dashing little Taoist priest

Chapter 19

Time passed quickly, and after evening self-study, Ye Feng left the school alone.He arrived at the park early, and then called Lan Mengmeng, telling her not to come here, and he would go find her later.

Lan Mengmeng was worried about Ye Feng, and gave Ye Feng a sense of helplessness after admonishing him.

It was already nine o'clock at the moment, and the park was a little remote, so there were basically no people here at the moment.

Ye Feng found a stone chair and sat down, quietly waiting for Huang Ziwen to come over.And this kind of waiting didn't last long, Ye Feng saw two vans approaching not far away, and then about [-] people descended from them.

When these people saw Ye Feng, they all surrounded him. The leader, a man who seemed to be in his twenties, pointed at Ye Feng with a cigarette in his mouth, "Are you Ye Feng?"

"Yes, why?" Ye Feng stood up slowly, squeezed his fists, and replied lightly.He was not afraid of these people. In terms of boxing skills, he could easily defeat this group of people, which was also his confidence.

Ye Feng looked up. Among these people, he didn't see Huang Ziwen, so he couldn't help feeling a little strange.He remembered that when he just left school, Huang Ziwen looked at him a few more times, as if he was worried that Ye Feng would not come to the park.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but have a guess in his heart. Could it be that the female ghost has come out?

He was thinking about it, but he heard the man say angrily: "What? What's wrong with you? It's really annoying, hit me!"

When the men around heard the words, they immediately greeted Ye Feng with punches and kicks.These people are not very old, ranging from 17 to 21 years old.All of them looked like gangsters, with colorful hair dyed or various tattoos, lest others would not know that they were delinquent youths.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and dodged to avoid the fists and feet of several people, then he rushed forward and kicked the two closest people away with his kick.

Then he turned around and threw a blow that swept his legs and knocked one person down. A left uppercut was immediately followed by a right uppercut. With left and right bows, three or four were hit so hard that they couldn't straighten up.

"Fuck! Haven't you eaten yet? Hit labor and capital hard!" The leader man was a little surprised when he saw this, and at the same time he was very angry, and he couldn't help shouting at the people he brought.

"Damn, copycat!" Seeing Ye Feng's fierceness, some of these people drank and pulled out their sticks.

Hearing the words, the dozen or so people around pulled out a short stick from their waists and swung it, and two more sticks popped out of it.It is about half a meter long and has a round knot at the top. Hitting it on the body is no joke.

Seeing them take out this thing, Ye Feng didn't care, as long as they don't hit it.Besides, so what if you hit it?Ye Feng fought with zombies since he was a child, and the hardness of the zombie's body was not much worse than that of a steel plate.

A gangster held a stick and lashed at Ye Feng fiercely, but Ye Feng just turned slightly and punched the man on the nose with a straight punch, and immediately two nosebleeds shot out.

At this time, three more people came over with swinging sticks, Ye Feng reacted quickly, squatted down, put one hand on the ground, and kicked out his two feet
He stepped on the three people's stomachs one after another, kicked the three people back again and again, and sat down on the ground.As soon as Ye Feng turned over and stood up, he kicked back quickly, forcing the few people behind him who were about to attack back away.

In Ye Feng's battle in this state, he still didn't blush and was out of breath, but the twenty people were a little weak.They all held sticks in their hands, but they still couldn't do anything to Ye Feng, which made them feel powerless for a while.

However, at this moment, Ye Feng didn't seem to want to play anymore.After standing still, looking at a man rushing towards him, Ye Feng quickly punched the man in the chest with great precision, and immediately sent the man flying upside down.

Then he shot quickly and ruthlessly, beating them with one punch and one kick and screaming continuously. Two minutes later, only the leading man was left standing there among the twenty or so people.It's just that his face is very ugly, white and black at times.

Ye Feng looked at the moaning hooligans lying or sitting around him, sighed, spread his hands and said, "Why bother?"

The leading man looked at Ye Feng, swallowed and said, "You...you are really good at fighting."

Ye Feng smiled helplessly, and then said coldly: "Where's Huang Ziwen? Tell him to get out."

The man was about to say something when he saw a figure approaching slowly not far away.Ye Feng looked at it, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and showed a weird smile at the same time.

When the leading man saw the figure, he shouted: "Huang Ziwen, is your uncle trying to harm me? Didn't you say that a dozen people are enough? Labor and management brought more than 20 people and they were beaten like this." , You have to calculate the loss for me."

The figure didn't speak, and still walked unhurriedly.Seeing this, the man couldn't help being furious, and shouted: "Your uncle!"

Ye Feng was a little annoyed by his noise, so he said coldly: "Shut up!"

The man was taken aback for a moment, but he really didn't dare to speak anymore.He looked at Ye Feng aggrievedly, although he didn't dare to say anything, but there was a sternness in his eyes.At the same time, he was also making up his mind, planning to bring more people next time, and with a machete, he didn't believe that Ye Feng could still parry.

Just as he was thinking fiercely, that figure had already approached, and the leading man turned around to look, and was taken aback for a moment.

I saw that the approaching figure was indeed Huang Ziwen, but at this moment Huang Ziwen's face was too pale, strangely white, as if he had been smeared with flour.On the contrary, there are very thick dark circles around his two eyes, making the whites of his eyes particularly obvious.

"Cousin...cousin, you...what's the matter with you?" Seeing Huang Ziwen's appearance, the man couldn't help but stammered and asked.

Huang Ziwen raised his head slowly, staring at the man with eyes that were obviously more white than black, and showed a weird smile.This smile made the man shudder, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.Then he wanted to ask something again, but was interrupted by Ye Feng.

"It's not Huang Ziwen. If you don't want to die, you'd better come behind me."

The man was stunned, turned his head to look at Ye Feng, and then said angrily: "What nonsense? You think I'll be afraid if you say that... er... er... Let go... I..."

However, before he finished speaking, Huang Ziwen behind him suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed his neck firmly.Immediately, his face turned red, his breathing was difficult, and he could hardly speak.

Seeing this, Ye Feng sneered, jumped out suddenly, and then threw the copper coin that had just been caught between the fingers of his right hand against Huang Ziwen's forehead forcefully.

(End of this chapter)