Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin looked coldly at Wu Jianjun and Fatty Wang who stood up, and thought to himself: "Could it be that these two guys want to take this opportunity to establish their prestige?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and Zhong Yuemin stood up immediately. He stretched out his left hand and slapped Fatty Wang's shoulder heavily, while his right hand also fell on Wu Jianjun's shoulder.

Even though it was just a light tap, the force contained in it was so great that Fatty Wang and Wu Jianjun were completely unable to withstand it.

After being slapped twice by Zhong Yuemin, they sat straight back in their seats as if they were cast under a spell.

At this moment, Fatty Wang and Wu Jianjun were both filled with astonishment, especially Wu Jianjun. Although he knew that Zhong Yuemin was very skilled, he never expected that he would not even be able to fight back.

At this time, Zhong Yuemin spoke up. "I know what you two did before and what you want to do now, but it has nothing to do with me and I don't bother to care. But since you are in this team, you'd better stay honest, do your duty, do what you should do, and don't cause trouble for me. What I hate most is trouble. Do you two understand? If you still don't understand, I don't mind teaching you a lesson."

After saying that, Zhong Yuemin showed a playful smile on his face. Zheng Tong started to make a noise. "Yuemin, these two grandsons definitely don't understand. You should quickly teach them why the flowers are so red."

It seemed that an unknown contest was brewing in the carriage. Professor Zhang, Professor Li, and Tang Wan'er walked slowly over, their eyes focused on these few people who seemed calm but undercurrents were surging.

"Xiao Zhong! What are you doing?" Professor Zhang's voice broke the silence in the carriage, with a bit of concern and confusion.

Zhong Yuemin raised his head with a barely perceptible provocation on his face. He glanced at Zheng Tong beside him, and their eyes met, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

"Professor Zhang, it's okay. Zheng Tong and I will ask these two guys for advice." There was a hint of cynicism in his words, yet he was polite.

Zheng Tong also agreed. "Yes, Professor Zhang. Yuemin and I will learn more from these two comrades and prepare for the next work."

Fatty Wang and Wu Jianjun looked at each other and an awkward smile appeared on their faces.

"Professor Zhang, it's okay, we're just communicating." There was a hint of helplessness in their words.

Professor Zhang glanced at the four people and understood in his heart. He knew that the four young people had a conflict here, but they all chose to remain silent. He sighed and whispered in Zhong Yuemin's ear, "Xiao Zhong, don't go too far."

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, with a sly look in his eyes. "Professor Zhang, don't worry about me taking care of things." There was a sense of confidence in his words, as if everything was under his control.

Professor Zhang clapped his hands gently, signaling everyone to be quiet. He pointed to the seat next to him, signaling Tang Wan'er and the two girls to sit down. Zhong Yuemin and Zheng Tong looked at each other and tacitly moved to the seats opposite.

"Zhong Yuemin, I heard that your group of tough guys in the Forty-Nine City caused a lot of trouble. What happened?"

Liu Xiaofang's voice was clear and crisp, like a spring breaking the ice, breaking the silence around her. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, as if she wanted to dig out a piece of dusty history from Zhong Yuemin.

Wang Hui also followed suit. "Yes, Zhong Yuemin, were you very powerful back then? Were you their leader?" There was a hint of mischief in her tone, as if she wanted to dig out more secrets from Zhong Yuemin.

Tang Wan'er sat aside, with a smile on her lips. Her eyes were like two crystal gems, flashing a unique light, as if she was observing Zhong Yuemin's reaction.

Zhong Yuemin raised his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile. His eyes looked even deeper under the dim light, like a bottomless lake. "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhong Yuemin waved his hands slowly, as if he wanted to dispel the long-forgotten past. "Thinking back then, I was a good, well-behaved and honest child."

There was a hint of self-mockery in Zhong Yuemin's voice, as if those youthful years were nothing more than a beautiful, naive and innocent memory to him.

Zheng Tong was stunned at first, then he couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Yuemin, do you want to make me laugh to death? If you are an honest and good kid, then what are we?" Hearing this, the two girls also laughed heartily...

