Warriors

The time also came to around 07:30 in the morning, and there were more pedestrians on the street.

Simultaneously.

He Peng and the others also chatted and practiced their kung fu, walked all the way, passed through the school gate, and came to the university cafeteria, ready to have some breakfast.

"The owner of the museum said that in addition to drinking medicinal soup, we have to eat meat every day!"

Inside the canteen.

He Peng's pockets were full of hundred-yuan bills, "Junior Brothers, I've invited you for today's meal. One person has two meatloaf, two eggs, and a bowl of meat noodle soup. If you don't have enough, add more!"

"Senior Brother He, I should have invited you for this meal!" Xiong Zi first clasped his fists squarely and gave a respectful salute before speaking.Similarly, they and others also have more or less a dozen dollars in their pockets, all of which were obtained from cults.

Especially not only that, each card has at least six digits!And there are still many antique objects that have not been disposed of, and they are all placed in the martial arts hall now, and they are going to be sold in the next two days.

But no matter what, the food in the cafeteria is quite good for the students, and it is not expensive.He Peng and other big guys can't eat more than a thousand.

"I invite you today!" When He Peng heard that all the juniors were scrambling to pay, he waved his hand, and handed the two red tickets to the master in the cafeteria, showing a heroic look and showing the demeanor of the "third senior brother" !

And the eldest brother is Zhou Xiao from the copy shop, he was the first to enter the martial arts gym.But the office workers Feng Cheng and He Peng entered at the same time, but because of He Peng's young age, they ranked third.

When everyone found out, they didn't have any objections. Anyway, they were all the same as their own family members. They didn't have any idea of ​​intrigue because of the title of senior brother and junior brother.

"Thank you, Third Senior Brother!" Xiong Zi and the others didn't talk nonsense when they saw He Peng's treat.

It's just that the rules of a few people are strict, and the "brother and brother" for a while makes the master who serves the rice a little confused.It even made the students in the cafeteria take a few more glances, thinking that they have read too many martial arts novels, and dare to form cliques in the school so blatantly! '

"Last time, Shao Feng, a sophomore, dragged people in the society to fight, and was expelled from the school, and the whole school reported criticism. I didn't expect that within a few months, someone started to engage in this gang..."

The students generally thought this way, and some of them were going to report to the teacher and make a small report.

However, when they saw that these people were all strong men from the sports department and the leaders of the student union, they didn't have to talk about it, saying that they were just 'joking'.

Although He Peng and the others knew that they would attract people's attention like this, they seemed too "pretentious and awkward" and were out of tune with university life, but the "teacher's rules" could not be messed up!

And what's the shame about 'knowing the rules'?

In particular, my own "immortal hall master" is a person who values ​​etiquette. They are also cited as role models. On weekdays, all the brothers and sisters supervise each other and correct their own mistakes.

Coupled with the fact that they killed someone who 'didn't know the rules' yesterday, it's not difficult to guarantee whether it was a 'warning' given to them by their own museum owner, so that they could 'take warning'! '

"I don't care what the students think, just do my own thing!"I don't live for others..." Xiong Zi thought about it like this, and even set an example, when the food was served, he first signaled Senior Brother He to take a seat.

"Junior Brothers, please be polite." He Peng sat down at the dinner table without hesitation, and then said to Xiong Zi and the others behind him: "Junior Brothers, please!"

"Please!" Disciple Xiong Zi sat down, straightened his body, as if he was eating in the martial arts hall during this holiday, orderly.

"My Cao, this is really happening!" The students in the cafeteria were also stunned watching, thinking that they were 'too into the drama' and 'interesting'.

"I don't know if the director of the Political and Educational Department will disperse and write down the 'Guarantee of Mistake'?" Some students were joking quietly, but they didn't report anything.

And also whispered among the students.When He Peng and the others gathered around a table, eating meat pies with rich fresh soup.

There was a sudden 'tap-tap' footsteps outside the cafeteria, and twenty or so students walked in.And they glanced at it for a while, then walked straight towards He Peng's table.

"He Peng, how are you doing recently?" The first person among the 27 students greeted He Peng with a smile, as if they had known each other for a long time.

It's just that when He Peng saw the people coming, he said "it's not bad", and he didn't want to talk to these people.

