Shang Xi never understands, most of the people on the scene don't understand, you don't talk well, why do you suddenly pop up a steamed bun?

"Hehe, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of me, even if you are really stupid, don't think about walking out of here safe and sound today!" Shang Xiyong picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then looked at Wang Feng very domineeringly, "Don't call it steamed buns, even if it's called steamed buns, I have to press you to the ground and hammer you!"

Of course, there are still people in the audience who can understand the meaning of Wang Feng's words, and the faces of those who understand it are indescribably wonderful.

This steamed bun is an Internet celebrity dog, vertical and horizontal on the connotation of the paragraph for many years, whenever its owner calls the steamed bun, it will always be called "woo woo ......", said for a long time, anyway, this Wang Feng is laughing at Shang Xiyong, saying that he is a dog, but the bark is more euphemistic!

Others understand, but Shang Xiyong doesn't understand, he just thinks that Wang Feng is pretending to be crazy and stupid here, sitting in a precarious position, just about to pour wine, and a sycophant next to him directly trotted all the way over and poured it!

"I'm not the kind of person who rushes to kill everything, in this way, for the sake of you being my classmate, you kneel down for me, kowtow and admit your mistakes, and I'll let you go, otherwise, you know the consequences!" Shang Xiyong drank another glass of wine, and then said slowly, really feeling that the overall situation was in control.

Even Fang Xuefei next to him was a little admired, although he was already a disciple of the sect, but in terms of momentum, he was really not as good as Shang Xiyong, every move he made felt like a full social person!

"But you look so ugly, wouldn't it be shameless for me to kowtow to you?" Wang Feng looked at Shang Xiyong with an innocent expression.

"Anger from Shang Xiyong is worth 999!"

A group of people next to him looked at Wang Feng so awesomely, and the whole person was directly confused, this is playing with fire, you don't know that you are about to hang up or are you really stupid anymore?

Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not change, and the cliff is the description of the person in front of him!

"Hehe, since that's the case, then don't blame me for being unkind!" Shang Xiyong slowly stood up, and then arched his hand to Fang Xuefei, after all, he is the master here, and it is impossible for him to do it directly without even saying hello!

"Xue Fei, you also know this, it's not that I can't get along with my classmates at all, it's clear that this person doesn't know how to lift, he goes against me three times and twice, teases me, I have no choice, so I can only do this! Otherwise, others will treat me as a soft persimmon, if there is something offended, I hope you don't mind!"

Fang Xuefei didn't speak, he hurriedly turned his head, when he didn't see anything, he also hated Wang Feng, so he acquiesced! It's just that when his eyes moved to Diao Chan next to Wang Feng, he was a little puzzled, why didn't the other party panic at all in the current situation? This shouldn't be the psychological quality that an ordinary woman should have!

You must know that today's girls, even if they see a mouse, they will be frightened and panicked, let alone such a scene? Many men at the scene hurriedly retreated, afraid of being affected!

"I really can't figure out where you got your confidence!" Wang Feng, who had never spoken to Shang Xiyong, finally spoke, with a look of disdain, "You said that you are not only ugly, but you also don't speak well, and you are not obedient, how can you survive in good health?"

"Anger from Shang Xiyong is worth 999!"

Wang Feng was not ambiguous, he knew that this situation must be done, so he stood up directly, taking this opportunity to earn another wave of anger points, otherwise, once the other party made a move, there would never be such a good thing!

Shang Xiyong's face was pale, this Wang Feng provoked him again and again, he was already angry, stared at Wang Feng, and shouted coldly, "Boy, since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you!"

The words fell, and he rushed over directly with a fist and attacked Wang Feng's front door. Shang Xiyong is not only mixed, but also his skills are not covered, and ordinary people are not his opponents.

