Chapter 188 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the evening clouds (26)

He never went to the canteen in the school before, but under the oppression of life, he had to go to the canteen.

Feng Yansheng lined up well, and the queue was very long, and even if he was impatient, he had no choice.

When he was about to get to the point where he was a blind person, he was in front of him openly.

It's a joke that the dignified Prince Feng has never been inserted into the team. He buckled the bowl on his head without saying a word, and put the hot rice he had just served inside.

The two of them took action in the cafeteria, but of course Feng Yansheng won, and of course he was sent to the principal's office.

Feng Yansheng, the thorny principal, had no choice but to do anything to him. After all, he could not really expel Feng Yansheng. The forces behind Feng Yansheng can be watched.

The principal scolded him without any pain and asked him to write a manuscript of two thousand words tonight and read it tomorrow morning in front of the whole school.

Feng Yan smiled angrily, his face so gloomy that he wanted to beat the principal.

On the way back, Feng Yansheng was blocked. This is an alley with no people at night.

The person who blocked Feng Yansheng was the person who fought with him in the cafeteria. The man had bandages on his forehead and arms. He brought many people. Those people were not serious at first glance, and they all had iron sticks and even knives.

The man said viciously, "You are very brave, even I dare to mess with you?"

Feng Yansheng has never known what fear is since he was a child. He is not panicked at all, and he can even laugh, "Where are you from?"

His arrogant words succeeded in angering those people.

Feng Yansheng can fight, and the fight is very powerful. Only others have ever eaten his fists, but that was before.

In the past, everyone knew that his Feng family was the only one. Whoever dared to really beat him up was just having fun with him.

And even if Feng Yansheng was able to fight, he couldn't handle so many people, let alone they had iron sticks and knives in their hands.

Feng Yansheng was almost at the beginning of this moment. Those men came in a fierce manner, but were suppressed by him so hard that they could not let go.

The sound of fists and feet being touched is almost unheard. Feng Yansheng's skills are much better than a year ago. He used to be a bit fancy, but now he is indeed in a fierce and fearless attitude, and he can never get more benefits from those people.

In such a narrow space, Feng Yansheng's ability was not abandoned, which made those people very careful.

Although those men have also practiced, they are not very good compared to Feng Yansheng, who has received high-end training.

But no matter how great his ability is, he can't withstand so many people. One person used a foolish trick to hit Feng Yansheng on the back with an iron stick when he was not careful.

Feng Yansheng paused and was kicked into the wall with an opportunity. Even the people at the end of the alley could hear the muffled sound.

But Feng Yansheng seemed to have no idea, and then bounced up again, knocking the person who wanted to grab his wrist with his backhand and elbow.

Feng Yansheng only took this move, and later his physical strength began to fail. The people were holding weapons in their hands and were accidentally beaten a few times.

Although Feng Yansheng was a playboy, he was not a sick person. He was at a disadvantage at the beginning, and slowly, he maintained that disadvantage. Those people could only suppress him, but they were unable to get close to him.

Feng Yansheng's shoulder blade was hit twice by the iron rod, and his whole arm was paralyzed for a moment. Although he raised his foot and kicked the man away the next step, his arm was paralyzed for a long time, and when he exerted force, there was a faint sting of pain.

Several people were entangled in this small space for a while. Feng Yansheng would pause unconsciously because of that moment and the arm were lifted, but this moment made his disadvantage even greater.

With just a few dozen moves, Feng Yansheng was kicked in his left leg and was about to kneel down. Another person quickly reached out to hold his throat. As long as he held it with this hand, Feng Yansheng would be completely restrained.

He now supports the ground with one hand, but his other hand cannot raise his strength because he just took one of the other's legs.

To be honest, Feng Yansheng is not as embarrassed as he is now, and his eyes are covered with blood.

Broken glass wine bottles on the ground in this alley.

Feng Yansheng's palms were stuck with blood. A thick layer of blood scab dyed the broken glass with a layer of rust red, and the glass seemed to grow into the flesh and blood of his palms.

His eyes were only staring at those people.

Feng Yansheng was not afraid at all. He just wanted to repair these people one by one, no matter what the price he paid.

Feng Yansheng used the broken glass on his hand to pierce the man's shoulder blade while the person who held him was not paying attention. He pierced the glass and then slashed it to the side. His palm was pierced by the sharp side of the glass, and blood dripped down from his palm.

(End of this chapter)
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