Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

The school is only two kilometers away from where Song Yan boards.

After dropping him off, Song Yan gave Lin Feng a quick kiss on the lips. "Be careful on the road, see you tomorrow."

Lin Feng looked at Song Yan with affection: "See you tomorrow."

Watching Song Yan's retreating figure as she entered the courtyard, he had already made his decision. Since he had already transmigrated, why make any more choices?

He wants Song Yan, Liu Jiaqi, and even Sun Xiaoli.

Zhang Min's case is pending, since she has a family.

Just then, the phone rang; it was Tiger.

"Brother Feng, I've been waiting all day! Did you ask Li Na for her phone number for me or not?"

Lin Feng paused for a moment before remembering this:

"Not yet, I'll ask for you in a bit."

"Hurry up! It's so difficult to get you to do anything."

"What's your rush? She can't run away."

"Damn it! Aren't you worried about not being able to contact your wife?"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I'll ask for you right away."

After hanging up the phone, he sent Sun Xiaoli a text message:

"Honey, what's Li Na's phone number? Tiger asked for it. Those two idiots forgot to exchange numbers."

Two minutes later, Sun Xiaoli replied:

"138XXXXXXXX, why don't you come and ask me yourself? I miss you."

Raymond Lam replied: "I miss you too. I miss your every smile and the scent of you."

"I just got out of school and I'm driving right now, so I'll talk to you later."

Zhang Xiaoli replied, "Okay, be careful, love you."

He sent Li Na's phone number to Tiger.

Tiger replied instantly: "Feng, I love you!!!"

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head.

As the car passed the Xinhua Bookstore, he suddenly stepped on the foot brake.

After hesitating for two seconds, I parked the car on the side of the road and went inside.

A moment later, Lin Feng came out, threw his phone on the center console, started the car, and drove towards his grandmother's house.

That evening, Lin Feng added Sun Xiaoli and Zhang Min's QQ numbers on his phone.

He stayed in bed, holding his phone, chatting with Song Yan, Zhang Min, and Sun Xiaoli for half the night.

The next morning, Lin Feng picked up Song Yan to go to school. Once they arrived at school, they immediately became the focus of the entire school.

This time, almost everyone in the school knew that Lin Feng had driven an Audi A6 to school.

The girls all envied Song Yan for getting to sit in the passenger seat of Lin Feng's car. Actually, quite a few girls at school liked Lin Feng, but not many of them were good-looking.

During the second period in the afternoon, the sky outside the window was overcast, with low-hanging clouds that looked like it was about to rain but couldn't.

Lin Feng lay on the table, twirling his pen, going over his plans for after school in his mind once more.

The defection of those sixteen people was already a done deal; Zhao Lei and the leaders assured him there would be no problem.

Tiger has also made arrangements. He found a ruthless guy from another county to take care of the job and send him away immediately, so the source can't be traced.

Originally, Lin Feng didn't want to take this step, but since Wang Yu dared to make a move on Liu Jiaqi, he wouldn't be so ruthless.

Everything is ready, just waiting for school to end.

"Brother Feng." Chen Qisheng leaned closer and lowered his voice, "Da Yong just came back from the restroom and saw Wang Yu's group gathering on the first floor, each with a pickaxe handle. Guo Xu was there too."

How many people?

"Including Wang Yu and Guo Xu, there are eighteen in total. Just like I heard before," Chen Qisheng said with some concern.

"Brother Feng, is your plan to turn them to the enemy reliable? Those guys are all armed; what if they betray us?"

"I'll get some of my brothers to go with us, just in case."

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Don't worry. Wang Yu can't afford the price I offered them."

He knew perfectly well that Wang Yu wasn't exactly a rich kid; he could come up with two or three hundred, but two or three thousand was impossible for him.

If we really send that many people, it will definitely attract attention, and then it will alarm the school and the police, which will be too troublesome.

He traveled back in time to build a business empire and enjoy a wonderful life, but he didn't come back to mingle in the underworld.

Soon, the school bell rang, signaling the end of the school term.

A thin, small boy from the second year of high school jogged into the classroom. He swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he said:

"Feng, Brother Feng..."

Lin Feng looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

"Um..." The boy handed over the note, his hand trembling. "Someone asked me to give this to you."

Lin Feng took it, and the boy turned and ran away as if a dog was chasing him, disappearing in a flash.

Chen Qisheng leaned closer to look: "What does it say?"

Lin Feng unfolded the note, on which was written a line in crooked handwriting: "The alley behind the school, anyone who doesn't come is a grandson."

He crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the desk drawer:

"Walk."

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The alley behind the school is lined with red brick walls on both sides, with moss growing at the base of the walls. At the end of the alley is a scrap metal yard, piled with broken copper and iron, and the air smells of rust.

When Lin Feng and Chen Qisheng came out of the back door, the alley was already full of people.

Wang Yu stood at the front, a cigarette dangling from his lips, a pickaxe handle in his hand, which he tapped repeatedly in his palm.

Behind him were sixteen men, all carrying pickaxe handles. Guo Xu stood next to Wang Yu, also holding a pickaxe in his hand.

When Wang Yu saw Lin Feng, he flicked his cigarette butt away. The cigarette butt bounced twice on the ground, sending up a few sparks.

"Lin Feng, you've got guts, kid. I thought you'd run away with your tail between your legs."

Lin Feng strolled over slowly, a smile on his face:

"Run? Why should I run?"

Wang Yu took a step forward, slung the pickaxe handle over his shoulder, and said, "Fuck you, you still dare to act tough after seeing this? Weren't you very arrogant yesterday? Saying that I had no chance with Liu Jiaqi?"

He sneered, raising his voice a few decibels, and pointed the pickaxe handle at Lin Feng: "Hold him down!"

I'm afraid the air will suddenly become quiet.

Immediately afterwards...

Thump thump thump thump thump...

Thump thump thump... Slap slap!

"Awooo!"

"Smash him to death...bang...bang!"

Thump thump thump thump thump...!

"Awooo!"

"Don't step on my shoes, don't hit my face. Dry pussy... pussy!"

"Ya-heh... Ehehehe, pi-le... pi-le!"

(Greetings, Official! I'm the most obedient author, I wasn't... I wasn't fighting, I was singing and dancing!)