Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 118
As soon as the words fell, Lingchu turned around and walked out of the restaurant without looking at Ye Feng who was on the ground.

Yan Chen glanced at Ye Feng who was on the ground, and then left without expression.

Lingfei also tremblingly followed behind them and ran away.

Seeing them leaving, Ye Feng slammed the floor hard and propped himself up.

Seeing this, the young people next to him also came to their senses, hurried over and supported Ye Feng with all their might.

Ye Feng pushed them away and stared at them. Now they are all running over, why did they go so early?
The others felt guilty for a while and didn't speak.

Ye Feng turned his head and stared at the door. The backs of Lingchu and Yan Chen had clearly disappeared, but they seemed to be deeply engraved in his heart.

Ye Feng's hands on his side were clenched into fists, his eyes filled with uncontrollable anger.

At the same time, there is strong suspicion.

Why……

He is clearly an S-level fighter, why can't he beat Lingchu?
His system...why didn't it respond?
Ye Feng quietly put his left hand on his right wrist, and pressed it tightly slightly.

The moment he pressed it tightly, he could feel a little bulge under the skin.

You can't see it with the naked eye, but you can touch it.

Others don't know what it is, but he himself knows that it is his system.

He is now able to become an S-level fighter, all thanks to this system.

I thought that I could rely on this system to feel proud.

Why is there no response now?

"That..." The young man next to him looked at Ye Feng's gloomy face and asked cautiously: "Ye Feng, are we still gathering today? Otherwise, let's break up, Lao Ding is also injured, let's go back separately..."

Ye Feng came back to his senses and glanced at the classmate who was accidentally injured by him. He felt no guilt at all, only anger.

Without saying a word, he turned around and left.

Seeing this scene, the few remaining people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What's his attitude?"

"Obviously he hurt someone, why is it still like this?"

"It's because he is now an S-level fighter."

"S-level fighter? I think it's all fake. You didn't see that he can't beat Lingchu, an A-level fighter?"

"Is it true that Lingchu is right, his test result is through the back door?"

"I can't, isn't Senior Yan Chen helping me with the test? It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Anyway, it's false."

The young people curled their lips, they were all young people in their early twenties, they didn't have much contact with each other, and they didn't have any real feelings.

It's just what kind of fox friends and dog friends, they come together and leave, and they talk about Ye Feng, and they don't show mercy to any of them.

As for the person involved, Ye Feng walked towards Ye's house with a sullen face after he left the restaurant.

There was such a fuss tonight, how could he have any intention of celebrating now.

He just wanted to go home quickly and ask the system exactly what was going on at Lingchu.

However, not long after he left the restaurant, a person suddenly emerged from the dark alley next to him and stopped Ye Feng.

"Brother Ye, you have to save me!"

Ye Feng was startled by the person who jumped out suddenly, and took a step back to see clearly who it was.

"Wang Yijun?"

The person in front of him was Wang Yijun.

Wang Yijun's face is now haggard, his eyes are black and blue, and he looks very bad.

Ye Feng asked impatiently, "Why are you here?"

Wang Yijun looked at Ye Feng with snot and tears, "Brother Ye, you have to help me."

Ye Feng sneered: "Shall I help you?"

(End of this chapter)