Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

"Yuemin, wake up, wake up!"

"Yuan Jun, stop sitting there and come over here to check. Is Yuemin okay? There's no sound. I wonder if he's dead."

"Zheng Tong, stop yelling and scaring yourself. Yuemin just fainted and will wake up soon. This isn't the first or second time it's happened. Why are you panicking?"

"You must be so stupid! You didn't get hit on the head with a brick! You're talking without any pain in your back. Try artificial respiration."

Yuan Jun stood up and came over and said:

"You're wearing glasses and calling yourself an educated person. Yuemin didn't fall into the water and faint. Why does he need artificial respiration? If that doesn't work, just slap him a few times and he'll probably wake up!"

"Then you come!"

"I can fan you, but if you wake up, don't say it was me."

"Hurry up, saving people is the most important thing. If you keep dragging your feet, I will definitely not report you."

"Snapped!"

Yuan Jun raised his hand and slapped him without hesitation. If the person didn't wake up, he would hit him on the left side.

"Hey, stop hitting me!"

Li Jun woke up, his right cheek burning with pain. Although he had just been unconscious and confused, he could vaguely hear some of the conversation between the two. Zheng Tong? Yuan Jun? He didn't have these two friends either. What was going on?

Look at the two men's attire. One is wearing grass green breeches and a military coat, with a straight figure. The other is wearing glasses, a blue uniform, and looks like a pale scholar.

Zheng Tong came up quickly and said happily:

"Yuemin, you're awake! You scared us to death."

Li Jun was confused. "Brother, who are you? Where am I?"

Looking at the environment in the house, it feels very old-fashioned and is definitely not my home.

Zheng Tong adjusted his glasses on his nose.

"Yuemin, I'm Zheng Tong, and he's Yuan Jun. Is this your home? You...you're not losing your memory, are you?"

Zheng Tong? Yuan Jun? Zhong... Zhong Yuemin?

The next second, he started yelling, "Ouch, damn!"

With a look of astonishment, had he traveled through time and space to become the body of Zhong Yuemin from Bloody Romance?

After looking around, I found a mirror hanging on the wall in front. I hurried over, took a look, and confirmed that I was really wearing it.

But he is not a sentimental, worried and indecisive person. He was an orphan in his previous life, without parents (his parents were sacrificed to the gods and had boundless magical powers, which is a standard feature of time-travel novels). He was not married and had no worries. He decided to make the best of it. It was good that he traveled to the body of Zhong Yuemin, so from today on he changed his name to Zhong Yuemin.

It would be even more perfect if there was a space or a system. As if in response to him, he suddenly discovered in his subconscious that there was a space in his mind, which would appear as soon as he moved his mind. The area was not small, about the size of a standard football field, but at the moment it was still a wasteland with nothing.

"Fuck, fuck!"

Zhong Yuemin shouted excitedly, he was really rich this time. In this day and age, real money is not as good as having this space. When the time comes, he can plant grains and at least he will not have to worry about food and drink.

Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun, who were standing behind him, were terrified. The man was jumping and shouting, and looked like he had a broken head and was mentally ill. Zheng Tong came up and said:

"Yuemin, don't scare us. If things don't work, let's go to the hospital."

Zhong Yuemin calmed down and said:

"Zheng Tong, I'm fine. I was probably just knocked unconscious. I'll be fine soon!"

He went over and sat aside, touching his burning cheek, "Who just slapped me in the face?"

Zheng Tong immediately gave Yuan Jun away.

"Yuan Jun, that slap was really hard!"

"Damn you, Zheng Tong!"

Yuan Jun also responded immediately,

"Someone like you would have definitely been a traitor during the Anti-Japanese War. I shouldn't have trusted you."

Zheng Tong looked indifferent.

Zhong Yuemin pointed to his head again, tying it circle after circle, just like an Indian.

"What's going on?"

"Have you really lost your memory?" Yuan Jun said:

"We were discussing learning experiences with two girls earlier, but before we could even finish a few words, a group of them showed up to pick a fight. You got hit on the head with a brick, and my left hand got hit too. It's still red and swollen. But Zheng Tong got away so fast and was unharmed. Damn it, I shouldn't bring him with me next time. He's just screwing over my teammates."

"Screw you!"

Zheng Tong quit and said:

"My glasses were broken, but the guy didn't get any better either. I kicked him in the penis and he fell to his knees immediately."

"Go ahead and brag, why wasn't I watching?"

"There was a group fight at that time. There were so many people, who could take care of each other?"

Zheng Tong gestured with his hands and said:

"The guy I was facing was a big guy. My head only reached his shoulder. As you know, I'm not good at fighting. I could only outsmart him, using roundabout tactics and waiting for an opportunity to strike. But this bastard didn't play by the rules. He punched me in the face and my glasses shattered on the ground. I was furious at the time. Damn, he didn't hit me in the face, but he also used a sneak attack. I immediately swung my right foot and hit him directly at the vital point, then rushed forward and punched him.

But after I punched him dozens of times, not only did he not fall, he didn't even make a sound. The most important thing is that my hand was hurting. I was wondering, could this bastard have practiced the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt? How could he be so resistant to beatings?

I bent down to pick up my glasses from the ground, then looked up. Ahead of me was a tree trunk as thick as a man's arms. It turned out I had been fighting it, and then a whistle blew. The police must have arrived, so I quickly ran away.

Zhong Yuemin and Yuan Jun both laughed, what a stupid teammate.

Zhong Yuemin said:

"One of those girls is called Zhou Xiaobai and the other is called Luo Yun, right?"

Yuan Jun said:

"The one with a pigtail on each shoulder is Zhou Xiaobai, and the other one with the chubby face is Luo Yun, right? Yuemin, I won't fight with you for Zhou Xiaobai. I don't think that girl is that easy to get. I can't do it. As for Luo Yun, I'd like to give it a try. Zheng Tong, don't fight with me for her."

"I'm not stealing shit!"

Zheng Tong said with disdain:

"If you have the ability to take down both of you, Yuemin and I won't be jealous. But I'm not trying to discourage you. You, Yuan Jun, definitely have no chance. These two girls are not easy to deal with. We just chatted with them and then others came to deal with us. I think the one who fought with us today is probably from the compound. We will definitely run into them in the future. We have to be careful."

"That's even better!"

Yuan Jun said angrily, "I'll put a kitchen knife in my bag. Next time I see you, I'll chop you into pieces to avenge your broken arm."

Zhong Yuemin felt helpless. This was the trouble maker. His parents were both in prison for reform and learning. There was no one to supervise him, and he couldn't go to class. He spent all day either flirting with women on the street or fighting with people outside. He was uneducated and no different from a gangster or a thug.

"Zheng Tong, Yuan Jun, do you two have any money on you?"

"Where is the money?" Yuan Jun said:

"My pockets are cleaner than my face right now. Even the cost of bandaging your head was advanced by the Revolutionary Committee. Director Wang said it will be deducted from your living expenses next month. What do you want the money for?"

"Well, I want to buy some seeds for flowers and plants!"