to."

Liu An's eyes lit up, and then he became uneasy again: "Brother Kun, this matter is all caused by my personal affairs, you..."

Zhang Kun, a young man with glasses, shook his head, stopped Liu An from continuing, turned around and walked directly in the direction of Qin Yang, Liu An could only follow quickly, but an uncontrollable excitement emerged in his heart.

Although Liu An also has a group of younger brothers, compared with Zhang Kun, he is at most a small boss. He often helps Zhang Kun run and retreat, do odd jobs, and do some nasty things, which is really nothing in front of Zhang Kun. What.

In this world, the rich and powerful people will always have errand runners, so he is not even qualified to ask Zhang Kun to avenge himself. Of course, now that Zhang Kun is willing to propose it, it is natural That's another story.

Qin Yang was closing his eyes, quietly listening to the English reading, when he suddenly heard the footsteps of several people approaching, and then the footsteps stopped in front of him.

Qin Yang opened his eyes, and saw a thin young man in his early twenties with glasses standing in front of him, looking down at him with condescending eyes.

Qin Yang looked past the thin young man and landed on Liu An next to him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Isn't this the guy in the bar who wanted to help Zhang Bin clean himself up?

"My name is Zhang Kun, a silver member of the Rising Dragon Club, and Liu An is mine..."

Rising Dragon Society?

Isn't this one of the two largest student elite clubs in Zhonghai University that He Tianfeng told himself? It is said that the members in it are all rich and powerful second-generation rich or guys with abilities that others cannot ignore.

Silver member?

This should be the level of membership, right?

If there is silver, then there should be gold, or bronze, maybe platinum?

Qin Yang turned his eyes back to Zhang Kun's face. This young man in his early twenties, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looked quite refined, but his eyes were full of undisguised arrogance, so that his whole body People seem to have a condescending sense of looking down.

Qin Yang pointed at Liu An: "You mean him, right?"

Zhang Kun nodded and said: "Yes, I just heard that you had a conflict at the 838 bar a few days ago, and you beat them..."

Qin Yang sat on the chair, as stable as Mount Tai, motionless, with no intention of standing up at all, and asked calmly: "There is such a thing, why, as their boss, do you want to apologize to me?"

Apologize?

What the hell?

Zhang Kun and the people behind him were all stunned, and immediately realized that their eyes were full of anger!

Boy, what is your attitude?

Do you know who you're talking to?

Courting death, right?

There was also a bit of coldness in Zhang Kun's eyes, but it disappeared immediately. He stared at Qin Yang, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Interesting, I heard that you are quite good at fighting?"

Qin Yang smiled, and replied flatly: "That depends on who you compare with."

Liu An's face next to Zhang Kun changed a little more, and his eyes became angry and unkind.

MD, with whom?

You're saying we're rubbish, right?