Urban Flower Protection Dragon

At this time, the class bell rang. Ling Feng awkwardly pointed to the teaching building and said, "it seems that you should go back to class“

"I don't know. It's not easy to see you. I won't go to this class. I want to accompany you“ Zhou Yuxuan grabbed Ling Feng's arm and said coquettishly.

"No, if you don't go back to class, I'll leave the school immediately. I'll never say anything about the bodyguard“ Ling Feng frowned and said.

"OK, I can't go back to class. Don't be so fierce, uncle, but you have to eat with me after school“ Zhou Yuxuan said.

"All right." Ling Feng nodded helplessly.

Zhou Yuxuan just released Ling Feng's hand and walked back to the teaching building step by step. Seeing that Zhou Yuxuan entered the teaching building, Ling Feng left the teaching building and walked to the security department.

Ling Feng came to the security department. Wu qiangzheng lectured with his security guards. When he saw Ling Feng, he sneered and said coldly, "are you new here“

Ling Feng nodded and said, "director Huang asked me to report to you."

"Well! Xiao Dong gives him a security uniform. " Wu Qiang said to a young man.

Ling Feng took the security uniform, entered the house, changed it and stood in the security team.

"Boy, put on this skin and you'll be in my charge. You can do whatever I ask you to do, you know?" Wu Qiang said coldly.

Ling Feng frowned but didn't speak.

"I'm not convinced. I tell you, I'm a day here. It's fucking naive and hot. Come and fan me." Wu Qiang pointed to Ling Feng and said.

Ling Feng suddenly smiled and said coldly, "are you sure you really want me to fan you?"

I don't know why. Looking at the smile around Ling Feng's mouth, Wu Qiang couldn't help feeling a shudder. However, in front of so many security guards, he naturally wouldn't bow his head and said, "yes, it's you."

"OK." Ling Feng picked up the fan on the table and came to Wu Qiang.

Wu Qiang scratched a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He actually wanted to explore Ling Feng's bottom line. If Ling Feng refused or was angry, he had a back hand. If Ling Feng obediently fans him, it means that a soft persimmon will be better to pinch in the future.

Ling Feng took the fan and fanned it twice. He smiled and asked, "how's team Wu? Is it cool“

"Well, it's OK“ Wu Qiang crossed his legs and enjoyed it.

"But I have a way to make you cooler“ Ling Feng said with a smile.

"What way“ Wu Qiang was stunned.

"Bang“

Suddenly, Ling Feng kicked on the leg of the stool. Wu Qiang was already a little fat. When the leg of the stool broke, he rolled down from the stool like a meat ball and sat on the ground.

"Well, let's cool down on the ground“ Ling Feng's abusive way.

The security guards around were almost stupid. Each of them was angry with Wu Qiang. They all endured it, but they didn't expect this guy to be so strong.

"Ouch, I'm dead. You're fucking dying." Wu Qiang sat on the ground and groaned with pain.

"What else do you look at and waste him for me." Wu Qiang sat on the ground, humming and yelling at the security guards.

The security guards woke up from the shock and rushed over with batons.

Ling Feng's mouth flashed a sneer, like a fierce tiger rushing into the sheep. After a short meeting, several security guards rushed up and lay on the ground.

Ling Feng picked up a grabbed baton and held it in his hand. The baton was twisted into a twist by Ling Feng. Under Wu Qiang's dull eyes, he threw it on the ground and walked slowly towards him.

"You, don't come here“ Wu Qiang twitched and leaned back with his arm.

Ling Feng squatted down, grabbed Wu Qiang up and said coldly, "Wu Qiang, listen clearly. I don't want to make trouble here. Today is just a lesson for you. If there is another time, don't blame my heartless palm."

When the bell rang outside, Ling Feng threw Wu Qiang to the ground and left the guard room.

Just out of the distance, Zhou Yuxuan greeted him.

"Uncle wants to kill me." Then he hugged Ling Feng's arm.

"This is a campus. You don't look very good." Looking at the strange eyes from the students around, Ling Feng was speechless.

"I like it. I'm not afraid of what others think. What are you afraid of?" Zhou Yuxuan snuggled up on Ling Feng's shoulder, looking like a happy little woman.

"Classmate, a security guard and a student walked blatantly on the campus like this. Do you want me to be expelled?" Ling Feng said with a bitter smile.

"Well, we are free to fall in love. Who says students can't fall in love with security guards." Zhou Yuxuan said.

"If you don't let go, I'll go to the security canteen for dinner." Ling Feng finally couldn't stand the strange eyes from around him.

"Well, well, it's really a wood that doesn't understand customs." Zhou Yuxuan let go of her hand discontentedly.

Ling Feng and Zhou Yuxuan walked side by side on the shady path of the school. Such a quiet atmosphere made him feel a little intoxicated. He was used to the tense life with his life hanging on the line. He suddenly came to the campus. Ling Feng was very satisfied with this rare indifference.

