Under the dim street lamps.

"He's just one person, and the five of you don't even dare to make a move?"

Hu Xiaoxiao split his head and covered his face, "Even if you resist, it's fine, you scumbags actually knelt down without even saying a word!"

Lu Qingchun, who was walking in front, had a gloomy face, and finally couldn't help but turn around and roar at her: "Shut the fuck up for me!"

Hu Xiaoxiao screamed: "What are you doing at me? Now your legs are not weak?"

"Why don't you go to that Qin Feng if you're so capable?"

"Get out of here!"

Lu Qingchun didn't look at her, and shook his hand at her in annoyance.

"Okay, you, when you were good with me, you listened to me for everything, and now it's only been a long time, driving me like a fly, what do you think of me?"

"Don't regret it!"

Hu Xiaoxiao glared at Lu Qingchun, seeing that he was still unmoved, he finally cried, pointed at Lu Qingchun and a few people, and said hatefully: "You men don't have a good thing!"

After speaking, he pulled his sister to the side as if she had lost her soul, and left without looking back.

"Boss...."

Guo Zhaozhong opened his mouth.

"Let her go!" Lu Qingchun glanced at him coldly, and then raised his feet in the opposite direction of Hu Xiaoxiao and left.

Guo Zhaozhong looked at each other, and finally followed, and the group disappeared into the night.

Nothing happened in the next few days, Qin Feng went to and from school comfortably, and no one dared to come to his stubble, during which he received a few anonymous love letters, Qin Feng didn't care, and threw them into the trash without even looking at them.

The first week of Qin Feng's new semester passed so calmly.

......

Twin Hills Villas.

A burly foreigner was pushing a wheelchair to the front of the villa of the richest man Zhang, with curly blond hair, a pair of black-rimmed glasses hanging from the bridge of his high nose, and an inexplicable glint in his royal blue eyes.

The other man behind him was a bald man, also a foreigner, who was taller than the blonde foreigner, a head taller than the former, and at least more than two meters tall.

His knotted muscles were filled with explosive power with his gestures, like a humanoid tank.

In the wheelchair sat a man with his head tilted and his limbs twitching, his eyes were dilated, and the corners of his mouth were still drooling, soaking a large piece of clothing on his chest.

The person in the wheelchair was none other than William, Lin Yueyue's foreign ex-boyfriend.

Zhong Lao looked like he was facing a great enemy, and all the internal forces in his body were ready to be released in the meridians in his body, and his eyes were fixed on the bald head following the blonde foreigner.

The door of the villa opened at this time, and Zhang Shoufu walked out of it, patted Zhong Lao's shoulder to signal him to be calm, and then looked at the three foreigners, and said with a light smile: "Mr. Jason came from thousands of miles away from the United States, and Zhang Mou is far away." ”

The blonde foreigner who was called Jason by Zhang Shoufu gracefully saluted Zhang Shoufu and said in extremely standard Chinese: "I believe that my son was beaten stupidly in Lanqing City next door to you, Mr. Zhang should also have heard about it, and this time I came specially for this matter." ”

"Oh?" Zhang Shoufu pretended to be surprised and said, "Since it happened in Lanqing City, what are you doing in Lihang City to find Zhang?"

Jason narrowed his eyes and said, "I've already checked over there, the murderer is a native of your Lihang City, his name is Qin Feng, and he is sixteen years old this year!"

Zhang Shoufu and Zhong Lao were both shocked, glanced at each other, and both saw the stunned in their eyes.

How could this matter have anything to do with him?

"Lihang City is Mr. Zhang's territory, and I came here this time to ask Mr. Zhang to help me find this person. "A thousand books

Jason took out a handkerchief and wiped William's saliva, and said in a slow voice.

"What if I don't agree?"

Zhang Shoufu looked at Jason indifferently.

Jason gestured to the bald head behind him, and the bald head immediately took two steps forward, and his body was spewing with a terrifying momentum.

