Talented Genius

At this moment, there should be a hero to save the United States. The staged performance is perfect, but in reality, there are so many silly people who are full to trouble themselves.

Especially the arrogant arrogance of the braided youth has already made many people feel jealous.

Even Simon Chong did not look at them, saving the United States, pure nonsense!

Ling Ru angrily stepped forward and shouted, "How do you beat people?"

Before he finished speaking, the braided young man slapped Ling Ruxin two or three meters away, with five red fingerprints on his pretty face.

Ling Ruxin held her aching pretty face, her body trembled: "You bastards!"

The humiliated Ling Ruxin was angry with the other party's arrogance and domineering, and feared that they seemed to have a lot of background, so they could only restrain their companions from coming forward.

She called Dongmenfeng and them.

"A bunch of bitches!"

The young braid sniffed the fragrance of his fingers: "On the face of the face, I am awe-inspiring, but secretly I want to take off my pants and get into my bed..."

He laughed, frivolous and sloppy, unable to conceal the heavy contempt. As soon as he said this, a dozen foreign youths next to him immediately laughed wildly.

"Don't bully people too much."

When Ye Tianlong frowned, a tall boy couldn't help but shouted:

"This is Taicheng."

Hearing this sentence, the young man with braids immediately changed his face and sneered with a fierce light in his eyes. Among his slightly tilted heads, five or six of his companions kicked off the chair.

They targeted the tall boys in the crowd of onlookers, rolled up their sleeves and rushed over like a wolf.

"busy body!"

The tall boy's face changed drastically, but it was too late to turn around.

Just in this gap, five foreign youths pulled him out of the crowd and threw him to the ground.

Raise your foot and kick.

"what--"

The tall boy screamed again and again, and his body was subjected to the stormy beating of the opponent. The remaining **** nature made him pay the price.

"Don't fight, don't fight."

When the tall boy was groaning with fists and feet, several male and female companions approached one after another, saving their companions with a smile:

"Leave him alone."

"Let you go uncle..."

In the end, it made the other person even more fierce, kicking them all to the ground, both men and women made heavy hands, completely ignoring their pleading for mercy.

The four or five men and women who were beaten could not count how many feet they had suffered. They only felt severe pain all over their body, blood was flowing, and their heads began to sink.

"what--"

A dozen girls panicked and screamed, then aggrieved and cried.

The braid youth and others laughed, full of sarcasm.

The slightly **** Saints students were hurt by their laughter, and many people began to assume the posture of spectators that the side was nothing to do with them.

But gradually, their faces became ugly, and it was not only Ling Ruxin who were trampled on, but also their dignity and personality.

Ye Tianlong finished eating the bread, and was about to move forward, but Wu Xinran stretched out his hand to hold it, and he stubbornly held it.

Ye Tianlong whispered: "Don't worry, I can deal with them!"

Wu Xinran didn't respond, but just grabbed Ye Tianlong's sleeves.

"Stop! Stop!"

As the beaten cried and ran into tears and their clothes were ragged, the mood of the surrounding visitors finally changed.

Five or six boys stood up to stop the atrocities committed by foreign youths. It was really a shame to be bullied by a group of foreign youths on their own campus.

"Stop! Stop!"

More spectators stood up and stopped, and several waiters also geared up: "Don't fight, don't fight."

The young man with braids, who was wiping his hands, never expected this to happen. His eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that his authority was being challenged.

He tilted his head slightly, and the rest of his companions rushed up again, pulling out a few boys who were making noises and kicking them.

The scene was in chaos, Ling Ruxin and the others were angry but helpless.

"stop!"

At this moment, another group of people came in. A dozen tall young people squeezed in. Dongmenfeng, Ximenchong and Chen Tianting came.

They quickly isolated the two sides of the fight, but a dozen students of Saints had been beaten with bruised noses and swollen faces. They were frustrated and angry, but helpless.

In terms of physique and skill, they are not foreign youth opponents, and their hearts are not as neat as the other, so they can only hope that they will seek justice at Dongmen Peak.

"Shao Feng!"

Seeing Dongmenfeng and the others showing up, Ling Ruxin immediately shouted, rushing into the man's arms with a grieved face, and then pointed at the braided youth:

"Not only did they steal girls' underwear, they didn't look at you, they also beat me and Lulu, and other classmates."

She accused the braided youth of their crimes: "You must teach them to get justice for us."

"Bastard thing, dare to move my woman, do you want to die?"

Dongmenfeng was furious when he heard it, and then took a few steps forward: "Whoever beats my woman, get out of me, I will kill you."

Ximen Chong and Chen Tianting were also very angry. These guys are too arrogant. If they dare to put them in their eyes, it would be death.

"Dongmen Peak, are you sure you want to kill me?"

The young man with braids walked up from behind, with a slight sneer on his face:

"How are you going to kill me?"

"Mogomari, is it you?"

Seeing the young man with braids, Dong Menfeng's face changed slightly: "You beat Ling Ruxin?"

Ximen Chong and Chen Tianting also frowned, most of their anger disappeared invisibly, obviously they all knew who the braid youth was.

The braided youth is called Mogo Marley. He is an international student from South Africa. He is not only rich or expensive, but also controls the source of international students from South Africa to Saints.

Every year, more than 500 high-priced exchange students from South Africa and students from Taicheng who go to study and settle in South Africa are all introduced by Mogomari.

They also made a lot of money in Dongmenfeng.

Although the two sides rarely communicate with each other on the surface, they are old acquaintances in private, so Ximen feels that things are tricky today.

"Yes, it's me."

Mogo Marley provoked a touch of sneer: "I thought, Feng Shao, you crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and you didn't recognize anyone after collecting expensive tuition."

Dongmenfeng's eyelids jumped, and his face was embarrassed.

Ling Ruxin was startled when she saw this, and then whispered: "Feng Shao——"

"Mogo Marley, although you are the backbone of international students, you can't act recklessly, let alone beat people in public."

Dongmenfeng sternly shouted: "You are illegal, and Ling Ruxin is my woman. If you hit her, then you hit me."

Although Dongmenfeng said aggressively, everyone at the scene could hear that Dongmenfeng was stunned, otherwise he would have kicked the table with his personality.

Ling Ruxin and Lulu were very wronged, but they did not dare to cry.

Wu Xinran's eyes lit up, and a thought-provoking smile passed across her pretty face.

"I'm not a good person, but I'm not an unreasonable person."

Moco Marley said noncommittal: "Young Master Dongmen is the judge of Saints University, so I will let you talk about it today."

"I entertained my friends for lunch today, but before I had two bites, a bunch of girls gathered around and said I was stealing their underwear."

"Is there any mistake, I have a net worth of over 100 million yuan, so I will steal underwear?"

"I ignored them, they were still babbling, and then the young master Dongmen's woman came, and she threatened us to expel the investigation."

"When I got angry, I taught them for you, maybe it was a bit harder, but the sumptuous lunch was disrupted, and it was inevitable to go crazy."

Mogo Marley took a step forward, staring at Dongmen Peak with a grinning smile:

"Master Dongmen, tell me, if I do it, is it too much or not too much?"