Host, You're Targeted

"Stop laughing."

Lin Feng twisted his neck and turned his wrist to move his muscles.

He didn't care why the group fought, and he didn't want to know.

He's just here for a fight.

As soon as the students of No.1 Middle School listened, Lin fengxu opened his mouth.

They immediately closed their mouths, put their hands back into their pockets, and looked up at the students in the second middle school.

The students of the second middle school on the opposite side looked at it. They also raised their heads with their hands around their chest and connected them back with their nostrils.

They're not afraid of fighting.

"Well, let's make a quick decision." Zhao Xia said.

Lin fengxu moves his wrist and moves forward step by step.

People in No.2 Middle school thought that he was going to climb over the railing with a height of at least two meters and five meters. They all agreed to step back for fear that the rust on the iron gate would fall down.

However, Lin Feng did not climb.

A handsome man will never do a bargain.

Huang Mao, the leader of the second middle school, looks at the handsome man who is familiar with him in the opposite middle school. He steps forward step by step, stands at the place about one step away from the iron gate, and then turns his back to them.

Huang Mao looked at the handsome boy's back and thought what was the handsome boy doing?

Tell him that there is a substantial difference between a handsome man and a loser. Do you want him to step down with inferiority?

Before Huang Mao wants to understand what the handsome boy is doing, Lin fengxu suddenly raises his long legs.

Then, there was a crisp, handsome and pressing side kick.

The big iron door vibrated several times, and the iron lock was kicked open.

Rust rusts down.

Just then, a gust of wind came from behind all the people in No. 1 middle school, and with the ashes on the iron gate, it blew to all the people in the second middle school.

Rust and dust almost hit everyone in the face of No.2 Middle School.

After they dodged, they rushed to the first middle school.

The two sides soon fought each other.

Lin fengxu hits Huang Mao's stomach with a fist, turns and kicks on a person's shoulder.

The scuffle had just begun when a voice called out.

"Here comes Lao Liu! Here comes Lao Liu

Zhao Xia yelled: "fart! I have inquired about it. Lao Liu is not in Lvcheng. "

People of No.2 Middle School: "Lao Liu? Liu he? The old Liu, who is a cousin to our school's bald security guard

The teenagers in the scuffle all stopped, except Lin fengxu.

Lin fengxu is another whirl kick, kicking people away.

One of the people in a look, wind brother are still fighting! What are you afraid of!

But before they continued to fight, a black figure flashed by and went straight to their brother Feng.

Shen Yang doesn't know where he came from. He rushes up and grabs Lin fengxu's wrist and pulls him to the side.

Lin fengxu saw that the visitor was Shen Yang. Before his brain responded, his body took a step and ran with Shen Yang.

"No way!" The younger brother of No.2 Middle School is on the way to escape from Shen Yang. He holds his head and shouts, "the boss of No.1 middle school runs with the unknown handsome man!"

All of them said, "well

Zhao Xia saw Shen Yang pulling Lin Feng Xu to run, and immediately knew that things were not so simple, so he quickly winked with his brothers.

The students in No. 1 middle school received Zhao Xia's eye hint and ran away immediately.

People in No.2 Middle School: "mmm..."

Before they could see the law clearly from the scurrying students of No. 1 middle school, a beam of light came from not far away.

"What are the students doing there! Which school? "

The students of No.1 middle school had already figured out the terrain of the back door, turned over easily from the path into the football field, and then ran back to the boys' dormitory.

The second middle school students who took the bus were at a loss.

What about the fight? No. 1 middle school students pigeon them?!