Seeing Wan Cong's appearance, two words popped up in Ma Fei's mind for the first time - owed!

It is not difficult to see from this kid's speech and demeanor that he is a typical paranoid personality, presumably because he lacked family care since he was a child, and he was distorted by the wrong view of money when he grew up, which created his style of doing whatever he wants and having no fear.

Violent means destroyed the handful of roses, Wan Cong smiled evilly, and walked straight in the direction of Song Jiaxin.

Ma Fei subconsciously wanted to protect her, and stepped forward to block her.

Wan Congwei laughed, raised his hand and pointed at Ma Fei: "If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

Ma Fei couldn't cry or laugh: "Little brat, what do you want to do?"

"Damn!" Wan Cong obviously tabooed this title, and after a scolding, he raised his foot and kicked at the horse.

Twenty years of Jeet Kune Do cultivation, Ma Fei didn't care about the number of ways he fought in the market, and was ready to counteract at the last moment.

But in the eyes of Song Jiaxin behind him, he is more like a slow reaction and a half-beat performance.

"Be careful!" With a clear drink, she raised her hand to push Ma Fei away, stepped forward and pushed Wan Cong's raised right leg up with one hand, and at the same time lunge up, and the other hand firmly pushed Wan Cong's chest.

These two forces acted at the same time, and Wan Cong naturally lost his balance, and fell to the ground with a sigh.

This scene happened very quickly, not only caught Wan Cong off guard, but also surprised Ma Fei: What is the situation? Dare to love this quiet and gentle Teacher Song, who is actually a practitioner?

Wan Cong fell to the ground solidly, but he didn't get up immediately, but laughed.

Song Jiaxin glared at him with disgust: "Wan Cong, you don't have to convulsions here, be careful that I call the police to arrest you!"

"Call the police, arrest me, haha......" Wan Congwei stood up with a smile, his fingers reaching out to his mouth and whistling sharply.

Soon, seven or eight figures wearing masks and holding sticks appeared at both ends of the alley, surrounding Ma Fei and Song Jiaxin.

Ma Fei's heart tightened: Is this kid here to block the road to confess or to rob? After calling so many people to wait here in advance, what if Teacher Song comes back alone today?

Although Song Jiaxin seems to know a little kung fu, she is a girl after all, how can she be the opponent of so many people?

Could it be that Wan Cong, this kid, plans to use the strong one, what will he give her to that again?

Thinking of this, Ma Fei was angry and reminded: "Teacher Song, be careful, these people are handed over to me, you hide from it!"

Song Jiaxin vigilantly observed the situation, but did not retreat in the slightest, quietly took off the high heels that were in the way, and responded: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to drag you down......"

"What a pair of affectionate mandarin ducks, what, is this a life-and-death farewell?" Wan Cong couldn't help but sneer, and said with a smile, "Don't get me wrong, these are my friends, I heard that I am coming to invite Teacher Song for a drink, and they also want to come and have a good time, where do you want to go?"

Song Jiaxin hated his rogue performance, and said: "Wan Cong, if you go on like this, you will harm yourself sooner or later!"

"Oh, really? But why do I think it's Teacher Song who wants to harm me?" Wan Cong's smile gradually disappeared, and when he walked up to Song Jiaxin, he suddenly showed a fierce look in his eyes, "For no reason, you went to the principal to sue me, and collected a bunch of evidence from me, what are you doing here?"

Song Jiaxin was taken aback: I didn't say anything about the principal except Ma Fei, and he actually knew about it so quickly?

Thinking of this, she was even more disappointed in the principal, because she really couldn't think of any other leakage channel other than that.

"Yo, Teacher Song was surprised, I didn't expect me to know about this, right?" Wan Cong smiled triumphantly, "If people don't know, unless you don't do it! Let me ask you again, what do you want to do by doing this?"

Seeing that Song Jiaxin was being aggressively asked, Ma Fei couldn't help but interject: "Boy, I think this sentence should be given to you! What bad things you have done, you know very well in your heart, so you are afraid of being sued, right? In this way, you, the second generation who is not afraid of heaven and earth, actually have times when you are weak?"

Using psychological skills, Ma Fei keenly found Wan Cong's flaws.

"I ......" Wan Cong was speechless for a while, "You fart so much! When did I make a fuss, Master? I just don't want to make trouble for my father and affect my mood." ”

As if seeing that Ma Fei was more difficult, Wan Cong turned to Song Jiaxin again: "Of course, in addition to the mood, I care more about the problem of face - Mr. Song, you secretly sued me for being black, which made me very shameless, should you give me an explanation?"

"Hmph, what do you want me to give you?" Song Jiaxin's eyes widened angrily, looking at his shameless face up close, she couldn't help but think of Wen Wen's misfortune, and hated Wan Cong even more.

Wan Cong obviously didn't know what she was thinking, and said with a wicked smile: "Then it depends on Teacher Song's understanding! So many of my friends are watching, if you make me happy, this matter will be turned over; if you don't know how to read it, let's wait and see!"

While talking, he also straightened his pants in a flowing manner, and the implication in that regard was very obvious.

Song Jiaxin's face burned, and her heart was angry, and she said: "Shameless, begging for a beating!"

Before the words fell, she had already made another move, grabbed Wan Cong's dark red hair, slammed it down, and at the same time raised her knee and slammed it on his chest!

Wan Cong was caught off guard, only to feel that he had been hit hard in the chest, and he almost vomited sour water in his mouth, and before he could call, he was hit the side of the face again, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", Song Jiaxin's sharp slap was powerful, and he was beaten again and again, and he almost fell to the ground again.

This girl is very neat and neat! She is a ruthless character! Ma Fei sighed in his heart when he saw this, and his appreciation for Song Jiaxin was a little more.

At the same time, Wan Cong's group of "friends" also fried the pot and rushed up from both ends, trying to rescue him from Song Jiaxin's men.

Song Jiaxin was not afraid of this, dodged from a man's attack, and kicked the opponent's vital point, so painful that the guy threw away the stick and rolled on the ground with his legs between his legs.

Of course, Ma Fei was not spared. Seeing that Song Jiaxin was not easy to deal with, the gang subconsciously greeted him.

Who would have thought that Ma Fei, who had never made a move, was even more difficult, and with a few gestures that seemed to be leisurely, he easily got rid of the arms of three or four people, and one of the unlucky people was directly twisted and dislocated his wrist, and he retreated to the side of the road with his arms hanging and cried in pain.

"Have you practiced too?" Song Jiaxin caught a glimpse of this scene, and raised her eyebrows at Ma Fei with admiration.

Ma Fei smiled indifferently: "It's a pity that these people are too vegetable, but they are not enjoyable!"

The two laughed in unison, and they already had the upper hand in momentum. Soon, Wan Cong's fox friends and dog friends were beaten to pieces, scattered as birds and beasts, and they didn't care about saving him at all.

"You ...... You wait for the master!" Wan Cong couldn't control the two tremors, and even his ruthless voice trembled a little.

Song Jiaxin didn't stop him from escaping, and said to his back: "Wan Cong, you are so self-conscious!"