Chapter Eighty-Five: Revenge
"Are you Brother Haoshuang's cousin?" When the young man with the bundled hair heard this, his face improved slightly, but the vigilance in his heart did not relax at all, hesitated for a moment, and asked.
Ye Feng nodded, showing a sincere look, looking at the young man with the bundled hair who seemed to be a little disbelieving, and continued: "I am Brother Haoshuang's cousin, and I just came to the academy to sign up a few days ago. I only know that my brother Zhen Haoshuang is good at mixing in the academy, and I don't know what the Xuan Gang is. ”
"Even if it's my cousin, you can't see our boss today, so you'd better come over tomorrow. The young man with the bundled hair looked at Ye Feng's sincere appearance and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but he still rejected him with great caution.
Ye Feng looked at the solemn look of the young man with the bundled hair, and was a little curious in his heart, could it be that something happened to Zhen Haoshuang?
"Well, it doesn't matter if I can't see you today, I'll come back tomorrow. Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, smiled indifferently, and then turned to leave.
Knowing that Zhen Haoshuang was fine, and even founded such a powerful student group, the worry in his heart finally disappeared, and he was not in a hurry to find him at the moment, so he would observe the current situation in the academy first.
The young man with the bundled hair watched Ye Feng leave, and he also exhaled slowly, and then looked at the wooden door behind him with a hint of uneasiness, and became a little silent.
"This kid, can't he have been sent to investigate the situation?" said one of the cadets suddenly.
The young man with the bundled hair shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I don't know, in short, we must not let Brother Haoshuang agree to that duel, this is obviously a trap!"
"En!" the students around listened to the words of the young man with the bundled hair, and after looking at each other, they also said in unison. For Zhen Haoshuang, the boss of the Xuan Gang, they have great respect. When I thought of Zhen Haoshuang's reckless personality, I couldn't help but worry about it
Ye Feng left Zhen Haoshuang's dormitory, and was ready to go to the next destination at this moment, which was the dormitory where he used to live.
Ye Feng walked in the flow of people, walking towards the dormitory in his area, and saw a lot of familiar faces along the way, but he didn't go over to say hello, it can be said that in the academy, he only trusts Zhen Haoshuang alone.
Ye Feng's eyes swept around for a while, and suddenly he found a very familiar face, and when he saw this face, his face was also gloomy in an instant.
This person was the one who had assisted Yun Chong in framing his academy guards at the beginning, and at that time, if Ye Feng hadn't run fast, I am afraid that he would have already been poisoned by him.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng slowly clenched his fists, and an anger in his heart slowly climbed up. He stared at the leisurely working guard in the distance, and walked slowly.
At this moment, the guard was sitting leisurely in the duty room, unaware of Ye Feng's slow walking, and not long after, he found that a young man walked towards him with a gloomy face.
Ye Feng had already reached the level of the Spirit Warrior Realm, and by using the advantage of his own strength, he could quickly restrain his aura, and when he found him, he had already come to the front.
"You?" The guard watched the young man walk slowly, as if he had a kind of ill intentions in it, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he looked at Ye Feng's face carefully, but after a long time, he still shook his head helplessly, because he really couldn't remember that he knew such a kid, what did this kid want to do?
"Do you remember me?" Ye Feng came to the guard, listening to his somewhat confused words, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said with a sneer.
Hearing this, the guard's face gradually became solemn, because he was now sure that the young man in front of him must have come to a bad place