Lin Zifeng glanced at the other party and didn't answer, he remembered that he had read a post on the school's BBS, about the four demon kings of the first middle school, and one of them was a little similar to the three leaders in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The four demon kings of the mixed world who can be rated as the first middle school, in addition to their own bad deeds, the family behind them is also louder than the other. There are the heirs of hundreds of supermarket chains across the country, the only son of the world's top 500 companies, the son-in-law of provincial and ministerial leaders, and even the prince of the commander of the GZ Military Region, one of the seven major military regions in China...

It's just that Lin Zifeng doesn't remember the person in front of him, who is the divine among the four demon kings?

"Boy, you can't keep this level of beauty, or do you know each other obediently, let our boss conquer her", Huang Mao saw that Lin Zifeng didn't answer, so he said softly and hardly. After saying this, Huang Mao looked back and exchanged glances with the boss sitting on the stone steps, and a debauched smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, talk, are you dumb?" the inch-headed man scolded impatiently, "Lao Tzu asked you what her name is?" As he spoke, the inch-headed man grabbed Lin Zifeng's collar with one hand, with a fierce expression on his face.

A wave of anger rushed up in Lin Zifeng's heart, "Let go!" he said in a commanding tone.

The inch-headed man flashed a look of surprise, "Yo drink, I can't see that there is still a bit of backbone, do you know who you are talking to now? believe it or not, our boss will kill you in minutes!"

The inch-headed man's eyes were full of fierce light, "One last time, what is the name of this chick?"

A sneer flashed on Lin Zifeng's face, and he waved his hand at the inch-headed man, "Come here, I'll tell you." ”

The inch-headed man thought that the other party had finally succumbed, and in the face of the threat of death, who could care about beauty? He brought his huge head closer, and his ears were close to Lin Zifeng's mouth...

"Call, you ****!" Lin Zifeng scolded in the loudest voice in his ear, and the whole head of the inch-headed man instantly buzzed.

"Damn, boy, you're looking for death!" Huang Mao and the inch-headed man immediately blew their hair, and their two fists swung over from the left and right sides.

Lin Zifeng felt that the fists on both sides carried a strong wind, and it was obvious that the two of them had recklessly used all their strength. The Demon King of the Mixed World, who was sitting in the distance, had just finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, and he threw the cigarette butt away, watching the show with great interest.

Today he brought two followers to block Lin Zifeng, and he was ready to take action, although it was inevitable to report criticism after making trouble in the school was discovered, but this was not once or twice for him, and he didn't care about more than that.

Lin Zifeng heard the strong wind brought by his fist in his ears, and his heart moved, and then a very powerful force was transmitted from somewhere in his abdomen to his arm, and this feeling was the same as when he touched the car with his palm today!

The inch-headed man and Huang Mao saw that Lin Zifeng neither covered nor dodged, and laughed secretly in their hearts, they could beat the other party half to death with this punch, and see how hard he would be when the time came!

Lin Zifeng's face was calm, he glanced at the two of them coldly, and just when the fist was about to hit him, the left and right palms stretched out and grabbed each other's fists and took the other side's fists back, and the figures of the two flew out in this understatement action.

Bang, bang, the sound of two heavy objects hitting the ground in succession, accompanied by a scream of pain, Lin Zifeng couldn't help but feel a burst of tooth soreness.

Looking back, the yellow-haired man and the inch-headed man both fell on all fours, falling into a standard dog eating posture. Coupled with the inertia of the two of them flying out upside down, half of their faces were instantly ground into a bloody blur.

"You two rice buckets, Lao Tzu usually raised you for nothing!" The Demon King of the Mixed World scolded, in his opinion, the two followers seemed to have fallen out by themselves, and Lin Zifeng just pushed the flames with his hands, and did not exert any strength at all. Fortunately, there is no one around now, otherwise wouldn't those two rice buckets have lost his face?

"Boss, boss..."The inch-headed man's tears and snot flowed out, and he shouted at their boss aggrievedly, in fact, he didn't know what was going on just now, he only felt a force coming from his arm and took his body out at once, that kind of force was only for a short moment, but he couldn't resist it by himself.

"The kid is good, there are still two more hits," the Demon King of the Mixed World took a few steps forward and said, "Now, let you see how powerful my Wang Jian is!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jian had already clenched his fists and rushed up, his momentum was not as direct as that of Huang Mao and the inch-headed man, obviously there were two hits.

Lin Zifeng's eyes froze, and he found that in his line of sight, the fist swung by the other party gradually turned into slow motion, no matter where Wang Jian wanted to attack him, the intention contained in the fist technique was clearly seen by him.

Lin Zifeng was overjoyed in his heart, and the corner of his mouth smiled coldly, and his body was still unmoved. It wasn't until he saw Wang Jian's fist getting closer and closer, with an expression on his face that he was about to succeed, that he suddenly grabbed the opponent's elbow with one hand, clamped the opponent's wrist with the other hand, and the arm quickly folded forward, and the fist hit one eye hard, but it was Wang Jian's eye.

"Boss, why are you beating yourself?" Huang Mao sat down on the ground and exclaimed.

This time, Lin Zifeng shot extremely fast, and even Wang Jian himself hadn't reacted to how his fist hit his face, but Lin Zifeng had already clasped his hands across his chest, looking at him with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

was hit in the left eye by a heavy punch, Wang Jian felt the world spinning, and half of his eyes quickly became red and swollen. "Mahler, you, I'll kill you!"

Wang Jian ranked third among the four demon kings of the first middle school, when did he suffer such humiliation? For so many years, he has been in the first middle school to be windy and rainy, and even the principal does not pay attention to him, today, how can he be planted in the hands of this **silk?

Wang Jian scolded and rushed up again, this time he replaced his left fist with a right fist, and doubled the strength of his right arm.

It's a pity that Lin Zifeng's old trick was repeated, and there was another snap, and this right fist hit Wang Jian's right eye again.

Wang Jian exerted as much strength as he had in his right eye, and under the heavy blow of his right fist, Wang Jian took a few steps back, and his head was in a state of complete dizziness.

"Boss, why are you beating yourself again!" Huang Mao exclaimed unbearably, he had never seen his boss so embarrassed, half of his face was so red and swollen that he couldn't look at it directly.

"Fart, I, how could I beat myself up?" Wang Jian scolded bitterly while covering his eyes, and when he let go, he found that the scene in front of him had all turned into a ghost.

"Where are you, come out for me, Lao Tzu is not finished with you", Wang Jian's body swayed, and he couldn't find his direction at all.

"Boss, this kid is a bit evil, let's come to him next time to settle accounts", Huang Mao and the inch-headed man couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled Wang Jian to the back door of the school.

As Wang Jian walked, he pointed to a big tree in front of him and said, "Lao Tzu let you go today, you remember for me, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!"

Lin Zifeng saw that it was not early, so he took a subway and rushed home. In the past, he never had to rush home after school, and he usually called Yang Wei and Lu Guang to the Internet café near the school to play a few games of League of Legends, but today he didn't have this mind at all.

"I wonder if Anna will be bored at home alone?" Lin Zifeng thought to himself.