Since it was less than eleven o'clock in the morning, it was not yet time to eat, and there were few people in the cafeteria.

Before entering the door, the aroma of food was already blowing in the face.

"Victory is ahead, rush!"

At this moment, Xu Ling ran faster than ever.

"People are iron, rice is steel, don't eat a meal......"

Bang!

Before the song was finished, Xu Ling felt as if he had hit something.

"His grandmother's, that blind man who doesn't have long eyes dares to hit Lao Tzu! Catch me! ”

Following the scolding voice, Xu Ling hurriedly took out a palm-sized small notebook from his pocket.

On the cover, there are three bright red characters - revenge!

Turning the first page, there are serial numbers listed on it, densely filled with crooked characters, and the recognition of other people except himself is estimated to be about 30 percent.

After turning several pages in a row, it was almost the end, and Xu Ling found the corresponding serial number.

Offender No. 592: Name - Fan Ren.

After the name, there is a "positive" one that is still two strokes away, which means that Xu Ling has been beaten by this Fan Ren three times before.

In the third year of Shaohua College, the muscle fat ratio is 1.04.

Home address: Unit 804, Building 19, No. 250 Shaohua Road.

Love status: a single dog.

Family members: Both parents died, and there is a cousin who is as beautiful as a flower, 1.82 meters tall, invincible and long legs, and a flesh-to-flesh ratio of 3.49.

Gang Affiliation: Affiliated with Crime No. 367 Jiang Wei, one of Fan Ren's cousin's suitors, with a muscle fat ratio of 2.11.

After reading Fan Ren's "criminal record", Xu Ling was quite disdainful.

is in the third grade, and the muscle fat ratio is only in the early 1.0s, so this Fan Ren is almost a waste if he doesn't say it.

also relied on the strength of his cousin and Jiang Wei, otherwise, where would he dare to be so arrogant, and take a few younger brothers to bully the weak everywhere.

In the past, Xu Ling definitely turned around and ran as soon as possible.

But don't be three days, when you look at each other.

I used to be a super strong person with a flesh-to-bone ratio of more than 3.0 with red and pink baby skin!

Thinking of this, Xu Ling suddenly felt confident.

Facing the menacing little brothers, Xu Ling glared angrily, sank into the dantian, and shouted: "Get out!" ”

"Big brother, he's ......"

Several junior brothers looked at each other, and for a while they couldn't figure out Xu Ling's way.

That look seemed to have a bit of a domineering aura in it.

The angry shout was like a battle-hardened soldier, full of momentum.

"Holy! A waste with a sarcofat ratio of 0.09, you are afraid of a hammer! Bring it to Master Ben! ”

Fan Ren shouted angrily and stood up with the support of a younger brother.

Touching his aching buttocks, Fan Ren was a little suspicious, could this dead fat ball be more than six hundred pounds?

Caught off guard, it was as if it had been hit by a tank.

If you don't have a good memory today, this young master is not surnamed Fan!

"Yes, Renshao!"

The two younger brothers who stopped Xu Ling, both of whom had a strength of more than 1.5, hurriedly bowed respectfully to Fan Ren, then turned around and immediately changed into a fierce and vicious appearance.

"Damn, dare to tease Lao Tzu, get over here!"

If it weren't for Fan Ren's reminder, they would have almost forgotten that what was standing in front of them at this time was an invincible waste wood that had not even reached 0.1 in muscle fat ratio.

The two little brothers were about to reach out and grab Xu Ling's collar, but they didn't expect the other party to slash down with a hand knife!

"Look for death!"

Zhao Kun shouted violently, completely unguessed that Xu Ling would dare to resist.

"Open the pulse!"

Although Xu Ling's weight was there, his strength was negligibly weak.

Rao is like this, in an unsuspecting situation, he was actually slashed by a waste hand knife, even if he didn't feel anything, Zhao Kun still felt embarrassed.

"Fuck your sister!"

Seeing that the other party was actually moving, Xu Ling couldn't pretend anymore, so he turned around and ran away.

"Someone is making trouble in the cafeteria, making money and killing people!"

While running for his life, Xu Ling roared through his throat.

Hearing that this dead fat man actually shouted people, Fan Ren's face changed suddenly.

"Let's go!"

Regardless of the pain in his buttocks, Fan Ren was the first to rush out of the cafeteria and ran faster than a rabbit.

The three younger brothers were not to be outdone, and followed closely behind, running wildly.

"Dead fatty, next time I see you, I'll beat you up once!"

Fan Ren, who ran away, did not forget to put down the cruel words to Xu Ling before leaving.

For such a threat without nutrition, Xu Ling's left ear went in and out of his right ear, and he almost heard his ears calloused when he said this.

"Uncle Fang of Shaoyuan Canteen, or your uncle."

scared away Fan Ren's gangsters, Xu Ling whistled, picked up the revenge record, and after Fan Ren's name, he crossed out the word "Zheng", and then walked to the dining window in a leisurely manner.

Seeing that there was no one behind the glass window, the steaming meals were lined up there, as if beckoning to Xu Ling.

I cautiously poked my head in, and sure enough, there was no one.

Xu Ling made a decision immediately, and grabbed a big chicken leg with one hand, one on the left and one on the right.

In one bite, the big chicken thigh enters, and the bare chicken thigh bones come out, and even the minced meat is not sticky.

After only three chews, he swallowed a bone into his stomach.

The ancestors of the Xu family have the magic of dry rice, and the name is well deserved.

"Auntie, I'll cook!"

After throwing away the two chicken leg bones in his hand and wiping the oil stains on the corners of his mouth, Xu Ling pretended to shout.

After a while, a middle-aged aunt with a white apron tied around her waist and a fluffy exploding head propping up a blue hat, who was half as fat as Xu Ling, walked out with a long silver spoon in her hand.

"It's not time to eat yet, and who's yelling there!"

This aunt's voice is not ordinary, and under a roar, a row of glass windows seem to shake a few times.

"Ouch, it turned out to be Aunt Zhang, who is as beautiful as a flower and has a plump and well-proportioned figure, it's me, Xiao Lingzi, I'm here to cook, hehe!"

is the so-called person who reaches out and doesn't hit the smiling face, although this aunt, who is called "Aunt Zhang" by Xu Ling, is over half a hundred years old, and her figure has nothing to do with the so-called well-proportioned eight poles, but she still can't stand Xu Ling's rainbow fart that seems to have been coated with honey.

"It's you stinky boy, what's wrong? I haven't come to eat for a few days, and Xiu Xian has gone? ”

Aunt Zhang scolded with a smile, but took the initiative to cook for Xu Ling.

When the big long spoon hit the plate containing the chicken legs, Aunt Zhang pretended to be surprised and said, "Ouch, are there rats in the cafeteria?" Why are there two missing from this big chicken leg? ”

After speaking, Aunt Zhang also nodded at Xu Ling.

"Ahaha, this must be a big mouse, I'll help catch it when I'm full!"

Xu Ling snorted, at this juncture, he must not admit that he stole it to death, otherwise, he will not have to eat until the next meal.