Xi Da

Chapter 334 Brother Zhou’s Brother

Chapter 334: Chapter 334 Brother Zhou’s Brother


Sheng Tang and the group retreated to the mouth of the alley, suddenly seeing four even stronger boys surrounding them.


Sheng Tang’s heart sank.


As expected, it’s really hard to play the hero saving the beauty, and Qin Lin is not even beautiful.


Qin Lin was also secretly bitter, today was indeed unlucky to the extreme.


Just when they thought they had hit a dead end, the few boys who followed them suddenly stood at attention, looking very obedient.


"Brother Zhou."


"Brother Zhou."


They respectfully addressed him.


Sheng Tang looked back.


The tallest boy had an intimidating presence, but his face was anything but ferocious. He wasn’t particularly handsome, but his features were quite proper, and his expression could almost be described as gentle.


The boy spoke: "You guys have some nerve, ganging up on my brother here?"


The eight boys immediately began to tremble.


Holy crap, is he really Brother Zhou’s brother?


How is that possible?


They were just too unlucky, weren’t they?


Never heard that Brother Zhou had a sworn brother at Huishi High School.


Zhou Yu’s three companions all turned to look at him: Didn’t you say you didn’t know him earlier? Why is the boss doing charity today?


Both Qin Lin and Sheng Tang’s hearts skipped a beat.


Sheng Tang thought: "What? Does Qin Lin have this kind of ability?"


Qin Lin thought: "Oh my God, what’s going on? Didn’t escape one wolf only to draw in a tiger?"


Zhou Yu walked over.


Qin Lin, standing at 178 cm tall and relatively thin, almost had his knees buckle under the weight of Zhou Yu’s arm on his shoulder.


"Let’s go." Zhou Yu wrapped his arm around his shoulders, "If there’s something up, tell your brother. Fighting with them damages your reputation."


Sheng Tang followed behind, thinking: "This doesn’t seem right."


Zhou Yu’s three companions also wore expressions as if they’d seen a ghost, following Zhou Yu and Qin Lin out.


At the roadside, Zhou Yu stopped a taxi casually and asked Sheng Tang to get in first.


"It’s late, young sister, head home early." Zhou Yu politely opened the car door.


Sheng Tang didn’t hesitate, decisively got in and left.


Qin Lin: "..."


At least look back at me, junior! I’m not out of the woods yet, and you just walked off so swiftly, do you have any humanity?


As soon as Sheng Tang left, Zhou Yu had his companions step back. He stood by the road, took out a pack of cigarettes, and asked Qin Lin: "Want a smoke?"


Qin Lin smoked without addiction, learned it from classmates, but had no interest at the moment.


He shook his head.


Zhou Yu smiled a bit, lit one up for himself, and asked: "What’s your name?"


The street light wasn’t particularly bright, his face was shrouded in smoke, difficult to make out clearly.


Qin Lin only felt his eyes were exceptionally bright, possibly due to the reflection of the cigarette.


Even so, Qin Lin found this situation unsettling. He figured considering the infamous Zhou Yu from Seventeenth Middle School, who he had seen play basketball before, there should be no mistake.


He cleared his throat: "Qin Lin."


He wanted to say more, but Zhou Yu took out his phone: "Give me your phone number."


He handed the phone to Qin Lin while stopping another taxi.


Qin Lin held his phone, clueless.


Zhou Yu inclined his head: "Phone number!"


Qin Lin was a bit dazed, and indeed, input his own number on Zhou Yu’s phone.


Zhou Yu took it back and dialed.


Qin Lin’s phone in his backpack rang.


Zhou Yu smiled at him, revealing a set of big white teeth, with the cigarette clenched between them, his voice slightly muffled: "Head back early, don’t loiter around late at night."


With that, he pushed Qin Lin without a word, shoving him into the taxi, and firmly closed the door behind him.


After quite a while, the driver repeatedly asked Qin Lin where to go, finally snapping him back to reality, reporting his address.


How did today feel like a dream?


Qin Lin lost a bicycle, but saved his life, patting his chest, deciding not to gamble with his life again in the future.