Time passed quickly, and after self-study in the evening, Ye Feng left the school alone. He arrived at the park early, and then called Lan Mengmeng and asked her not to come over first, and he would go to her later.

Lan Mengmeng was worried about Ye Feng, and gave him some advice, which made Ye Feng feel helpless.

It's already nine o'clock at the moment, and the park is already a bit remote, so there are basically no people here at the moment.

Ye Feng found a stone chair and sat down, quietly waiting for Huang Ziwen to come over. And this kind of waiting didn't last long, Ye Feng saw two vans driving not far away, and then about twenty people came down from inside.

When these people saw Ye Feng, they all gathered around, and a man who looked to be in his twenties led by him said to Ye Feng with a cigarette in his mouth, "Are you Ye Feng?" ”

"Yes, what?" Ye Feng slowly stood up, clenched his fists, and replied lightly. He is not afraid of these people, in terms of fists and feet, he can easily defeat this group, which is also his confidence.

Ye Feng looked up, among these people, he didn't see Huang Ziwen, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange. He remembered that when he had just left school, Huang Ziwen deliberately looked at him a few more times, as if he was worried that Ye Feng would not come to the park.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but have a guess in his heart, could it be that the female ghost had already come out?

He was thinking about it, but he heard the man say angrily, "What? What's wrong, you say? It's really dragging, call me! ”

When the men around heard this, they immediately greeted Ye Feng with punches and kicks. These people are not very old, ranging from seventeen to twenty-one or twelve. All of them look like gangsters, with colorful hair or various tattoos, lest others not know that they are delinquent youths.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, dodged a few people's punches and kicks, and then rushed violently, flying up and kicking the two people closest to him away.

Then one turned and threw a blow to sweep the leg and put one person down, and a left hook was immediately followed by a right hook, and three or four of them were beaten straight down under the left and right bows.

"! Didn't you eat? Hit the labor-capital, hit hard! The man at the head was a little surprised when he saw this, and at the same time he was very angry, and he couldn't help shouting at the people he had brought.

"Damn, copy guy!" When some of these people saw Ye Feng so fierce, they shouted and pulled out their throwing sticks.

Hearing this, more than a dozen people around took out a short stick from their waists and shook it, and two more knots suddenly appeared inside. It's about half a meter long, and there is a round knot at the top, which is not a joke on the body.

Ye Feng saw them take out this thing, but he didn't care, as long as they didn't let them hit it. Besides, what if you hit it? Ye Feng has been fighting zombies since he was a child, and the hardness of the zombie's body is not much worse than that of a steel plate.

A thug held a throwing stick and whipped it at Ye Feng, but Ye Feng only turned to one side slightly, and hit the man's nose with a straight punch, and suddenly two nosebleeds shot out.

At this time, three more people came over with throwing sticks, Ye Feng reacted quickly, squatted, supported the ground with one hand, and kicked out with two feet from below.

Kicked on the stomachs of the three people three times in succession, kicked the three of them back again and again, and sat on the ground with their butts. As soon as Ye Feng turned over and stood up, he hurriedly kicked back, forcing away the few people who were about to sneak attack behind him.

Ye Feng's face was still not red and out of breath in the battle in this state, but the twenty people were a little empty. They held the sticks one by one, but they still couldn't do anything to Ye Feng, which couldn't help but make them feel powerless.

However, at this moment, Ye Feng didn't seem to want to play anymore. After standing still, looking at a man rushing over, Ye Feng quickly punched the man in the chest, and immediately knocked the man upside down and flew out.

Then he struck quickly and fiercely, punching and kicking them screaming. Two minutes later, only the man in the middle of the two dozen or so was still standing. It's just that his face is very ugly, white and black.

Ye Feng looked at the surrounding thugs who were lying or sitting and constantly wailing, sighed, spread his hands and said, "Why bother? ”

The man at the head looked at Ye Feng, swallowed his saliva and said, "You...... You're really good at fighting. ”

Ye Feng smiled helplessly, and then said coldly: "What about Huang Ziwen? Let him get the hell out. ”

The man was about to say something, but he saw a figure approaching slowly not far away. Ye Feng looked at it, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time showed a weird smile.

And the man who was the leader shouted when he saw the figure: "Huang Ziwen, is your uncle trying to harm me, didn't you say that a dozen people are fine?" More than 20 labor-management belts have been beaten like this, and you have to calculate the loss for me. ”

The figure didn't speak, still walking unhurriedly. Seeing this, the man couldn't help but be furious, and drank: "Your uncle! ”

Ye Feng was a little annoyed by his noise, so he said coldly to him: "Shut up!" ”

The man was stunned, and he really didn't dare to speak again for a while. He looked at Ye Feng aggrievedly, although he didn't dare to say anything, but his eyes revealed a fierceness. At the same time, he was also making up his mind in his heart, preparing to bring more people next time, and bring a machete, he didn't believe that Ye Feng could still parry.

Just as he was thinking about it so viciously, the figure had already approached, and the man in the lead turned around and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.

I saw that the figure approaching was indeed Huang Ziwen, but at this moment, Huang Ziwen's face was too white, and the white was weird, just like smeared with flour. On the contrary, he has very thick dark circles around his eyes, and the whites of his eyes are particularly obvious.

"Table... Cousin, you ...... What's wrong with you? When the man saw Huang Ziwen's appearance, he couldn't help but ask a little stammered.

Huang Ziwen slowly raised his head, stared at the two eyes whose whites were obviously more than the black, looked at the man, and showed a very strange smile. The smile made the man shudder, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. Then he was about to ask something, but was interrupted by Ye Feng.

"It's not Huang Ziwen, if you don't want to die, it's better to come behind me."

The man was stunned, turned his head to look at Ye Feng, and then said angrily: "What nonsense? You think I'm going to be scared if you say that...... Forehead... Forehead... Let go... I ......"

However, before he finished his words, Huang Ziwen behind him suddenly stretched out his hands and firmly pinched his neck. Immediately, his face turned red, he could not breathe, and he could hardly speak.

Seeing this, Ye Feng sneered, his body rushed out, and then he threw out a copper coin that had just been caught between the fingers of his right hand and threw it out against Huang Ziwen's forehead.