Suddenly, a harsh car roar sounded in their ears, and a BMW sports car roared past them.

Isn't the campus speed limit 30, but Ling Feng visually observed that the speed of the sports car was 80 miles. It was after school. It was too dangerous on such a path.

Sure enough, just turning the corner, I heard a sharp braking sound. Bang, the car collided with a bicycle.

"Where are NIMA's eyes? Don't you see the car coming!" On the BMW, three boys with famous brands got out of the car with cigarettes in their mouths.

On the ground, a middle-aged woman in school clothes fell to the ground. Her bike had been knocked out of shape. It should only hurt her bones, but her expression was also very painful.

At this time, a girl ran out of the crowd and cried and hugged the fallen middle-aged woman: "Mom, where are you hurt and how are you?"

"Don't install it here. Look, my BMW is scratched and loses money." The boy looked painfully at the BMW with a scratch, turned and scolded angrily.

"Do you still have humanity? My mother was hit like this by you. You let us lose money." The girl turned and roared angrily.

"It's none of my business what she hit. Yo, it's Wu Jiayi. It's OK not to lose money. I'll lose my brother for two drinks. It's free to lose money for the sake of alumni." The boy took a squint at Wu Jiayi's flushed little face because of anger and said with an obscene smile.

"You Rascal / hooligan, I'll call the police and let the police judge!" Wu Jiayi wiped her tears and took out her mobile phone.

"Call the police, I'm so afraid. I forgot to tell you. My father is Yang Shun, deputy director of the public security branch of our school. See whether the police are coming to catch the Yellow faced woman or me. I'll tell you, I'm wang FA in this third of an mu." Yang Wei vomited a cigarette ring and said proudly.

"You..." the girl wanted to argue, but she was stopped by the middle-aged woman who fell to the ground.

"This childe, it's me. I'm sorry. I'll compensate. Here's the monthly salary I just received. Do you think twelve is enough?" The middle-aged woman trembled and took out an envelope from her arms and handed it to Yang Wei.

"Mom, this is your hard-earned money. It's obviously his fault..."

Yang Wei took out the money from the envelope, laughed and threw it on the woman's face. This money was used to send beggars. Don't think of this school gate without 5000, or let your daughter have fun with your brothers.

"It's wonderful. This scene is even more domineering than what my father was in those days. You said I would post him online. Young master 'impotence' must be angry!" Ling Feng walked out of the crowd holding the iPhone 6 just grabbed from Xuaner.

Zhou Yuxuan was surprised. Yang Wei knew him. His father was the deputy director of the District Public Security Bureau. He also had some names in school. Both black and white had a way. Why did this guy rob his mobile phone and rush out without discussing with himself, and there was no video in his mobile phone!

"Where the fuck are you from? Delete the video for me!" Yang Wei scolded angrily.

Yang Wei's father is a popular candidate for the director of the Branch Bureau after he retired recently. At noon, he just warned himself to stop making trouble recently. If this video really goes online, the consequences will be... Yang Wei is anxious to think of it.

"You go and grab my cell phone." Yang Wei shouted to two young people in fashionable clothes around him.

Two young men threw cigarette butts on the ground and walked towards Ling Feng with a grim smile on their face.

Ling Feng stepped back two steps, carefully put his mobile phone into his pocket, picked up a stone from the ground and pointed to two people: "don't come here!"

Seeing Ling Feng's expression, Yang Wei smiled. It was clearly a fight trick that a rookie would use.

Yang Wei walked over, pointed to his head and sneered, "you throw it, throw it here. Don't worry, brother. You'll stay in the hospital for a month, but I guarantee you won't come out of prison for ten or eight years."

But the next moment, when he saw the stone in Ling Feng's hand, Yang Wei, with a proud face, couldn't help taking a cold breath.

Seeing that Ling Feng was going to suffer, Wu Jiayi couldn't help worrying. She hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and stood in front of Ling Feng: "Yang Wei, don't mess around. This is a school!"

Looking at Ling Feng who pinched the stone into pieces with one hand, Yang Wei was dizzy. He had seen someone who split bricks with one hand, but he had never seen someone who could crush the stone with his fingers. This should not let that person mess around, right!

Yang Weiren is not stupid. Seeing Ling Feng's extraordinary hand, he dare not touch it.

"Well, I don't want to investigate this. As long as we delete the video, we'll treat it as if it hasn't happened. How about it?" Yang Wei looked at the gravel road in Ling Feng's hand with lingering fear.

"Oh, then I really should thank you for raising your hand!" Then he flicked his fingers and shot a few stones on Yang Wei's forehead like eyes.

I felt a sharp pain in my forehead. When I touched it with my hand, the big bags had bulged out and covered his forehead. Yang Weitong grinned and shouted, "brother, I'm wrong. Can I lose money?"

"How much?" Hearing the loss, Ling Feng stopped playing stones and asked with his eyes shining.