Because the twenty or so people who came here were basically the ones who failed to persevere when Zhao Zhou recruited disciples for the first time.

And they originally planned to go to the martial arts gym during the May [-]st holiday, but some of them went home, some of them visited their girlfriends, and they were embarrassed to go alone, so they kept procrastinating until school started now.

However, when they all returned to school yesterday, they also discussed it, and decided to go to Zhao Zhou's place after school at noon, to "plead guilty" or to use other fresh methods.

But one of them saw He Peng at the school gate just now, so he notified everyone, and decided to come here together first to 'explore the wind', and then see how he would behave at noon.

'These people probably saw that I won the first place in the sports meeting, and then they knew that the teacher's words were true.So now they want to contact the owner of the museum through my opening...' He Peng knew it very well, so they would not let them climb up the pole.

After all, even if He Peng led these people over, Zhao Zhou would not agree, it was obviously a thankless task.

And not only that.They also used to laugh at He Peng for "eating and drinking", and the words were a bit unpleasant.

So much so that now that He Peng is successful, it's good not to go to them, so why would he want to talk nonsense with them.

"Dala" sound of bowls and chopsticks, He Peng continued to eat, ignoring the twenty or so people at the table.

'Is this the "deserter?" Xiong Zi and others thought about it, seeing that their senior brother didn't speak, and they knew the rules and didn't get involved in this kind of business, just work together.

But one of the twenty or so people looked at Xiongzi who was eating the meat pie, and said with a smile, "Brother Xiong doesn't say a word? We are in the same class anyway!"

"What are you talking about?" Xiong Zi was called out by name, so he had to answer.

"Tell me..." This person also climbed along the pole, wanting to make Xiongzi say something like a circle of atmosphere.

But before he finished speaking, He Peng put the bowl and chopsticks, and said to this person: "Don't mention this matter."

As He Peng said, he looked at the crowd again, "It's because you didn't persevere, so don't say any more. There is no medicine for regret in this world."

"I can't even help you with a word?" These twenty or so people suddenly lost their temper when they heard He Peng's disrespectful words!

Because for them, it is such an easy thing to ask He Peng to help them go to the martial arts gym to say something nice, and how can it be more difficult than asking immortals and worshiping Buddha now?

"Then Master Zhao has such a good temper, isn't he just talking?" Someone cut 'cut' twice, and he didn't want to talk to He Peng anymore, at worst, he went to the martial arts hall to ask. "That's right, Master Zhao has such a good temper, how could he teach such a violent apprentice like you." Some people shook their heads, walked away, and decided in their hearts that they would never deal with He Peng again.

"It's all from the same school. I don't see you up. Is it necessary?" Some people are working as peacemakers.

"Wait!" But among the crowd, there was an Dongying man who reached out to stop the two of them and asked in awkward Chinese: "Is he... the master you call?"

"Yes." Someone replied, as if he didn't dare to offend the foreign student.

"If I can defeat him, you can practice karate with me!" This Dongying man had heard about some martial arts earlier, and then followed the crowd to watch the excitement.

Of course, with their tiny spirit, they will also challenge this skinny He Peng to promote their karate, the kind that lifts their arms and splits bricks.

wow-

And when He Peng heard that this Dongying man wanted to practice, he leaned over, like a swallow to copy water, and stepped on his knees. He didn't have any nonsense with this Dongying man!

Because the owner of the museum once said that Dongying people are also classified as pests, and it makes sense to kill them when they meet!

At the same time, the Dongying man didn't expect He Peng to strike without saying a word, and before he could react, with a crisp 'click', his thigh bones were crushed under He Peng's force of nearly a thousand catties, and his body slid seven times Eight meters away, 'bang bang' bumped into a row of tables and chairs, and many joints were damaged. He passed out from the pain for a while, and lay on the ground without moving!

It was because He Peng thought that killing someone at school was not good, so he showed mercy a little, otherwise he would have died long ago.

"Killed!" However, when the students in the cafeteria saw such a shocking scene, they suddenly screamed a few times, stood up in fright, and bumped into the tables and chairs in front of them.

"This is a martial arts master?!" The students who saw the deformation of the Dongying people's leg bones even widened their eyes, and sprinted away from their seats, ignoring the soup spilled all over their bodies, and hurried away from the place where the Dongying people were lying. place.