Ode to the Dragon

"Chen Fengxing, that's not what you said in your letter to me."

Chu Feng Mou Guang looks at the man in front of him, his voice is hoarse.

He said that after he retired from the army, his life was very beautiful. He met a noble man who supported him with a large sum of money and started a company with an annual salary of one million yuan and both sons and daughters. His life was carefree -

"dragon head -"

Chen Fengxing was full of tears and his voice was choked and sad: "sorry, I've humiliated the dragon spirit."

In the army, he is the vanguard of one horse's current attack. One horse is the enemy of thousands of people.

But, this intriguing, intriguing rolling secular, where to accommodate him this open and aboveboard, hate evil man.

A hero is not necessarily a hero.

The staff of the on-site club were also hoodwinked. They had never heard of any "Dragon Spirit" or "pioneer major". They kept chatting and discussing, wondering whether Chu Feng was a liar.

"Chen Yong, do you think you can be protected by a helper?" Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Jian immediately sneered, "you embezzled Jiang shaoma's grass money, made him sick, and damaged the reputation of our club."

"Dragon head, this is not what I did, really not -" Chen Fengxing said anxiously immediately, for fear that Chu Feng would be disappointed.

"I know." Chu Feng patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "don't worry, I'll ask for justice for you today."

Chen Fengxing couldn't help but burst into tears and nodded his head.

Chu Feng glanced at Zhang Jian and said, "does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Zhang Jian felt a thump in his subconscious heart. He seemed to be frightened by Chu Feng. Then he said with disdain, "don't mind your own business, boy. Do you know who you just hit? That's Jiang Shao. You're finished."

"Today, you two have to be planted here -"

Bang -

Chu Feng didn't talk nonsense. He directly hit Zhang Jian in the face, and his blood was raging.

Another blow, broken nose, dislocated chin.

"To be honest." Chu Feng made an effort to strike a third fist.

"No, don't fight, I said, I said --" Zhang Jian was completely scared to pee. This guy really wants his life.

"It's me, it's my temporary interest. I changed Jiang Shao's hard-working fodder into the cheapest fodder, embezzled more than 100000 yuan, and then blamed Chen Yong. It's all my fault -"

"I'm not a thing, I'm a wolf. Brother Yong, please forgive me."

Zhang Jian slapped himself in the face and trembled.

All the members of the club were surprised, and their faces became strange and ugly -

Zhou Fengxing took a deep breath. He walked up to Jiang Wei and said, "Jiang Shao, you hear me. I didn't change the fodder. It doesn't matter to me. You wronged me."

"You owe me an apology."

He tried hard to find some dignity for himself.

"Pa -"

Jiang Wei slapped him in the face with a backhand and said with a smile, "so what about him? What about him? Mom wants me to apologize to you?"

"Dead lame, your rotten life is not worth a hair of my horse." Jiang Wei bared his teeth, pointed to Chu Feng and scolded: "and you, son of a bitch, dare to beat me, you are finished."

"Show me some respect!" Chen Fengxing suddenly burst drink, the whole body momentum for a change, like a bloodthirsty tiger, let the people stand up.

In order to live, he can swallow his anger, but he will never allow Chu Feng to be insulted.

That's their faith, their soul!