Chapter 87: Master, You're Too Brittle, Are You?

Cheng Han is nearly forty years old, even if he is dealing with street gangsters, even those combat athletes, it is not a problem.

He didn't pay attention to these people, let alone a single student.

Cheng Han originally followed Brother Lei Lei, but after Brother Lei invited a Master Feng recently, this Cheng Han was left out in the cold and had no chance to make a move.

There is no way, in order to maintain daily expenses, you can only come out and earn extra money by yourself.

This Jiang Feng's father is quite generous, and the other party is still a student, although this kind of work is a bit embarrassing, but it is indeed very profitable.

You can get 100,000 yuan by beating a high school student, which is enough for Cheng Han to be free for a while.

Cheng Han standing at the door was like an ancient emperor sitting on a dragon chair looking down on the ministers below.

The students who walked past him were undoubtedly just a bunch of children in his eyes.

And he is the one who can control the whole situation.

After seeing Wang Zhengjun's figure, Jiang Feng's eyes lit up.

"Master Cheng! it's him!"

Wang Zhengjun was followed by Yan Luoluo and Lin Xiaoxi, which was very eye-catching.

All the classmates who followed him kept a certain distance from him, they were just there to watch the play, and it would be miserable if they were affected.

Cheng Han looked at them at this time, raised his eyelids, and snorted softly.

"You are Wang Zhengjun?"

While talking, I also stomped my feet!

With this stamping of his feet, the dust on the concrete floor rose against the wind, as if a wave of air rushed out.

With Cheng Han as the center, it dispersed into the distance.

That scene was quite spectacular, and many students exclaimed when they saw it, it was really a martial arts master!

Everyone's eyes changed a little when they looked at Jiang Feng, they didn't expect Jiang Feng to be able to find such a powerful person, it seems that his family is really not ordinary.

Wang Zhengjun is quite interested, and it just so happens that there is no place to use the new functions of WeChat, so I will test you.

Turn on the sweep function and look at Cheng Han.

After his gaze scanned, three lines of words instantly appeared on the screen.

Cheng Han: Practice Qi on the first floor

Specialty: Golden bell jar

Weakness: Not good at attacking, the door is in the back of the head

When he saw these three lines, Wang Zhengjun really wanted to laugh three times.

Originally, a cultivator who cultivated qi at the first level didn't need to be afraid, but if this guy knew the golden bell jar, maybe Wang Zhengjun and him would still need some effort.

But after having this sweep, the fate door directly told him, what else is there to fight?

Wang Zhengjun shook his head, he liked the function of sweeping very much, but he was not interested in fighting with Cheng Han.

"Forget it, you're not my opponent, let's go. ”

After Wang Zhengjun said this, the entire playground fell silent.

Many people looked at him dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe that the sentence just now came out of Wang Zhengjun's mouth.

Even Jiang Feng was dumbfounded, Master Cheng's stomp just now shocked the audience.

Even contemporary students who have seen countless movie special effects are shocked.

But Wang Zhengjun, forget it if you're not afraid, you still say that people are not your opponents?

Funny, right?

He's not Jiang Feng, he's a master of martial arts!

Cheng Han was also slightly stunned for a moment, and then saw Wang Zhengjun's disappointed shaking head and disdainful look just now, and he felt insulted.

His face gradually became gloomy, and his eyes exuded a faint murderous aura and anger.

Cheng Han stood with his hands in his hands, although he didn't speak, everyone could see that he was angry.

glanced at Jiang Feng, signaled to let Jiang Feng negotiate, and talked to Wang Zhengjun as his identity, which was really too embarrassing.

Jiang Feng stood up with a cold face.

"Wang Zhengjun, do you remember the time you kicked me here before? When you kicked me, you didn't think about the consequences, did you? Today I will let you know the result of offending me!"

"I'll count dozens, and if you kneel on the ground and apologize to me within ten, today's matter will be over. ”

"If not, I'll let Master Cheng break your two legs!

Jiang Feng's words instantly made everyone present gasp, originally thought that Jiang Feng was just here to scare and scare Wang Zhengjun, but he didn't expect to play it for real.

Seeing that the college entrance examination is coming, if you break your leg at this time, it will definitely affect the exam.

Seemingly...... Wang Zhengjun could only kneel on the ground and apologize?

At the beginning, Wang Zhengjun made Jiang Feng lose face, and now Jiang Feng has to double the field to get back to the field, so that Wang Zhengjun has no way to be a person in school.

If he really knelt down today, he would definitely be pointed at in school in the future, and he would never be able to hold his head up.

This Jiang Feng is too deceitful!

Cheng Han was still squinting, with his hands behind his back, with that look of contempt on his face, and he didn't pay attention to the people present at all.

Wang Zhengjun's face was also a little gloomy, this Jiang Feng was really good and forgot the pain of the scar, so if he didn't clean him up, he came to find trouble by himself.

Wang Zhengjun walked forward step by step, and Cheng Han's two hands were slowly taken out.

The corners of his mouth also hooked up a playful smile.

The students in the school are really ignorant, they don't know how sinister the outside world is, and they don't know that there are strong people like them in this world!

"Boy, blame, it's just that you don't have money and power, accept your fate. ”

As the words fell, Cheng Han raised one foot, ready to kick Wang Zhengjun's leg.

Since the employer has already said that he wants two legs, Cheng Han naturally still has to satisfy him.

At the moment when Cheng Han raised his feet, everyone thought that Wang Zhengjun was definitely finished.

If you are the first in a good school year, you will ruin your future like this.

However, in the next moment!

Wang Zhengjun raised his hand suddenly!

A slap in the face!

Hybrid Thunderbolt!

This slap is different from the past, it was not hit on the front of the person's face, but on the back of Cheng Han's head!

"Don't make a fuss. ”

Bang!

With Wang Zhengjun's sentence Don't make trouble, Cheng Han choked directly on the ground!

Head down, face to the ground.

Nosebleeds and tears were splashed everywhere, and I was extremely embarrassed.

Lin Xiaoxi: ......

Yan Luoluo: ......

Jiang Feng: ......

What's going on?

Isn't it said that the master of the golden bell jar?

Why did you slap the ground with a slap?

Is it so without warning?

Yan Luoluo had heard that a martial arts master came to look for trouble, it was said that the Shaolin Golden Bell Jar was perfect, and the master's stomp just now was indeed quite shocking.

But I never expected that this master would be killed by Wang Zhengjun all of a sudden?

Blood from the mouth and nose, that miserable appearance is unbearable.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and when they didn't know what to do, Lin Xiaoxi quietly leaned over.

Standing in front of the master, he said innocently.

"Master, you're too brittle, aren't you?"