Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 845 845: Hysteria
He watched the person who came straight down from the third floor, tracing an arc in the air, crossing over ten meters of the hillside, directly walking from the teaching building to the sports field.
Just like actors under heavy pressure in TV dramas, do they still have tickets?
All his mothers are human! Who can be like him on the third floor? This is a Fairy!
Looking back at Song Nanfu, he seemed unresponsive to the previous experience. At this moment, he only felt his face burning hot.
In his view, all eyes looking at him were because of the hysterical sound he made just now.
Just like that! The school knows all about this!
Song Nanfu thought like this, but he didn't understand why. To everyone's eyes, he was so close to Ye Fengsheng, causing a misunderstanding, he felt as if he had fallen for Ye Fengsheng all the way.
"Brother Ye, Brother Ye saved me." Finally, Xu Le rushed to Ye Fengsheng's side, the people beside him still so dull.
No problem. When the students around reacted, Leader Wang Qun in the cinema grabbed Xu's clothes, his eyes immediately pulling him back. He didn't want to appear suddenly, grabbed his wrist.
Once again, a familiar sense of danger surrounded his whole body, Wang Qun's face immediately changed. He wanted to smile and withdraw his hand, but the strength in his wrist was like a pair of pliers, he couldn't escape.
His face looked uncomfortable, like there was a dead person at home. Wang Qun said: "Friend, you're here again. Are you protecting Xu Cinema today?"
Ye Feng didn't reply, instead increasing the strength in his hand.
Wang Qun immediately cried out: "No, no, no, brother, no."
The same pain immediately scared his bones softly, if Ye Fengsheng wasn't still holding his wrist, he feared he'd already been paralyzed, weakly kneeling there begging for mercy.
In this situation, Wang Qun felt particularly weak: "Brother, brother, I want to joke with Xu Le, you don't do this, give me a break, give me a rest."
Ye Fengsheng looked at him and softly said: "Last time I let you go, I seem to not remember the lesson."
"Remember! I remember!" Wang Qun immediately answered: "I was just joking with Xu Le. Unexpectedly, you all were shocked. Sorry, sorry."
This ordinary voice was finally humiliated by Ye Fengsheng's voice. He was Wang Qun, warning: "Don't do it next time."
Wang Qun immediately said: "Of course! Of course!"
Throughout the entire process, ten students dared not say a word. They jumped from the third floor to Ye Fengsheng's face. They were afraid of slipping away in the air. They dared to speak everywhere. If Wang Qun's Ye Fengsheng voice had not been caught and disappeared now, they wouldn't have photographed it. How could they bump into such a big gap themselves?
Ye Fengsheng turned around and looked at Xu Le. His eyes were filled with helplessness. He never thought his brother was so useless, frightened by a group of students.
"You really affected my wanderings in the jianghu!"
Xu Le more helplessly complained: "I taught you two hands yesterday, you taught me, now I'm stuck, are you blaming me?"
Aside from the black lines, Ye Fengsheng didn't even want to know who blocked Xu Le, not blaming Xu Le himself, it's just who.
Of course, saying it that way would hurt people, Ye Fengsheng changed his mind: "I need to take some time to talk to Xu Bo, see what he thinks."
Xu Ledong laughed spontaneously: "Thank you, Brother Ye!"
Only Song Nanfu slowly, behind them, his face became complex.
Originally, I should have let myself out to play in the afternoon, then find a chance to express myself, why now, suddenly inserting into every Xu Cinema?
And to look at such Xu Cinema, he doesn't seem ready to leave yet?
How do we go? If he doesn't leave, can't the things he wants to arrange all be interrupted?
More importantly, Phoenix Tea didn't give himself an answer.
Don't let the little boy behind kick Xu Cinema.
When Xu Le has time, what he walks down with are very quiet and complaining eyes, just like the heroine in "Three Dawn". He was scared immediately. Then he reacted quickly, immediately bidding farewell to Ye Feng. Then he jumped into the teaching building.
He didn't dare offend South Fu Song's Devil.
"Ye Feng's voice!"
Once Xu Le left, Song Nanfu grabbed Ye Fengsheng's arm and asked seriously: "Have you answered me?"
A little slow to react. Ye Fengsheng asked: "What answer?"
"You!"
Song Nanfu's face turned red with shame, he didn't expect Ye Fengsheng to be so shameless. Two minutes later, he must have forgotten!
"Do you have it?"
On the other hand, Wang Qun felt satisfied about his depressed feelings, especially embarrassed. He knew he must have been humiliated by the kind of begging for mercy behavior just now, but he couldn't help it. He knew what role Ye Fengsheng played.
Even if Master Ma's seven tigers had experienced a hundred battles, he's not a match for him. How could he beat him at his level?
Speaking, before his group of brothers were bullying Xu Le together, of course no problem, to see Ye Fengsheng's great role, trying to give them a hand, it's really difficult, really started, estimated to be his own side's loss!
"Wang Qun?"
Suddenly, there's a voice behind him. Wang Qun paused. The bully saw a cigarette with a parabolic fine sheet. He subconsciously reached out and frowned.
Zhou Zheming from class seven, also a well-known figure in the school, excellent grades, transferred as basketball team captain. Around him are many beautiful women. I heard that his background behind was too big. Even Qi Hu was afraid of him for several minutes at first, enduring time after time.
In the past, these people only despised working with their illegitimate children. How could they voluntarily find themselves today?
Zhou Zheming pointed the cigarette at his mouth, handed the lighter to Wang Qun, letting him light the cigarette butt, deeply taking the smoke into his lungs, asked: "What's the start of this?"
Finally, understanding this person's intention, Wang Qun self-mockingly said: "Xu Lejia's bodyguard, called Phoenix Tea, beat Qi Hu two days ago, then Qi Biao..."
"Yes, I understood."
Zhou Zheming listened to this, squatted, patted his shoulder. Later, I'm going to see him. Do you want to go with me?"
Meeting Zhou Zheming's eighteenth-generation ancestor in his heart, Wang Qun quietly rejected: "Forget it, don't go."
Zhou Zheming didn't insist, so he directly stood up and left.
Obviously, if it weren't for this information, he wouldn't lower himself to associate with people like Wang Qun.
"Stupid crowd!"
Wang Qun regretted his own undervalue among them. Of course, at this moment, he also wanted to know how Zhou Zheming knew Ye Fengsheng kicked Emperor's Ma Sanda on the ground, standing here, how he lost his color.
Zhou Zheming only knows Ye Fengsheng is a bodyguard, at the same time playing Seven Tigers. As for other news, because he's proud, he doesn't care at all. Of course, he doesn't need to care. What does he care about a bodyguard?
Similarly, he's very angry. As Prince Zhou, he was beaten by a bodyguard. If this matter spreads out, he doesn't know which friends are going to laugh.
"Speaking of black sun, if you want to help me work, help me do..."
Don't rush to the phone before saying finish, Zhou Zheming took a deep breath, calming the anger in his heart.
"Calm down! Anxious people can't accomplish great things!"
He said to himself, closing his eyes, feeling the tranquility of the air. He couldn't help but say: "Only in the garbage world can we stand well."
No matter whether the world has garbage or not, Phoenix Tea's voice was unclear. At this moment, his face was tense like a poker card. He looked at the horror film on the screen in front of him, no half of wood.