After wearing the book, every day is a Shura field

The old abandoned campus is extremely quiet, with dead leaves all over the ground, the dark gray cement floor has been cracked into lumps after a long time, and the dark green wall is tattered, exposing the red bricks behind it.

No one was shoveling the snow, and the road had already been covered with a thin layer of ice, which creaked when stepped on.

A group of people walked by, and the ground creaked non-stop.

The weather in winter is foggy, with some snowflakes from time to time, and it is cold without wind.

Willing to put the drink bag on a window sill, then rolled up his collar, and let out a breath of steam with his hands in his hands. The temperature is not low today, so solve it as soon as possible.

He followed Qi Feiyu closely, passed through the teaching building, and stepped into the lecture hall of the old campus.

This place is more remote than the parking lot. Once the anti-theft door is closed, no one can hear you shouting inside. It's really a good place to do things.

I am happy to raise my eyebrows and move my body while walking.

The original owner's body lacked exercise and was extremely weak. The last time he beat Qi Feiyu and a few people, he almost lost his waist. Every time he struck, he had to warm up.

Qi Feiyu stopped in the middle of the classroom, with his back to Lele and facing the stepped desks.

Le Yue didn't know what he was trying to trick, so he stopped.

There was silence for about half a minute.

Qi Feiyu turned around and said, "I originally regarded you as a brother from the bottom of my heart."

Happy didn't answer, and said in his heart, I believe you are a ghost.

He continued: "I treat you like a brother, but you want to fuck/me."

I wish I could pretend I didn't hear this, and said, "Pay attention to your wording, I'm not interested in you."

Qi Feiyu's face immediately became angry, and he was angry and anxious: "What the hell are you talking about! I didn't mean that!"

He was willing to spread his hands and signaled him to continue.

Qi Feiyu changed his expression, let out a triumphant laugh, and then clapped his hands three times, as if hinting at something.

willing:"?"

What is this thing going to do?

In the next second, he understood what kind of plane Qi Feiyu was secretly planning.

The curtains in the four directions of the lecture hall were pulled open, and a few young men stood out from the corners. All of them were strong. They were wearing tight short-sleeved clothes in the cold and snowy winter. Qinglong and Youbaihu, at first glance, they are fringe people in the chaotic society.

He hooked the corner of his mouth willingly and clearly, it turned out that Qi Feiyu was thinking of this.

He looked straight at them without showing any timidity, and asked, "One on one, or?"

Qi Feiyu laughed strangely, "One on one? You think this is a competition."

This pleasure is not only as useless as that person said, but also a fucking idiot, one-on-one, thanks to him being able to say it.

Those young people gathered around, one of them flexed his knuckles, and every movement made his knuckles make a "click" sound, which was quite threatening.

All of them had fierce eyes, if they were really the original owners, they might be bluffed.

Lean stared at them blankly, and wanted to shake his head. What's the use of having such big chest muscles? Fighting uses strength and speed.

Qi Feiyu's proud chin almost went up to the sky.

He retreated to the door and said: "Brothers, I will leave this kid to you. Teach him a good lesson so that he will have a long memory. In the evening, I will invite a few brothers to drink together."

The young man in the lead nodded in agreement with a cigarette in his mouth. His expression was full of bullshit, and he was happy to see it.

Qi Feiyu glanced at Le Yue again, and sneered, "Heh", "This is the end of offending me, you will regret offending me."

After saying that, he walked outside the door, and with a bang, closed the anti-theft iron door of the lecture hall.

Le Yue's eyes slowly passed over several young people. They were not only taller than him, but also stronger than him. From the perspective of a normal person, he really couldn't beat him.

He asked calmly, "Do you like to slap your face?"

Several young people all looked puzzled, and they all froze for a while, and one of them smiled and said: "Little brother, even if you beg for mercy now, it's too late, we like to slap faces, especially if you have a pretty face. "

Immediately, the young man with a cigarette flicked the ashes with his index finger, said "Tsk", and said, "What nonsense are you talking to him?"

After speaking, he gave a hands-on instruction.

Happy sighed, "Then don't blame me for bullying you."

The youths looked at each other, raised their hammer-like fists, and slammed them at Le Yue.

Lean closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already full of sharpness.

Qi Feiyu sat on the stone steps outside the lecture hall, leaning against the guardrail to light a cigarette, but the lighter was not very effective and failed to light it several times.

He was throwing it out angrily, but it landed at a person's feet.

Qi Feiyu raised his head, his eyes widened suddenly when he saw the most unlikely person to appear here.

Lin Fengcheng dragged his helmet with one hand, tugged at his collar with the other, and asked, "What are you doing sitting here?"

Overwhelmed by surprise, the cigarette in Qi Feiyu's mouth "slapped" to the ground.

He looked at Lin Fengcheng in shock, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Lin Fengcheng stared at his sudden change of expression, and said, "Where am I going, there is no need to report to you."

After a second pause, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Right, cousin."

Hearing this, Qi Feiyu lowered his brows and eyes in vain, and stared at Lin Fengcheng fiercely, gasping for breath.

The fact that Lin Fengcheng is his cousin is little known, and besides, Lin Fengcheng has always looked down on him, his eyeballs are the same as those on his forehead, and he never looks at him directly, but it is no good to call him "cousin". It's not that the Lin family is rich, so who would still associate with his family.

Qi Feiyu clenched his back teeth secretly, and said in his heart, why is he so unlucky today to meet Lin Fengcheng, the idiot god of plague, here.

Lin Fengcheng didn't even look at him, and went straight past him, about to open the door of the lecture hall behind him.

"Don't open!"

Qi Feiyu yelled and stopped in front of him.

Lin Fengcheng stood still, frowning slightly, looking unhappy.

Qi Feiyu quickly explained: "My friend is inside, you can't disturb him."

Lin Fengcheng obviously didn't believe it, and said sharply: "Your friend is inside, but you are outside, so what is he doing inside?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

After Qi Feiyu said this, he straightened his neck, and looked back at Lin Fengcheng very stiffly, with a look of contempt, but if you look carefully, you will find that he is just bluffing.

Lin Fengcheng looked at him without saying a word, his expression was strangely calm, especially like the tranquility when a storm is approaching.

Qi Feiyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his back felt cold for a while, he took a half step back, fearing that Lin Fengcheng's temper would smash his helmet on his head.

At this time, there was a muffled sound in the lecture hall, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

蔺风城拖了下头盔，腾出手把皮手套摘了，舒展一番手掌，很像要动手揍人的样子。

Qi Feiyu was terrified to death after being punched by him.

He was scared right then, and hurriedly said, "He's inside...inside..."

He couldn't give a reasonable reason for a long time, Lin Fengcheng was silent for a moment, too lazy to listen to his explanation, he pushed him aside, raised his slender legs, and was about to kick the door open.

The four sides of the anti-theft door are corroded by rust spots, and it is afraid that it will collapse on the spot with a little gravity.

Unexpectedly, the anti-theft door was suddenly pushed open from the inside out.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fengcheng almost kicked the ground and fell flying.

He hurriedly grabbed the iron guardrail of the stairs, barely able to stabilize his embarrassing posture.

But the helmet held by his arm was not so lucky. With the inertia of his movements, it flew out and hit the big podium of the lecture hall with a "squeak".

The visor of the helmet fell apart on the spot.

Lin Fengcheng: "..."

Lin Fengcheng stared fiercely at the perpetrator, but met a pair of clear amber eyes.