In the military district guesthouse.

The lights are still bright.

Cang Shaopeng chatted happily with his friends.

For these young people in their twenties, no matter what kind of guesthouse they are, they are a more mysterious and interesting place.

Their age is just a state of just entering the social circle. This kind of party with old men and second and third generations of young and middle-aged men attending is like a famous party, always attracting boys and girls who want to be innovative and establish their identities.

Cang Shaopeng and the others were very happy as long as they stood inside. After all, this meant that they had entered a circle, a brand new circle.

What made Cang Shaopeng even happier was that he scolded Yang Rui today.

When I got home, this was a good statement. Look, the Lu Boding I found may not be a problem. I confronted Yang Rui. He didn't dare to say anything. He was scolded by me as a fool. Cang Shaopeng kept doing dialogue exercises in his heart, and fantasizing about the admiration of everyone after the news spread.

So what if Yang Rui has been on TV? I’m scolded and ran away like a mouse.

The pride in Cang Shaopeng's heart was growing like wild grass.

"Bang"

A crisp sound exploded in my ears.

Cang Shaopeng was still thinking about where the sound was, and then his cheeks started to hurt.

Cang Shaopeng covered his face and looked around in panic.

I saw a strong man raising his big feet and stepping on him.

Cang Shaopeng rolled over on the spot, hid, and then got up and cursed: "Where are you hitting someone? Who are you?"

"I, Wen Zelin, why? I'm not convinced?" Wen Zelin said and raised his slap again.

Cang Shaopeng looked at Wen Zelin's slap and was stunned for a moment.

I have never seen anyone beat people so justly in public.

The friend who stood together rushed up and hugged Wen Zelin, and smiled and said, "Brother Wen, don't be angry. Shaopeng did something wrong and asked him to apologize to you. Don't hit him first. So many people are watching."

Cang Shaopeng looked aggrieved and shocked. I was beaten or not. I don’t know anyone, so you ask me to apologize?

Cang Shaopeng was not convinced, but he also knew that today's occasion was hidden and crouching. Yang Rui, a college student, was easy to bully, so the older the older the older the older the big brothers.

The reason is very simple. The older the second generation, the older the father is, the older the grandfather is. It is useless for the older the grandfather to be. Old men in their seventies and eighties are not the most powerful ones, and they have basically retired. Secondly, the older ones have positions. The second generation of young and middle-aged men in their thirties and forties are often higher than those of Cang Shaopeng's father, and they are not the ones that they dare to offend.

Cang Shaopeng continued to cover his face and stood behind the two of them.

Wen Zelin frowned and couldn't do it. It was unreasonable. He threw away his hand and said, "Lin Qing, do you want to take this matter?"

"Seeing what you said, I don't know anything. Let's talk about it first."

Wen Zelin's eyes rolled and said, "You call someone over, I'll tell you."

Lin Qing did not doubt that he had him, so he recruited Cang Shaopeng and said, "Shaopeng, come, I apologize to Brother Wen first."

"I really didn't do anything." Cang Shaopeng covered his face and was unwilling to come up, and he didn't know Wen Zelin.

Lin Qing was a little unhappy and said, "What are you afraid of? Come here."

"I'm afraid I'll be beaten again." Cang Shaopeng's answer was very realistic. The slap just now was too heavy. He still felt pain now, and his teeth were a little loose.

Lin Qing frowned and said, "Who is Brother Wen? If someone says he won't beat you, he won't beat you. Come here, hurry up."

Cang Shaopeng had no choice but to come over with his face.

"Call Brother Wen." Lin Qing angrily pulled Cang Shaopeng and said, "Brother Wen grew up in the same courtyard as me. When he was young, he beat me a lot. What's so great about slapping you?"

He also introduced Wen Zelin's origin from another direction.

Cang Shaopeng understood this way, he was a man who couldn't afford to offend him. Among them, Lin Qing was the oldest and a leading figure. He said that after being beaten by Wen Zelin, he would not lose face if he was slapped by himself.

Cang Shaopeng felt a little relieved and whispered: "Brother Wen. I don't know what I did wrong."

"Don't know?" Wen Zelin smiled manually.

"I don't know." Cang Shaopeng shook his head, his face still hurting.

Wen Zelin changed his slightly better expression and said, "Put down first."

Cang Shaopeng hesitated for a moment and slowly put his hand down.

Several girls present exclaimed.

I saw that Cang Shaopeng's left face not only swollen, but also had red handprints.

Lin Qing was also a little unhappy and started a good demonstration, saying, "Brother Wen, just tell me what you have, Shaopeng is wrong..."

Bang!

The waving slap and the rolling human body interrupted Lin Qing's words.

And the pair of big feet that followed were no one to stop them.

Just as Lin Qing was stunned, Wen Zelin had already stepped on at least three or four feet.

"Brother Wen, what's wrong with you?" Two people rushed up and hugged Wen Zelin.

"Let go." Wen Zelin pushed the man away, stretched his sleeves, and said, "It's nothing wrong with giving him a memory."

Lin Qing looked unhappy and felt that Wen Zelin was too disrespectful to him. He said coldly: "Brother Wen, you just said you wouldn't hit someone anymore. You are going back on your word."

"I didn't say I didn't hit him, it was you." Wen Zelin clapped his hands easily and said, "I mean, I want to say to him. This is my way of saying it."

When Lin Qing thought about it, it seemed like this, but it would only make him even more unhappy.

Lin Qing didn't ask why Wen Zelin hit someone, and said stiffly: "Brother Lin, if you finish your words, please come back."

Wen Zelin didn't give him any face, and Lin Qing was unwilling to compromise.

Wen Zelin smiled slightly and said, "No hurry, I'll stand and watch the show."

"What drama?" Lin Qing asked strangely.

Wen Zelin smiled but said nothing.

Cang Shaopeng felt a bad feeling.
Chapter completed!