The female president's immortal warrior king

Chapter 92
Having figured it out, Ye Feng's gaze at Su Ke'er became softer.

What a poor girl.

As expected of a first-time brother.

Doesn't he know that most of the feelings start from dependence?

Hey.

Tell a novice that he won't understand it.

The bridge is naturally straight to the bow.

When he got there, he would naturally know.

Don't blame me for being evil, just blame you for being ignorant.

"Ker, let's go, let's go eat."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand to hold Su Ke'er's plain hand, and walked towards the school gate.

"Ker, what's the matter with you, let's go."

After walking a few steps, seeing that Su Ke'er did not catch up, Ye Feng turned to look at Su Ke'er in confusion, and said.

"Brother Ye...Brother Ye, I...I am...I invite you to the cafeteria to eat...food."

Facing Ye Feng's gaze, Su Ke'er had a panicked expression on her face, and said in a low voice.

"Let's go, you don't need to pay, I will pay."

After the words fell, before Su Ke'er could continue to say anything, Ye Feng pulled Su Ke'er and left quickly.

"Ye... Brother Ye, you...you are so kind to me."

Su Ke'er muttered softly, and she looked at Ye Feng with a more affectionate gaze, just like looking at a lover.

A few minutes later, Ye Feng and Su Ke'er walked out of the school gate.

They walked a few steps towards the road not far away before they were stopped by a young man in gorgeous clothes with a gloomy face.

This young man is none other than Zhang Meng.

Last time in the auditorium, he was beaten up by Ye Feng, but he still held grudges.

No, as soon as he got the news that Ye Feng was coming to Pingcheng University, he immediately waited at the school gate.

This is also the case, and there is the present scene.

With the lessons learned from the lecture theater last time, Zhang Meng certainly knows how powerful Ye Feng is.

Knowing this, he still blocked Ye Feng's way, because he paid a lot of money to hire strong support.

"It's you, the lesson from last time, isn't it enough, you want to taste it again."

Seeing Zhang Meng in front of him, Ye Feng was taken aback for a moment, then turned cold and mocked.

This kid really remembers eating but not beating.

Su Ke'er, who was held by Ye Feng, looked at the other person with disgust. It was this bastard. If Brother Ye hadn't appeared in time last time, she would have been harmed by Zhang Meng.

"Hmph, Ye Feng, don't be too arrogant. This time, I hired someone."

With a snort, Zhang Meng waved his hand, and eight gangster-like men appeared from around, surrounding Ye Feng and Su Keren.

They all hold steel pipes in their hands.

If there is a big disagreement, there is a tendency to do it.

What happened here naturally attracted the attention of the people around.

They all stopped to watch, as if they were people eating melons, their eyes were full of the light of watching a play.

It is a traditional virtue that has nothing to do with oneself, and it is a traditional virtue, and the people of the country show it to the extreme.

It's them

Looking at the eight gangsters surrounding him and Su Keren, Ye Feng couldn't help laughing, because these eight people are acquaintances, isn't it the time when he, Wan Qianhan and Su Keren finished eating at the 'Shengsheng Chinese Restaurant'? Rice, eight Huo brothers blocking the road.

It was also because of the defeat of Brother Huo and the eight members that Ji Ming later attacked him in the dispatch department.

"Last time, I let you go, you still dare to come, you don't want to live anymore, don't you?"

Ye Feng stared directly at Brother Huo, and his voice was like a cold current, even more like air-conditioning from Jiuyou Purgatory, it was so cold that it made people shiver, as if the soul was about to be frozen.

The coldness is only second, the most important thing is the endless murderous aura contained in it.

Sweeping the world, shaking the universe.

"It's...it's you."

Hearing this familiar voice, Brother Huo, who raised his head and pointed his nostrils at the person, changed his expression, and a unease flashed in his eyes. After looking carefully, he was sure that it was the person he was thinking of.

The whole person withered immediately, like an eggplant that had been beaten by Shuang.

His face was ashen, and he cursed in his heart: I'm fucking lucky, I can recite a little more, it's not good to meet anyone, but I just met this big killer.

Brother Huo is very clear about Ye Feng's combat power.

Last time, seven of his subordinates were knocked to the ground in two or three blows, comparable to gods.

At this moment, Brother Huo regretted it even more in his heart. Before coming, he should have seen the photo of the person he was going to deal with.

Otherwise, it will not fall into the pit.

While regretting, Brother Huo looked at Zhang Meng, wanting to breathe fire even more.

All of this is this kid's fault.

No matter what, Ye Feng had to be stabilized first, and he couldn't get mad, otherwise, his subordinates would have to go to the hospital again.

Not only did Brother Huo's face change, but so did the faces of the other seven people, their eyes filled with fear.

Compared to Brother Huo, his feelings are more profound.

Last time, how should I put it, brother Huo was not beaten, they were indeed beaten.

There is a huge difference between being beaten and not being beaten.

"It turned out to be Master Ye. This is really flooding the Dragon King Temple. One family, I don't know one family anymore."

As soon as Brother Huo said this, Zhang Meng, who was standing by the side waiting for Ye Feng to be cleaned up, froze, and the smile froze on his face, as ugly as he said he was.

What the hell is going on, the painting style is a bit wrong, and it's really wrong.

Not only Zhang Meng was dumbfounded, but also the onlookers who were eating melons.

There's something wrong with this plot, shouldn't Brother Huo and others besiege and attack, Ye Feng was beaten up, and Su Ke'er was forcibly taken away.

What happened next made their eyes even wider, like two lanterns, still shining with unbelievable light.

"He, I don't like it. If I am satisfied with what I did, you can leave, otherwise..."

What Ye Feng said later, although he didn't say it out, was very simple and everyone could understand it.

"fine……"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Brother Huo and his seven subordinates all heaved a sigh of relief, their trembling bodies calmed down, their slowly moving eyes shone with cruel and bloodthirsty light.

"Brothers, hit me, hit me to death."

Following Brother Huo's words, the seven subordinates swarmed towards Zhang who was still in a daze, and started punching and kicking.

Zhang Meng's miserable cry sounded continuously.

"Ye... Brother Ye, forget it... forget it."

Seeing the screams and blood flowing from the beating of the seven gangsters, Su Ke'er showed a look of unbearable expression, she pulled Ye Feng's clothes with her hand, and said in a low voice.

"Stop."

Hearing Su Ke'er's words, Ye Feng secretly sighed in his heart, and stopped him.

"Stop it, stop it, stop it."

Ye Feng opened his mouth. Brother Huo had no reason to ignore it. He hurriedly stepped forward, pulled his seven subordinates away, and took a look. In front of him, he licked his face and said, "Master Ye, look..."

(End of this chapter)