Douluo: Make a gun first

Chapter 113: The Annoying Flanders
After a long time, Ye Lingling got wet again. Only when the blood stains on her clothes were completely washed away did Shen Feng end his little action.

After all, water flow can be evil in some cases.
Ye Lingling's face flushed as she glared at Shen Feng fiercely, "Really? You're not honest at all."

Shen Feng chuckled: "Use a little more force to wash it more cleanly."

As he spoke, Shen Feng picked up Flanders, who was still in a coma. With a thought, the frozen door shattered.

"Come on, let's go out. I think everyone must be getting anxious waiting."

Soon, Dugu Bo helped Flanders to remove the anesthesia from his body, and Flanders slowly woke up.

Ma Hongjun, Zhao Wuji, Shen Feng, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing who had just woken up, and Dai Mubai who was bandaged, all surrounded them at this moment.

Ma Hongjun's eyes were instantly blurred with tears: "Teacher, you finally woke up."

Flanders glanced at everyone and said weakly, "Tang San, where is Tang San?"

As soon as the word "Tang San" came out, the scene fell silent.

Shen Feng's face darkened slightly and he turned and left. It was not because of anything else, but because he felt disappointed.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, and didn't know what to say for a moment. When she woke up, she had already learned the whole story from Ning Rongrong.

Especially when Tang San launched a sneak attack on Flanders, and then ignored the safety of all of them and chased after Xiao Wu.

Ning Rongrong cursed: "What a shitty little jerk, why mention him? It's disgusting."

Ma Hongjun gnashed his teeth and said, "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Tang San, he can't run away."

Dai Mubai said sternly: "Principal Flanders, we already know about Tang San's sneak attack on you. Don't worry, we will definitely catch him and let you deal with him as you wish."

Flanders frowned: "What are you guys talking about? Why should I deal with the mistress?"

Everyone was stunned, obviously confused, and some even couldn't understand Flanders' train of thought.

Zhao Wuji frowned and said in a dull voice: "Boss Fu, weren't all these injuries of yours caused by that Tang San?"

"And your left arm, wasn't it lost because of him?"

Flanders was also stunned and moved his left arm slightly, but nothing happened.

When he turned around, he found that his left arm had disappeared completely.

His expression changed several times, and Flanders smiled bitterly: "Left hand, is my left hand really gone? No wonder, no wonder it hurt so much before I passed out."

Zhao Wuji paused and said angrily, "Flanders, what do you mean?"

"What time is it? How can you still laugh?"

"Your hand is broken, you are useless, your body is defective, and your future is cut off!"

Flanders smiled bitterly and shook his head, lying flat on his back looking up at the sky. A tear fell from the corner of his eye, his eyes were full of regret, helplessness, and forbearance.

"Wuji, once you are in the martial arts world, you have no choice. I can't do anything about it."

"Losing a hand is better than losing your life, and it's better than bringing trouble to your relatives and friends."

As he spoke, Flanders looked at Ma Hongjun and the others, and forced a stiff smile.

"Xiaojun, Xiaobai, Rongrong, Zhuqing, can you please go aside first? I have something to talk to Wuji alone."

Ma Hongjun looked at Flanders deeply, then turned and came to Shen Feng. Dai Mubai said softly, "Dean, no matter what, I support you."

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly and looked at Dai Mubai strangely. She always felt that this Dai Mubai was too unreal.

During this period of time, Zhu Zhuqing discovered that Dai Mubai, although the third prince of the Xingdou royal family, did not have the slightest aura of a king. Although his martial soul was the white tiger, the king of all beasts, he did not have the slightest tendency towards tyranny.

This was quite different from all the Star Royal Family members she had met.

Polite, gentle, kind, sensible, and self-disciplined, he doesn't look like a member of the royal family of the Xingdou Empire at all, but more like a member of the royal family of the Tiandou Empire.

Although she didn't dislike Dai Mubai like this, she always felt that something was wrong. It was a cat-like intuition, and the strong sense of separation made her feel deeply uneasy.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong beside her suddenly pulled her and said, "Zhu Qing, what are you thinking about? The dean wants to have a private talk with this uncle, let's go over there too."

Zhu Zhuqing came back to her senses and nodded: "Oh, okay."

Shen Feng was talking to Ye Lingling and Dugu Bo on the side, and Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai and others came over.

Dugu Bo glanced at them, turned around and walked aside, "You young people are talking, I, an old man, will not get involved."

Ma Hongjun came over with a gloomy face, "Brother Feng, what happened to my teacher? Was he brainwashed by that little bastard named Tang San?"

"He almost died because of that little bastard, and he's still worried about the safety of that bastard."

"What the hell, why have I never seen him care so much about me before?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at the foul-mouthed Ma Hongjun and nodded heavily, "That's right, that damned little jerk, he must have been brainwashed by the dean."

"Otherwise, why would the dean protect him, a person he has only known for a few days? Even if he cares about his students, he wouldn't care about them to this extent."

Dai Mubai smiled evilly, "The dean has his own considerations. We, as students, should not slander our teachers behind their backs."

"I think we should wait for the dean and Teacher Zhao to discuss it, and then follow their arrangements."

Shen Feng looked at Dai Mubai in surprise. Has this guy changed? How come he is so sensible? Is he still a white tiger? Isn't he someone's domesticated lion dog?
Ma Hongjun glared at Dai Mubai in annoyance and shouted, "Shut up. I'm discussing something with Brother Feng, so you have no right to speak. You really don't understand your own status at all?"

Being scolded suddenly, Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, but he suppressed it in an instant, and then put on a look of aggrieved.

"Brother Hongjun, since Dean Flanders is like this, everyone is in a bad mood, and I am naturally the same."

"If you want to hate someone, you should hate Tang San, right? He should be held responsible for at least 80% of the misfortune that befell Dean Flanders."

"You are targeting me, which will only make my loved ones sad and my enemies happy."

Zhu Zhuqing frowned even deeper, and looked at Dai Mubai with confusion in her eyes.

Is this Dai Mubai really the third prince of the Xingluo royal family? How can he be so tolerant?

How can you win the battle of fate if you are so heartless?
Could it be that I was really wrong?
Shen Feng glanced at Dai Mubai suspiciously. It had only been two years since they last met, but the change was too fast and too fake.

Just as he was about to speak to test Dai Mubai, Zhao Wuji's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Xiao Feng, come here."

Shen Feng looked at Dai Mubai again, temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, turned around and came to Zhao Wuji.

"Uncle, what do you want to call me for?"

Zhao Wuji said with a very serious expression: "Xiao Feng, we can't just ignore Tang San."

(End of this chapter)