The middle-aged man stretched out the little finger of his right hand and lazily picked his nostrils, and then flicked his fingers, and a lump of black-brown suspicious objects fell on Lan Feng's body like lightning.

"What's the matter, you're still going to find someone to take revenge, right?"

The corners of Lan Feng's mouth twitched, and he looked down at the suspicious object on his chest, and smiled reluctantly: "Don't dare, don't dare, I just want to know whose hand I planted it on, and I will have an explanation after I go back." ”

"Hehehe......" The middle-aged man looked at him, let out a burst of laughter with unknown meaning, and finally nodded and said happily: "Okay, then I will meet your requirements, remember, my name is Lingzhuzi, if you want to retaliate, I am always welcome." ”

Ling Zhuzi ...... It turned out to be Mr. Ling, I remember you...... In the future, wherever Mr. Ling appears, I, Lan Feng, promise to retreat!"

Lingzhuzi laughed and waved his hand indifferently, "It doesn't matter, you can also avoid it, I don't care." ”

He didn't care, but Lan Feng couldn't care.

This time it's the leg that breaks, and the next time maybe the neck will be broken.

I haven't heard of a few people who can survive with a broken neck.

So he arched his hand seriously, and after doing enough etiquette, he jumped on one foot and turned around and moved towards the door of the store.

The distance was less than twenty meters, and in the past he could have walked in a few big steps, but now he felt that it was as long and difficult as the journey to the west to learn the scriptures.

Fortunately, the group of younger brothers under him finally came to their senses and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and the group soon disappeared outside the store.

It was only then that the atmosphere in the store became lively again.

People were discussing the short and weird battle just now, obviously no one saw what the middle-aged man did, why did Lan Feng, who was still arrogant at the beginning, take the initiative to admit it?

How do they know that the spirit bead is not doing nothing, but because the movement is too fast beyond the dynamic capture ability of ordinary people's retina, they will 'turn a blind eye'.

When someone finally remembered the spirit beads, they turned their heads to find that the person who was leaning against the kitchen door had disappeared at some point, and only two big chefs with confused faces were cleaning up the broken glass shards there.

Pang Xiaoya sighed with regret on his face, "Alas, he also said that he said hello to his life-saving benefactor, and by the way, he learned from a teacher, but I didn't expect his old man to walk so low-key, and he didn't want to repay his kindness, this is really a master who lives in seclusion in the world!"

Shu Lingfei's face had regained her rosiness, and when she heard this, she covered her mouth and smiled: "Yo, don't you see that you still have a martial arts dream......?"

"What's wrong with my figure?" Pang Xiaoya straightened her chest unconvinced, and her chest full of fat actually shook out of her breasts, and the eyes of the diners at the table next to her were very straight.

Shu Lingfei squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I was just thinking, that person's movements just now were as fast as lightning, and if you want to practice to that extent, you don't know how much sweat you have to sweat, and you don't know if you can eat it with your body." ”

When Pang Xiaoya heard this, he suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and sighed with a demented expression: "You're right, I guess I really can't bear it." But I'm also curious, how can that move so fast, if he were to play football, wouldn't he be the number one fast shooter on the field!"

"Haha, you think too much, just by virtue of his age, it's almost the same as being a football coach. Shu Lingfei couldn't help but let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, and said jokingly: "Okay, if you want me to say, you still pray that you will encounter danger again one day, and then maybe he will appear to save you!"

Pang Xiaoya was about to fight back, but Wang Zifeng had already stood up and said, "I said, do we want to eat in another place?"

Hearing this, Pang Xiaoya was stunned, looked in the direction of his finger, and immediately reacted, "Oh, yes, yes, yes, it's time to change places, let's go to the shop over there in the Drum Tower to eat." ”

It turned out that Wang Zifeng was referring to the dazzling green thick phlegm on the table, and the phlegm that Lan Feng spit out fell right in the middle of the table, looking extremely disgusting.

Even if it is wiped off now, it will affect people's appetite very much.

This time, Shu Lingfei nodded without hesitation and agreed.

Girls love cleanliness more than boys, not to mention school flower-level beauties.

The three of them walked to the door of the store, Pang Xiaoya knocked lightly on the counter, and said to the cashier girl who was still in shock: "If our dough sheet is not made, don't make it, if it has been made, give it to the customers in the back." ”

After speaking, he stepped out of the store, met Wang Zifeng and Shu Lingfei, and walked to another street.

The cashier's little sister 'hey' twice, but she couldn't stop Pang Xiaoya, so she had to give up, and muttered in a sullen voice: "Who should I go to to compensate for the broken glass in the kitchen......

Wang Zifeng, of course, they couldn't hear the distress of the cashier girl, and even if they did, they wouldn't pay attention to her.

They didn't break the glass, so if you want to find it, you have to go to Lan Feng.

I didn't look for the main master, but instead looked for the three of them...... Is it really that easy to bully when a student?

At the Drum Tower, five minutes away from Daxi Street, the trio ate fragrant and tender noodles at another branch of Hutchison Noodle Shop.

However, because of what happened before, the three of them were not very interested, and after eating, they went straight back to school.

......

......

Lan Feng was lying in the orthopedic ward of the Municipal People's Hospital, and after a preliminary diagnosis by the doctor, he decided to agree with the doctor's recommendation to perform the operation immediately.

The longer the injury drags on, the less conducive it is to recovery.

According to the words of the surgeon, as long as he does not move during the recuperation period and follows the doctor's instructions 100%, the mobility of his right leg will not decrease much after the injury is healed.

If it were an ordinary person who got such an answer, he would definitely be very happy, but Lan Feng was not an ordinary person.

He is a man who licks blood from the knife and may dance on the tip of the knife at any time, with nearly 100 brothers gathered under his hands, ranking among the top ten dynamic social groups in Nanshan City, and currently owning three-quarters of the territory of Nancheng District.

How could a man like this allow his leg not to return to its original level?

So after thinking about it, he decided to ask his younger brother to apply for a visa for him, and as soon as the visa arrived, he would immediately take a plane to Germany.

Tuk Tuk ......

There was a knock on the door, interrupting Lan Feng's thoughts.

He turned his head to look at the door of the hospital room and said, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and what appeared in his sight was a man in a suit with an expressionless face, who looked a little unkind.