"Actually, it's all the fault of Zheng Tong and that bunch of bad guys. If they hadn't led me astray..." Zhong Yuemin said while pretending to be innocent.

Zheng Tong immediately became unhappy, and retorted with his eyes wide open, "Fuck, Zhong Yuemin, you are really shameless! How dare you say such a thing?"

Zhong Yuemin glanced at him. "How about you tell me?"

"forget it!"

"Look, I gave you a chance, but you were useless!"

"Fuck you, uncle!"

Zhong Yuemin paused for a moment, as if he was organizing his thoughts. Then, he spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic.

"Back then, the city was full of passion and enthusiasm. We, the so-called stubborn people, were actually a group of young people who fought desperately for freedom and dreams."

"We used to wander the streets together, stand up for our friends together, and fight for our dreams together."

There was an indescribable light in Zhong Yuemin's eyes, as if those years were an irreplaceable and precious treasure to him.

“Of course, we have had arguments and disagreements, but more often than not, we have supported each other and grown together.”

Zhong Yuemin sighed softly, as if lamenting the passing of that period of time. "At that time, although we were young and energetic, we all had a sincere heart."

Zheng Tong believed what Zhong Yuemin said, and laughed while holding his stomach. He really didn't expect Zhong Yuemin to say that.

Tang Wan'er finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. "Zhong Yuemin, Zhong Yuemin, I finally understand. What Zheng Tong said is absolutely right. You are thicker-skinned than a city wall! I never thought you were so good at beautifying yourself. If I didn't know, I would have believed it. It really opened my eyes!"

Wang Hui and Liu Xiaofang couldn't help but laugh. Liu Xiaofang echoed, "That's right, Zhong Yuemin, the version we heard is far different from what you told us."

Wang Hui on the other side took over the conversation. "That's right. As far as we know, people avoid you when they see you."

At this moment, Zheng Tong was sitting aside, his face full of smugness, and he did not forget to add insult to injury. "See? The eyes of the masses are sharp. Now you should believe me, right? Our comrade Zhong Yuemin is so eloquent that he can turn black into white!"

Ha ha.....

When the train slowly stopped, two figures appeared on the platform - Ning Wei and Jiang Aiguo. They came specially to greet Zhong Yuemin.

When Jiang Aiguo saw Zhong Yuemin, he could not hide his excitement. He stood at attention quickly, saluted with a standard military salute, and shouted loudly, "Hello, Chief Instructor!"

Facing Jiang Aiguo's salute, Zhong Yuemin returned the salute solemnly, then said with a smile, "Don't be so serious. I'm no longer the chief instructor."

However, Jiang Aiguo answered firmly, "In my heart, you will always be our chief instructor! No matter when or where, this title will not change."

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but smile with satisfaction and said jokingly, "Oh, this little mouth is quite talkative! This mouth has become more powerful, I wonder if his strength has improved?"

Jiang Aiguo scratched his head a little embarrassedly, but his eyes revealed confidence and determination, and he laughed. "Hey...hey...chief instructor, don't worry, I will never embarrass you!"

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Fatty Wang and Wu Jianjun who had just got off the train. The two looked at each other, with expressions of astonishment and helplessness on their faces.

Fatty Wang was seen holding a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth. The rising smoke seemed to envelop him, and his small eyes were flashing with intricate light.

"Wow, boom! This guy is really awesome! Even a colonel saluted him." Fatty Wang exclaimed in amazement and took a deep puff of his cigarette, his voice full of disbelief.

Wu Jianjun sighed silently, patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder, and said in a heavy tone, "Alas...it seems that we can't afford to offend him in the end! Let's be more honest in the future."

Wu Jianjun's eyes revealed a hint of bitterness and deep helplessness. It was not until this moment, when they were really facing such a hidden and unfathomable master, that they suddenly realized that the power they had always been proud of was so small and vulnerable.

Jiang Aiguo originally planned to give Zhong Yuemin a warm reception, but he did not expect that Zhong Yuemin would be unable to make the decision.