Walking the rivers and lakes, if you want to have a bit of status, in addition to being able to speak, if you don't have some skills, it's impossible! Can't convince the public at all, so after Shang Xiyong got out of school, he also practiced his skills outside, this Wang Feng in front of him is not only thin, but also doesn't seem to have any deterrent power, he doesn't even need to call people, he can easily solve it!

The fist attacked quickly, and a group of people around even saw Wang Feng kneeling and begging for mercy, Fang Xuefei was on the scene, and everyone was very afraid of Shang Xiyong, they didn't believe that Wang Feng would be able to take this punch!

Wang Feng looked at Shang Xiyong with a sneer, the other party's punch was so slow that he didn't even have to look at it, he could easily dodge it.

At the moment when the fist attacked Wang Feng, Shang Xiyong suddenly felt that his flying fist seemed to hit a thick iron plate, and a sharp pain came from his hand in an instant, and he looked at it, between himself and Wang Feng, I don't know when, a heavy bench suddenly appeared!

This Nima ......

Not only Shang Xiyong, but even the people watching the play around him, none of them could see what was going on, why was there an extra bench between the two in this sudden moment?

The stools in the hotel are completely different from ordinary stools, ordinary stools are very light, and even ordinary people can break them, but this time the wine city hotel in order to hold this class reunion, all things are of the highest specification, this bench is also very high-end, very heavy, ordinary people have to work hard to lift it, like stones.

Although Shang Xiyong's fist was powerful, this punch did not cause any damage to this bench at all, but his hand had a sharp pain!

"I hit with all my strength just now, I'm afraid that now my hands are faintly fractured!" Shang Xiyong's eyes stared at Wang Feng like poisonous snakes, and his face was in a cold sweat because of the pain on his hands!

"Do you dare to fight back?" Shang Xiyong roared viciously! The whole person was full of anger! I wanted to break Wang Feng's body into ten thousand pieces immediately!

"Shouldn't I fight back?" Wang Feng felt that the other party was a little inexplicable, could it be that you could make a start-up and hit someone, and I couldn't even fight it back?

"You're dead, don't want to get out of this hotel today!" Shang Xiyong finished speaking, and he was not ambiguous, one hand tightly held his injured hand, and then kicked Wang Feng again!

Whether it is facing ordinary people or monks, Wang Feng has a principle, that is, if he can not do it, he will not do it, after all, he still has to earn anger points, but when the situation is really unavoidable, he will not have the slightest politeness, no matter whether the other party is a monk or an ordinary person, he will already pay the consequences if he provokes himself! There will never be a feeling that monks bully ordinary people.

The other party's foot kicked over, but Wang Feng came first, grabbed the opponent's foot and neck with one hand, and then swiped it, and then, a figure suddenly flew out!

A group of people......

Why is this not the same as expected? Could it be that he got the wrong script? Why was Wang Feng, who seemed to be powerless, able to get the burly Shang Xiyong flying, and he didn't look like he was blushing and his heart was not beating!

Could it be that this Wang Feng is also a practitioner of the family? And he is more powerful than this Shang Xiyong?

Everyone thought so, but no one thought about Wang Feng in the direction of a sect disciple, because if Wang Feng was really a sect disciple, this Shang Xiyong would not even have his life at all, after all, those people who were above the top and were very conceited could not be so humiliated.

Wang Feng slowly walked to Shang Xiyong, who was lying on the ground with a ruthless face, and then slowly sat down on a bench, grabbed the other party's injured hand, and asked with a smile.

"What's the matter, are you convinced?"

Where can Shang Xiyong be convinced? He is not bad, but he lost unexplained today, and he can't be convinced, just about to scold Wang Feng, suddenly a huge force came from his arm, and he cried directly to his father and mother, ten fingers connected to his heart, even if it was a dignified seven-foot man, it was impossible to bear it.

"Serve! Serve ......"

After Wang Feng heard this, he let go of his hand slightly, giving Shang Xiyong some time to relax.

"If I hadn't called my brothers, you'd ...... Serve, serve, big brother, I'm convinced......"