"Nima, Lao Tzu is fighting with you!"

Under the weight of Yang Yifeng, someone finally began to can't bear it, at this time, a boy glanced at the classmates around him with red eyes, and took the lead in rushing towards Yang Yifeng. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes!**** mother, I don't believe it, he can beat a group of us alone!"

"Hold him down!

"Surround him! Beat him to death! C******!"

At this time, this group of boys finally united and planned to fight with Yang Yifeng.

There were nearly forty students in the painting major, and at this time, the momentum of their unity was very terrifying, and as far as the eye could see, a group of people in Wu Yang were either carrying drawing boards or grasping stools, and rushed straight towards Yang Yifeng.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came out of Yang Yifeng's mouth, although these people were very loud and seemed to be difficult to entangle, but in Yang Yifeng's eyes, a group of ants was just a group of ants after all.

Since it is an ant, it is absolutely impossible to shake the legs of an elephant!

With a sigh of snort, Yang Yifeng also pounced on those students, and for a while, in the peach woodland, two groups of people who seemed to have a huge difference in strength encountered!

Seeing this scene, the female students majoring in painting were relieved, in their opinion, although this Yang Yifeng was terrifying. But if all the boys in the class are united, I believe it should not be difficult to get a Yang Yifeng.

After all, the bricks can still break the martial arts, and the crowd tactics should be no problem against Yang Yifeng.

But the fact is that when Yang Yifeng fought with those male classmates, all the girls who were originally relieved gasped!

Yang Yifeng single-handedly rushed into this group of boys, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, it was fierce, although those boys were carrying sketchpads and benches in their hands, but they couldn't wait for them to pick them up, Yang Yifeng went up and kicked people out nearly ten meters!

Not only that, at this moment, any part of Yang Yifeng's body has become a sharp weapon for attack! Fists, knees, elbows, and legs have all been used by Yang Yifeng, and not only that, but he also showed a lot of difficult fighting skills.

Under Yang Yifeng's frenzied beating, more than 40 boys who were still menacing suddenly howled miserably, and were beaten by Yang Yifeng alone.

Within a moment, all of these menacing boys were lying on the ground, even if they escaped, they were all smashed to the ground by Yang Yifeng either with a drawing board or a bench, and after falling to the ground, these people wailed, but Yang Yifeng was the only one on the field standing proudly.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the pink petals accompanied by the fragrance of the earth wafted on the bloody field, causing the surrounding female classmates to scream.

Yang Yifeng is too terrifying!

But at the same time, he's too handsome!

A man, with his bare hands, put all the more than forty male classmates in one person, and looked at him, as if he was relaxed and at ease, without the slightest concern.

Such a man who is so strong that he explodes, in their small world, may never meet in this life.

So at this moment, they were originally afraid of Yang Yifeng to death, but many little stars gradually appeared in their eyes when they looked at Yang Yifeng.

After ending the battle without any suspense, Yang Yifeng spat on the ground, and then said fiercely: "Now, everyone who has been beaten by me, all of them will get up for me!"

"Everyone has to draw a self-portrait of themselves, *** if the painting doesn't look like it, none of you want to get out of this peach forest today!"

Yang Yifeng's voice was like music from hell, which made the faces of these people suddenly show a trace of surprise.

Paint a portrait of yourself? Make no mistake, right? Why do you paint self-portraits when we're being repaired so badly by you? The point is. The point is that if you don't draw it, you will be unlucky!

Although at this time, all the people present slandered Yang Yifeng, but no one dared to disobey his intentions, one by one began to pick up his drawing board in embarrassment, and if the drawing board was broken, he drew directly on his legs, all in all, Yang Yifeng has already specified the time and the project, if he can't do it, the end will definitely be miserable!

Almost half an hour passed.

In the peach glade, there was a dead air, and there was not the slightest noise, and there was only the sound of a group of boys who had been beaten and bruised and swollen with their noses and swollen faces drawing on white paper with paintbrushes in their hands.

Not far from the male classmates, there was a group of frightened pale girls, and the eyes of these girls were all gathered on a guy in a security uniform not far in front of them, with admiration, awe, starlight, and fear in their eyes.

At this time, the young man's face was leisurely, and he looked at his watch from time to time, and suddenly, his face tightened, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "It's time! Now put down your brushes for me, and put your self-portraits on my face, I want to see which of you has drawn the most unlikely!"

Listening to Yang Yifeng's words, almost all the people present trembled in their hearts, but they still grinned obediently according to what Yang Yifeng said, put the paintbrush beside him, and then lifted the portrait he had just painted and placed it next to his face.

Yang Yifeng walked in slowly and looked at them one by one.

"Damn, what kind of ** thing are you drawing, do you have a pig's waist face?"

"And you, MBD, your face is an authentic shoehorn face! How did your father and mother give birth to you?"

"Good guy, and your donkey face, tsk, and pockmarks, it's so ugly! If I were you, I wouldn't dare to come out to school, and if I were your father, I would have slammed you against the wall!"

At this time, Yang Yifeng walked past these people with his hands behind his back, and every time he came to a person's side, he would curse with the most ugly and vicious words he could think of, until he made that bastard's face flush and he gritted his teeth, and then he would leave!

In this way, more than 40 boys in the class were evaluated by Yang Yifeng harshly, and the anger in their hearts rose again, but thinking of Yang Yifeng's actions just now, they all tacitly suppressed this evil fire.

At this time, they suddenly understood how Shi Xianran felt when she was so ridiculed by them, that girl usually endured their vitriolic verbal injuries every day!

"Yang Yifeng?!You*** are here!"

At this moment, outside the peach glade, there was a sudden angry roar, as well as a woman's scream.

When everyone turned around, they saw a young man with a flat inch, holding a woman in his arms, walking towards the peach woodland with a wicked smile, it seemed that he was going to 'have a picnic' here, but as soon as this man saw Yang Yifeng, it was as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father, and he became angry.