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Chapter 2171 Rush per hour 1

Chapter 2171: Fighting Speed ​​1

Xiang Yufeng smiled and said, "I know you want to use me as a shield, so how can you blame you as your own sister? But there are some things that cannot be avoided blindly. If you don't like him, just tell him clearly. I think Zhang Haiming should be a person who understands the truth!"

Leng Qingxue nodded and looked at Xiang Yufeng with bright eyes and said, "Thank you, Brother Yufeng!"

Xiang Yufeng smiled: "It's very late, I'll send you back!"

Leng Qingxue nodded and said, "I'll go get it first, my bag, Brother Yufeng, wait for me."

Xiang Yufeng nodded and said, "I'll wait for you at the door."

In the United States, there is less warmth and more coldness. In fact, under the same moon, there is no big difference between night and night. The difference is just a person's state of mind.

This is not his home. No matter how good it is, it is just a passerby to him. There were bursts of pain coming from Xiang Yufeng's shoulder. Although it was not serious, he was injured. His White House plan was ruined tonight. I am afraid that it would not be an easy thing to get there next time. Xiang Yufeng did not call himself a cell phone at that critical moment and attributed all the responsibility to the little girl. In his opinion, this was the end of him being too proud and arrogant.

To be honest, since I learned about my life experience and what I knew was the bloodline of the children of the ancient clan and the Red Dragon clan, Xiang Yufeng's self-confidence has expanded unprecedentedly. This self-confidence is the most direct fuse for the failure of the White House plan tonight.

"I miss homesick." Xiang Yufeng raised his head and looked at the hazy moon in the sky. At this time, the moon in my hometown should be brighter than here. Xiang Yufeng thought so.

The night breeze blows across the face towards the rain peak.

Xiang Yufeng stood outside the Harvard school gate, holding a cigarette between his fingers, but it did not ignite it. Xiang Yufeng knew that Leng Qingxue didn't like the smell of smoke, so he could only use this way of looking at the plum blossoms to quench thirst.

Seeing the couple embracing each other walking past, Xiang Yufeng suddenly felt a very strange feeling, and he actually felt much older.

All the dense footsteps sounded behind him. Xiang Yufeng turned his head and saw more than a dozen boys chasing him. Before Xiang Yufeng could understand how he came back, the dozen boys had already surrounded him.

Xiang Yufeng couldn't help laughing. This scene was so familiar. He had also experienced the situation of being attacked by groups in Hailan. The wood was revealed by the forest wind and the appearance of the limelight would inevitably lead to certain consequences.

Xiang Yufeng looked around the group of men. These boys were about the same age as Xiang Yufeng. They were young, passionate, impulsive, and defending their own territory were the inherent nature of everyone. They regarded the campus as their own territory. In their eyes, Xiang Yufeng was an invader and a very threatening invader. Xiang Yufeng's performance at the dance tonight had seriously damaged their dignity, and they had to take action.

Xiang Yufeng looked at them calmly and whispered: "No need to send me off, I'll just leave by myself!"

A tall and thin man with long hair sneered, "Send your mother! Who do you think you are? Go to our school to show off!"

Xiang Yufeng didn't want to be as knowledgeable as these students, but what this boy said had already stimulated him, and he still showed good cultivation: "You are college students, not gangsters in society. You are the best at doing things, you have some brainstorms when you open your mouth. What qualities are you?"

The tall and thin girl twisted her neck like a tall girl, raised her head, and looked arrogant: "You don't fucking inquire? Is this where you came? Want to come to our school to pick up girls? Damn it, do you deserve a beating?"

Xiang Yufeng's eyes turned one by one on the faces of the boys. He actually discovered something very strange. Among the people who were looking for trouble, they all had yellow skin. They were all from Asia, and there was no white or black. Thinking of this, Xiang Yufeng suddenly had the urge to laugh.

No wonder Americans like to interfere in Asian things so much. It turns out that this is the reason. Asians are so pretentious about being on the territory of the United States. After a long time, no one can tolerate the bullying of the master. Even if you pretend to be a big shot, it means you are always waiting for someone to be fucked. If someone fucks you, you should be a pretentious person.

"Are there Chinese?" Xiang Yufeng tried to say something in Chinese, because he really couldn't tell who was the ***, who was Chinese, and who was Korean. If they were just this generation who came to the United States to develop, Xiang Yufeng could still tell it. But looking at their appearance, I was afraid that I came to the United States very early and had integrated into American society. I became, hehe, and became in the bones, no longer like the people in the nation they should have looked like.

