Chapter 245: French Iron Warrior 1

Looking at Xiang Yufeng, whose muscles were constantly twitching, Wang Huaijun smiled and returned to his chair and continued: "The most important thing is that I have not received any news from your grandfather here. If you really have something happened to me, even if your grandfather can spare me, can your grandmother let me go? My old man's 180-year-old meat is probably enough for her Iron Lady to eat alone."

Wang Huaijun smiled and glanced at the admission notice on the table and said, "Xiaofeng, you and Mei Yihan."

"What?" Xiang Yufeng frowned, then stretched out, and Xiang Yufeng smiled, "You always say whatever you want to say?"

"Oh, nothing more." Wang Huaijun looked at the expression on Xiang Yufeng's face carefully before laughing, "This is Mei Yihan's admission letter. This little girl is good and one of the few students who have been admitted to Shanghai University of Finance and Economics."

"Major wealth?" Xiang Yufeng was stunned and then laughed, "I don't know what this kind of thing should be called. It's easy to stay in Beijing under her conditions, how can I get so far."

"You ask me, how do I know?" Wang Huaijun said again, "Xiaofeng, I checked the admission lists of various universities in Beijing some time ago, but I didn't find your name. Why, aren't you staying in Beijing?"

Xiang Yufeng looked at the principal Hailan, and the old man who cared about him said, "My target is in the south."

"Oh, I'm going to your grandfather's place. The Chinese University of Hong Kong is pretty good!"

Xiang Yufeng shook his head and said, "Shanghai Fudan!"

Wang Huaijun glanced at the admission notice on the desktop and said with a slightly profound meaning: "The University of Finance and Economics and Fudan University is very close to each other."

Xiang Yufeng shook his head slightly and looked at Wang Huaijun and said, "Principal Grandpa, you still don't know me. Some things can be retrieved. Some things cannot be retrieved."

"Dongdong" knocked on the door, interrupting the conversation between the two. Then the door was opened, and four boys walked in under the leadership of a strong boy. The thick finger joints and the healthy skin with wheat-colored skin on their bodies made the man the focus of Xiang Yufeng and Wang Huaijun.

"Hello, Principal!" The five baritones with full enthusiasm said hello to Wang Huaichang in unison.

Xiang Yufeng smiled and spit out the smoke from his mouth and said, "These guys are good."

Wang Huaijun also smiled, then looked at the boy in the lead and said, "Did Li Hui hear it? You can be proud to have such an evaluation from the two most popular people in Hailan Academy."

Wang Huaijun looked at Xiang Yufeng with some confusion and pointed at the boy in the lead and said, "He is Li Hui, the Junlang Hall established by Beishan Shaojun was taken from Beishan Shaojun."

"Oh." Xiang Yufeng said lightly, and his eyes began to look at the boy named Li Hui in front of him.

"Li Hui, do you know who he is?"

Li Hui nodded and said calmly: "Xiang Yufeng, as a freshman in high school, surpassed Yuan Liyang, the most popular young master of the young league at that time, and the boss of Beishan, to become the most popular star in Hailan. He even led Hailan students to fight against Sanhuanleizi in groups and finally included them in his subordinates."

Wang Huaijun smiled and looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "It seems that this kid is very concerned about you." Then Wang Huaijun changed his voice and said to Li Hui, "Is there anything wrong with you coming to me?"

Li Hui shook his head and said respectfully: "I'm not here to look for the principal, I'm here to look for senior Xiang."

"Look for me?"

Li Hui nodded and said, "I came to you for two things. One is that we have received the news that Yang Feng, the current boss of the Young League, does not want you to walk out of the Hailan gate."

Xiang Yufeng listened and smiled and looked at Wang Huaijun, saying, "Principal Grandpa, are the students nowadays really cruel? You have to protect me, otherwise I probably won't see the sun tomorrow."

Wang Huaijun tilted his head and didn't even look at Yu Feng. He looked at his appearance, "It's nothing to do with me, you guys, just come and have peace."

"The other one is that I just received the news from the boss of Beishan. He asked me to bring you a message." Li Feng looked at Xiang Yufeng and said a few words, "Ling'er is also in Shanghai. If you are destined to do so, don't let go. Ling'er is very miserable."

When Xiang Yufeng heard the name in his memory, a cute girl appeared in his mind. Xiang Yufeng sighed slightly and looked at Li Hui and said, "Tell Beishan Shaojun, I have received his heart."

Li Hui nodded, then made a gesture of invitation to Xiang Yufeng and said, "We escort you out."

"Uh." Xiang Yufeng's depressed and speechless expression almost made Wang Huaijun beside him laugh out loud.

"Escort? Me?"

Li Hui nodded: "Yang Feng is waiting for you outside the door at this moment. According to the Hailan Academy's regulations on not interfering with private fights among students, if you are alone."

Although Li Hui did not say all of his words, the fool also knew the meaning of the words.

Xiang Yufeng looked at Li Feng's serious face and suddenly laughed. A wave of anger of being challenged and despised surged into Xiang Yufeng's heart. Then a cold light flashed in Xiang Yufeng's eyes. Xiang Yufeng looked at Li Hui with a proud look on his face: "If I want to leave, there is no place in the world that can be stopped. If I can, I will definitely be killed by my death!"

Xiang Yufeng took a step forward and went out the door. When he saw dozens of figures standing not far away as Li Feng said, he snorted coldly: "Who is Yang Feng?" As Xiang Yufeng snorted coldly, a strong murderous aura suddenly surged out of his body. The cold lights in his eyes made a biting cold light rise wherever he looked.

Xiang Yufeng's eyes were on a boy with white skin surrounded by a man with clear skin. The boy was wearing Taekwondo costume at this time. The three-stage mark on the black belt further highlighted that the boy had strong legs.

"The flower legs in a small land dare to compete with the Chinese moon!" As soon as Xiang Yufeng finished speaking, a cold light shot out from his eyes and approached Yang Feng, who was wearing a Taekwondo uniform. Yang Feng's chest was suddenly pressed by a huge rock, and he couldn't breathe. At this moment, Xiang Yufeng moved, and his legs with waves of dust attacked Yang Feng. When Yang Feng instinctively wanted to raise his arms to protect him, Xiang Yufeng punched hard on his arms. A pain that was so painful that it spread from Yang Feng's arms to the whole body. Then Xiang Yufeng didn't even give him a chance to cry for pain to Yang Feng, and his cold hands had already strangled Yang Feng's neck.
Chapter completed!