Jason smiled, but his eyes were at Zhong Lao next to Zhang Shoufu, "I have long heard that Mr. Zhang is following a martial arts master, and this friend of mine has itchy hands for a while, and plans to have a discussion with him." ”

This is a blatant provocation, Zhang Shoufu's face sank, and his eyes consulted Zhong Lao.

Zhong Lao's face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "It's hard to say, I won't know until I fight." ”

Zhang Shoufu nodded lightly, in fact, he was already surprised, Zhong Lao had broken the bottleneck of his stagnation for many years a few days ago, and entered the realm of internal strength, how much did his strength double, and now in the face of a little-known foreigner, he would actually say that he only knew after fighting, how could this not surprise Zhang Shoufu?

Jason gently pushed the wheelchair away, and let the grass in front of the villa out, at this time only the bald head was left on the grass, he still didn't say a word, just stood there alone, and had the momentum of a husband and a man.

Zhong Lao didn't talk nonsense, his figure flashed, his toes tapped twice on the steps, and his whole body flew away in the air as if it had no weight, and his right hand was like an eagle's claw, straight to the throat of the bald bodyguard.

A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the bald bodyguard, the palm of his left hand was stretched out in front of him, the palm was towards Zhong Lao, who was flying forward, his right hand was gaining momentum, clenching his fist, and punching Zhong Lao with a devastating momentum.

Zhong Lao was taken aback, so he had to give up his original idea, clenched his claws into a fist, and went straight to the bald fist.

The two figures were separated by a touch, and Zhong Lao's whole person was knocked out by the bald fist, and the turf on the ground flew up and down, and two grooves were drawn by Zhong Lao's feet.

"Old Bell!"

Zhang Shoufu's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but scream.

The bald head still maintained the posture of punching, Zhong Lao slid out more than ten meters away to stabilize his body, his face turned red, his right hand couldn't help but cover his chest, and then a mouthful of pus blood spurted out.

Zhang Shoufu walked quickly to Zhong Lao's side, then stretched out his hand to support him, and asked with concern, "How is the injury?"

Zhong Lao's eyes were full of horror, he coughed, and muttered, "I didn't feel the slightest internal force in him...."

Ignoring the injuries on his body, Zhong Lao grabbed Zhang Shoufu's arm as if he had seen a ghost, and said in a trembling voice: "He is sanctified in the flesh! He is sanctified in the flesh like the golden body of the Arhat of the Buddhist family!"

With the assistance of Qin Feng's two Purple Pole Pills, Zhong Lao entered the long-awaited realm of internal strength, and he was considered a master in the martial arts world of Huaguo, but unexpectedly, he was beaten by a foreigner with just one punch, and his internal organs were poured back, causing him to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

Zhang Shoufu has been with Zhong Lao for more than 20 years, and he has never seen him lose his temper so much, and now he was actually injured by a punch, as his greatest confidence, how can this make Zhang Shoufu not panic?

That foreigner wants to kill himself now, isn't it the same as that Qin Feng, it is easier than crushing an ant to death?

Zhang Shoufu raised his head, looked at the bald head with fear, and shouted at Jason who was not far away: "What do you want?"

Jason pushed the wheelchair and walked over slowly, still with a smile on his face, and said gently: "Please Mr. Zhang help me find out that Qin Feng, I will wait for him in the gymnasium in the city center in two days, if I can't see his people by then, then I will come to visit Mr. Zhang again!"

Looking at Jason's distant back, Zhang Shoufu's face was calm, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhong Lao's face turned pale, and he asked tentatively, "Do you want to inform that person?"

Zhang Shoufu pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, "The person they are looking for is Qin Feng after all, there is no need for us to prevent disasters for him, just let them fight to the death." ”

"But I still have to remind him, lest he be accused of knowing and not reporting and making him find us bad luck afterwards. ”

Zhong Lao nodded, coughed and planned to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Shoufu.

"You're wounded, so let's arrange for someone else to go. ”

Zhong Lao shook his head and said, "I'm more familiar with him, and if I go in person, it will be more sincere." ”

Zhang Shoufu sighed and waved his hand at Zhong Lao, while he stood in place, looking at the scenery under the mountain, stunned.