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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nHe looked at the three wretched-looking teenagers sitting opposite him.

nAndrew Thought for a moment.

nIn the end, he decided to punish them in the simplest way.

nPA!

nA loud slap spread throughout the entire carriage.

nAndrew had slapped the teenager, directly stunning him.

nHe then pursed his lips.

nThese three fellows actually wanted to step on his sense of superiority? In their dreams!

nHe didn’t care about the backgrounds of these three youths at all.

nHe was already invincible in the ninth grade. Why would he care about the three pieces of trash in front of him?

nSo what if these scumbags were beaten?

nBefore the youth could react, the two friends next to him became angry.

n“What are you doing!”

nOne of the young men protected his companion.

nThe other young man stood up and looked down at Andrew with an arrogant attitude.

n“We are Stanford University students. Aren’t you afraid of getting into trouble?”

nWhen the young man and Andrew looked at each other, he saw his sharp eyes. The young man suddenly shivered and felt a little guilty.

nBut on the surface, he still had to pretend to be high and mighty.

nAfter all, the students of Stanford University had a very noble identity.

nAndrew glanced at them.

nPfft…

nAndrew couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

n“Stanford University? That’s it?

n“The three of you seem to be only first-grade, right? How could Stanford University have such trash students like you?”

nAfter being slapped by Andrew, the youth who stood up snorted coldly.

n“Trash? You better understand who you’re talking to.

n“The three of us just turned eighteen this year and have already reached first grade. Stanford University especially recruited the three of us. Do you know what the enrollment ratio is? Out of the tens of thousands of examinees in the entire San Francisco city, only a few of us were recruited in the end.

n“Do you still think I’m weak?”

nAfter the youth finished speaking, Andrew didn’t waste any more time with them and slapped the youth’s face again.

nPA!

nA loud slap resounded throughout the workshop.

n“Only reaching first grade at the age of 18. How can trash like you be qualified to enter our Stanford University?”

nThe only youth who wasn’t hit was stunned.

nWhat did he mean by…

nYour Stanford University?

nThis handsome-looking man in front of him was from Stanford University?

nThe youth was instantly dumbfounded.

nHe felt that he needed to clear his head.

nThis young man whom he had met by accident, who was about the same age as them, was actually a student from Stanford University?

nCould he be a senior?

nHe looked at his two companions. They were already stunned by the beating.

nTo be able to beat his companions so easily, he was indeed a senior from Stanford University!

nNo wonder he was so strong!

nSince that was the case, the youth felt that he should be more polite.

n“Hello, Senior!”

nPA!

nAnother slap sounded!

nThe last youth had also received a slap.

n“Don’t shout here. You bunch of trash, you were only specially recruited and are not considered official students of Stanford University yet. You don’t have the right to call me Senior.

n“And don’t use the name of Stanford University every day to fool people and embarrass our school!

n“And all three of you are from San Francisco. Why did you come to Boston to take the train? Are you crazy?”

nAfter the slap and the harsh words, Andrew felt much more relaxed.

nHe leaned back in his chair and played with his phone.

nSuddenly, he received a text message from Annie.

n“Have you set off?”

n“I’ve set off. I’ll be there tomorrow morning.”

n“Hehe, okay. I’ll pick you up at the station then.”

nAnnie’s joy could be felt from between the lines.

nAfter about a minute, two police officers of the train walked over.

nThese two police officers were both martial artists. They were burly and looked strong. In addition to their imposing manner, they sounded oppressive when they spoke.

n“What happened?”

nHalf of these youths’ faces were swollen, and there were obvious palm prints. They had obviously just been beaten up.

nOne of the young men was about to speak, but the companion beside him covered his mouth.

n“Sir, the three of us are together. We just sparred and accidentally injured each other.

n“It’s just the three of us. It has nothing to do with the others.”

nThe guard frowned. He looked at the passengers nearby, and his expression became a little strange.

nThey came here because they saw the surveillance cameras in the carriage.

nThey had already seen what had happened here.

nThese three teenagers actually said that Andrew had nothing to do with it, which made the guard feel a little strange.

nHowever, since the person involved didn’t care, the police couldn’t be bothered to meddle in other people’s businesses.

nHe fiercely looked at the three young men and sternly said, “Spar outside. Don’t cause trouble in the carriage, or I’ll kick you out!”

nThe three youths nodded obediently.

nAfter the police left, one of the youths immediately moved to Andrew’s side.

n“Hello, Senior. Are you a student at Stanford University?”

nAndrew gave him a sideways glance.

nThese guys were annoying like a fly.

nBut their attitude was not bad, so Andrew nodded silently.

nA hint of joy appeared in the teenager’s eyes.

nAn expert!

nDefinitely an expert!

nOnly an expert would be so cold!

n“Senior, my name is Bruce. I was specially recruited here from San Francisco. Senior, where are you from? What grade are you in?”

nWhile Bruce said a bunch of nonsense, Andrew’s gaze was focused on the phone, not even looking at him.

nHe really couldn’t be bothered with these guys.

nWhen the three youths saw that Andrew was ignoring them, they gathered together and whispered. They became even more excited.

nThe eyes of the beautiful twins next to them were also burning with passion.

nThey became interested in Andrew.

nEspecially the beautiful girl sitting next to Andrew. It was unknown whether she did it on purpose or not, but when she got closer to Andrew, her fair thighs almost touched Andrew’s.

n“Handsome, the two of us also go to Stanford University, but we don’t practice martial arts. We study culture.

n“But since we’re both in the same school, can we leave our contact details?”

nAs she spoke, the beautiful woman took out her phone.

n“Eh?”

nAndrew snorted in confusion.

nHe turned the phone around and looked at it.

nThen, he said to himself, “This phone, why is it suddenly out of battery? I can’t even turn it on?”

nThe two beautiful women were stunned.

nThe three youths were also stunned.

nExperts were different!

nThe excuses they came up with were all different!

nBut the train had a socket. The senior’s phone was connected to a charging cable, and the other end was plugged in.

nHow could it be out of battery?

nWho would believe it!

nThe carriage fell into silence.

nThe three youths played cards together while the two beauties chatted.

nOnly Andrew, alone, was very bored.

nAfter a while, he took out his phone and played with it. The signal was not very good on the train.

n“Sigh…”

nAndrew sighed.

nIf he had known earlier, he would not have been so cold. He might have been able to play cards together.

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