A few boys heard Xiang Yufeng say it in Chinese and their faces were obviously stunned. It was obvious that these people who were stunned should have Yanhuang blood flowing in their bodies.

Xiang Yufeng's eyes fell on the boys: "Are you Chinese? I don't want to touch you."

"Touch your mother." The young man with long hair should be the leader inside. Although he didn't know what Xiang Yufeng was saying, he also knew that Xiang Yufeng was afraid that he was differentiating them. In his anger, the young man with long hair rushed forward, and punched Xiang Yufeng in the face with a punch.

Xiang Yufeng smiled and raised his hand, grabbed the guy's fist, and smiled and said, "You have something to say. Don't be busy!" He exerted a little force on his hand. The long-haired young man screamed in pain, and his face turned blue and white. Xiang Yufeng went down the area. The long-haired young man couldn't help but kneel down with his movements. Xiang Yufeng sighed and said, "After all you are college students, college students should have the qualities of college students. Don't bring bad customs in society to campus."

A group of students understood it, and it turned out that they were a master who was hidden.

Xiang Yufeng said: "What are you doing when you kneel down? You know you are wrong. You can correct it in the future. There is no need to be so grand."

The long-haired boy listened to Xiang Yufeng's sarcastic and hated, and he whispered: "You fucking wait!"

Xiang Yufeng looked at him with a smile and said, "Do you know who I am?" He paused and said, "I am Chinese!" He let go of the boy's arm, looked around, and smiled slightly, "Chinese people, no matter where they are, they are not any country or any nation that can be bullied. Otherwise, they will be like this piece of land!" As Xiang Yufeng's voice fell, he stomped the ground, and cracked streaks should appear on the marble ground under his feet.

Xiang Yufeng's move immediately shocked the male guys who had excessive hormone secretion.

"What are you doing?" Leng Qingxue ran over with a small step. When she was far away, she saw this group of boys surrounding Xiang Yufeng.

"It's okay, it's chatting." Xiang Yufeng smiled, slapped his palm on the long-haired man, and said, "Is that right?"

The long-haired man showed a face that was even worse than crying, nodded repeatedly, and looked at Yufeng's hand that slapped his shoulder on his shoulder, which was not a hand, it was clearly a hammer.

"Okay, let's talk about this for now, let's go." Hearing Xiang Yufeng's words, these young people were like big men, and in a blink of an eye, they ran away without a trace like rabbits.

"Brother Yufeng, what were they doing just now? Do you want to bully you?" Leng Qingxue looked at Xiang Yufeng with her eyes. No matter how stupid she was, she could see the reason. What's more, how could she be a fool if she was able to get into Harvard?

Xiang Yufeng laughed, pinched Leng Qingxue's nose and said, "Bully me? Haha, who can bully me except our Little Snow Princess?"

Leng Qingxue's eyes were as smiling as the moon. She liked to hear Xiang Yufeng say this, and she felt like a spoiled little princess.

Leng Qingxue likes the feeling of being with Xiang Yufeng, a bit hazy and sweet, but more of it is a feeling of being trustworthy and relaxing without restraint. Leng Qingxue himself can't explain clearly what she regards Xiang Yufeng, a man who has only known him for a few days, as the object of her like? Not exactly, brother? Not completely, not entirely, what exactly is, Leng Qingxue doesn't know. Anyway, being with this man is very comfortable and relaxed.

"Let's go and send you home, otherwise your parents should be worried." Xiang Yufeng pointed to the Mercedes-Benz not far away. This car that originally belonged to Xin Shaonan has now become Xiang Yufeng's private property. What else can our eldest son Xin do besides protesting?

At this moment, a dark blue Cadillac SUV suddenly drove by, blocking Xiang Yufeng's view, and then heard Leng Qingxue's sharp fighting sound. Xiang Yufeng's heart suddenly tightened, and he pushed open the car door and rushed towards Leng Qingxue.

Cadillac Suv had already rushed into the night, Leng Qingxue was pushed to the ground, opened her beautiful eyes in a daze, and covered her chest with her hands. The bag in her hand had disappeared, Leng Qingxue said in a panic: "My bag, my bag!"
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