Chapter 11 The Game of Whack-a-Mole(2/2)
Yang Shiwen raised her hand and hooked the hair in her ears, and smiled and said, "Xiaoxi, why don't I give him to you, you can keep it."
"Forget it, I don't have money as much as you." He stuck out his little tongue.
At this moment, Liu Feng put down his chopsticks, rubbed his stomach with both hands and said, "I'm full, it's time to move on, otherwise it will be unfavorable for digestion."
cut!
Yang Shiwen and Xiaoxi curled their lips at the same time.
At this moment, the door of the Roman Hall was kicked open roughly from outside, and more than a dozen strong men rushed in at once.
"Brother Feng! They are in this private room, I keep watching!"
"Brother Feng, there are three people and two beauties inside!"
"Brother Feng, will you start fighting?"
These people were all aggressive, some of whom were holding steel pipes.
One of the young men with a bruised nose and swollen face walked to the front from the crowd. His triangular eyes stared at Liu Feng, and even a grinned smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Liu Feng, I'm so useless! I thought I was beaten at the University of Science and Technology for nothing? Aren't you quite crazy? He said in front of the main gate of the University of Science and Technology that you are the only Feng brother in the University of Science and Technology in the future. Haha, do you dare to do it now..."
Bang...Click!
The person who came was Sun Chengfeng. He thought that he would definitely scare Liu Feng’s legs to weaken! Before he could finish his words, an empty wine bottle flew to his face and directly smashed him to the ground. Large pieces of broken glass slags collapsed, and several pieces of sharp broken glass pierced into his face.
Chapter completed!