Ye Feng looked coldly at all the followers of Long Shaoyang who did not dare to step forward, like a king coming to the world, and said arrogantly: "Nangong Yuting is my person, Long Shaoyang is just a warning from me to you, if

If anyone commits this crime again, he will be killed."

No one around dared to say a word. Ye Feng was very satisfied with the effect and took Nangong Yuting's hand and walked away from the crowd.

Xu Zhirong got up from the ground with difficulty at this time. Looking at Ye Feng's leaving back, he actually shed two lines of tears. At this moment, his heart was full of sadness, not because he failed to avenge Long Shaoyang, but because he had been there since he was a child.

The hard-trained Wing Chun was defeated by the young man in front of him with one move, leaving him no room to fight back.

Ten minutes after Ye Feng left, in a corner of the playground, four or five young men in white were surrounding a girl, looking straight at the laptop in the girl's hand.

"The movement speed is 0.19 seconds, which is 140% higher than the reaction speed of ordinary people. The attack power of the upper limbs is 130%, and the attack power of the lower limbs is doubled. The ability to resist blows is unpredictable." The girl said in a cold voice.

"The risk factor is extremely high." At this time, a charming-looking young man sitting aside flicked the cigarette butt in his hand and stood up.

"Master Lin, what should we do?" A young man in white stood up and asked.

"Such a person is either a friend or an enemy. Let's see if he can be used by me first. If not, the girl named Nangong is his weakness." After the charming Lin Shao finished speaking, he left, and those few

The boy in white followed neatly behind him.

After they left, the girl closed the computer, stood up and saw that the crowd on the playground had dispersed. She sighed quietly: "Nangong is not Ye Feng's weakness, but his weakness."

But no one heard her words.

"Zi Yan, Mr. Lin asked you to hurry up~" After a while, a boy in white ran back to the playground and shouted to the girl.

After hearing this, the girl named Zi Yan lowered her head and smiled coldly, and said to herself: "Lin Yinan, when did I become your accessory?"

It was already twelve o'clock at noon, and so many messy things had happened throughout the morning. Ye Feng really didn't have the heart to go to class anymore. Walking on the road to campus, students stared at Ye Feng along the way.

People pointed and pointed, but Ye Feng remained silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Nangong Yuting asked strangely: "Feng, what are you thinking about?"

"No, I have to go to the principal's office. What kind of shabby school is this? It's still a noble school. Let's go~" After saying that, he pulled Nangong Yuting and ran towards the principal's office.

Ye Feng took Nangong Yuting's hand and kicked open the door of the principal's office. He rushed in and shouted: "Principal, what kind of shabby school is this? Students on the playground are carrying knives to kill people. Don't you know?"

Just as Ye Feng finished speaking, Nangong Yuting pulled his sleeve and said softly: "Feng, that teacher Han is here."

"I don't care whether she is a Korean teacher or a Japanese teacher. Principal, you must give me an explanation today."

The principal was stunned by what Ye Feng said, but he was so old, what had he not experienced? He quickly calmed down, blinked and asked: "What? Ye Feng, you said you

Looking for your grandpa? He has already left."

"I, you~" Ye Feng was speechless by the principal's words.

Teacher Han looked at Ye Feng's suppressed red face and couldn't help but smile: "Are you Ye Feng? The vice chairman of the student union came just now and said that you, Ye Feng, beat the students with iron rods first and were besieged behind.

Do you still have the nerve to complain?"

Ye Feng then saw clearly that there was a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa on one side. It was the Teacher Han whom he met this morning. Beijing in July was hot or cold. After seeing Teacher Han's outfit,

A moment ago, Ye Feng felt that it was inappropriate for him to complain first, but after he carefully looked at Teacher Han, he was really hot. He was dressed in a teacher's professional attire and a short skirt that reached his knees, which outlined the perfect curve of his hips.

Feng's eyes couldn't help but shift upward, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. At least thirty-six days. Ye Feng couldn't help but have an idea in his mind, "What if the buttons on her chest are stretched open?"

Nangong Yuting saw something was wrong in Ye Feng's eyes, pinched Ye Feng's arm hard and snorted.

"Haha, Ye Feng, I was discussing with Director Han how to handle this matter, and you came here." The principal stood up from the boss's chair, walked to Ye Feng's side, avoided Nangong Yuting, and leaned over Ye Feng.

Feng whispered in his ear: "How is it? Is this girl good? Are you interested?"

Ye Feng was stunned after hearing this. When he saw the principal's ambiguous eyes, he couldn't help but think of what he had just thought. His face instantly turned red and he said awkwardly: "Principal, I~"

The principal then laughed loudly and said loudly: "Director Han and I have agreed that we will not pursue this matter of yours. This girl is Nangong Yuting, right? It is true that a hero turns to beauty in anger, and people do not waste their youth in romance.

Ah ha ha."

When Nangong Yuting heard that the principal actually connected these two poems, her face turned red to her ears and she lowered her head shyly.

Director Han also stood up at this time and walked towards Ye Feng. Ye Feng didn't know what was going on with him at this time. There seemed to be a fire burning in his abdomen. Director Han took a step towards him and he pulled him.

Xiaoyu took a step back. Director Han frowned when he noticed this situation, then stretched out his hand to Ye Feng and said, "Hello, my name is Han Lin, and I am the director of the school's Academic Affairs Office."

But now Ye Feng dared to take her hand and said in a trembling voice: "Principal and Director, we are not feeling well. Please take half a day off." After saying that, he took Nangong Yuting's hand and rushed out of the principal's office like flying.

Han Lin clasped her hands on her chest and asked strangely: "What's wrong with this kid? Why do I feel like he's a little afraid of me."

"Haha, do you have the nerve to say that? Ye Feng is still a young boy. Of course he has no resistance to a beauty like you. He is afraid of you, but it is a special kind of fear." The principal smiled ambiguously.

road.

"You have no resistance to me? Are you particularly afraid?" Han Lin said a little confused.

"Yeah, I'm very scared." The principal coughed lightly and sighed with a serious heart.

Han Lin couldn't help but think of the way Ye Feng looked at her and the parts of her body she looked at. Her face turned red and she said softly, "Uncle Zhang, please stop laughing at me."

"Haha, okay, Han girl, you should pay close attention to the movements of the so-called Four Heavenly Kings in our school recently, and at home, you should also inquire about the Long family's attitude towards Long Shaoyang. Ye Feng is your Uncle Feng's only

My grandson, we must protect him."

"What? This guy is Uncle Feng's grandson? Isn't his surname Ye?" Han Lin asked strangely.

"Haha, his surname is Ye after his mother's surname, but he is a real descendant of the Feng family. These are the grievances and grievances of us old guys sixteen years ago. You were still young at that time, so it's normal not to know.
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