Zhong Yuemin then walked over to Professor Zhang and asked, "Professor Zhang, what do you think we should do next? Should we take a good rest before continuing on, or do we have other plans?"

Professor Zhang turned to look at Zhong Yuemin and asked, "Xiao Zhong! I heard you mention before that the people responsible for sending camels and other supplies should be ready, right?"

Zhong Yuemin nodded quickly and replied, "Yes, everything has been arranged."

Professor Zhang thought for a moment and then continued, "Due to time constraints, we have already been delayed for several days. We need to rest for a while and then set off as soon as possible!"

Jiang Aiguo looked at Professor Zhang and Zhong Yuemin, with a hint of concern in his eyes. He knew the importance of this desert expedition, but he also knew that people's physical and mental state were crucial to the next expedition. He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and decided to express his point of view again.

"Professor Zhang, I understand how you feel. We have indeed been delayed for some time."

Jiang Aiguo said sincerely, "But the desert environment is harsh. Once we enter it, we will face unknown risks and challenges. If we don't get enough rest and adjust our state, I'm afraid we will get twice the result with half the effort, or even bring unnecessary danger."

Professor Zhang nodded slightly after hearing what Jiang Aiguo said, with a hint of approval in his eyes. He understood that Jiang Aiguo's worries were not groundless, and desert exploration did require adequate preparation and good condition.

Professor Zhang then turned to Zhong Yuemin and asked, "Xiao Zhong, what do you think? Should we follow Jiang Aiguo's advice, take a short break, and set out again tomorrow morning?"

Zhong Yuemin nodded in agreement. He understood that Professor Zhang's decision was always based on considerations for the entire team, and Jiang Aiguo's suggestion was also for everyone's safety.

Zhong Yuemin thought for a moment and replied, "Professor Zhang, I agree with Jiang Aiguo's point of view. We really need to take a good rest and adjust our state so that we can better cope with the challenges ahead."

After hearing this, Professor Zhang thought for a moment. "Okay, then we'll take a short break and set off again tomorrow morning. However, everyone should hurry up and make the final preparations to ensure that everything goes well."

Jiang Aiguo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the decision. He turned around and gave Zhong Yuemin a grateful look, who smiled slightly, seeming to be pleased with the decision as well.

As night fell, the temperature in the desert gradually dropped. Team members set up tents, lit bonfires, and prepared to enjoy this rare rest time.

Fatty Wang looked at the twenty or so women around Zhong Yuemin and couldn't help but frowned, muttering in his heart: "Where did this guy find so many women? Is he planning to start a harem? Don't let them become a burden when the time comes."

"Why is this guy bringing so many women with him? Won't this hold us back?" Fatty Wang thought to himself, and muttered to Wu Jianjun. Although his voice was low, it was enough to attract the attention of the people around him.

Zhong Yuemin was fiddling with the stones in his hand out of boredom when he caught Wang Pangzi's muttering. He raised a playful smile and turned his eyes to the group of women around him. They were dressed in tight training suits and looked heroic. Each of them was an elite who had been strictly selected and trained.

"Hey, Fatty, what you said is not right."

Zhong Yuemin stood up, dusted himself off, and walked towards Fatty Wang. He turned around and said to the women around him, "Hey, that fat guy over there looks down on you."

These women are not ordinary women. They were selected by Ning Wei from all over the country. After nearly a year of rigorous training, they have become extraordinary female warriors.

They were arrogant and looked down upon ordinary people. When they heard Zhong Yuemin's words, they all widened their eyes and looked at Fatty Wang.

Zhong Yuemin's words instantly ignited the fighting spirit of these women. Their eyes were gleaming with a spark of unwillingness to admit defeat, as if they wanted to eat Fatty Wang alive.

Liu Jiajia was the best among the group of women. She was tall, had a cold face, and her eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. She walked up to Fatty Wang with a firm step, her eyes full of provocation.

"Fatty, let's practice alone." Liu Jiajia's voice was crisp and powerful, and every word was like an icy arrow shot at Fatty Wang.