Chapter 117 You Can Go Down the Mountain Now

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"Talking about Liu Feng?"

Lan Tingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then his face brightened, and he asked in a tentative tone: "What's the matter, Brother Huang, did that blunt Liu Feng offend you?"

"Hehe, if you want to know, it's okay for me to tell you."

Major General Huang put the wine glass in his hand on the coffee table, and said casually: "You should have heard that I let go of the word five years ago. In the future, I will marry the big girl from Duanmu's family. Now the five-year period is up, and then I will go The Duanmu family proposed marriage, but the result..."

"Did the Duanmu family disagree?" Lan Tingyu asked.

Huang Shao shook his head, and said in a disdainful tone: "Will the Duanmu family disagree? Duanmu Peng, that fellow, can't wait to marry his daughter into our Huang family as soon as possible. Even the old man of the Duanmu family will definitely not object."

From Huang Shao's tone of voice, it can be seen that the Huang family in the capital is definitely a very powerful family.

Lan Tingyu immediately agreed: "That's right, the third generation of the Duanmu family has no successors, so how can they not accept the olive branch you threw away, Brother Huang!"

"Unfortunately, that girl Duanmu Tong is not very obedient, so I decided to take her back myself. How can the woman I like disobey me!"

Huang Shao showed extreme conceit, and said in a condescending tone: "Women are always accessories of men. Disobedient women need to be trained by higher education. Tingyu, do you think I am right?"

"I agree with both hands." Lan Tingyu seemed to understand something, and immediately asked, "Did Liu Feng get in the way?"

"Yes, this kid is very arrogant. You have been in Donghai for a few days, do you know him?" Huang Shao asked.

A look of hatred flashed across Lan Tingyu's face, and he said, "Brother Huang, this man is very capable of fighting and also very arrogant! I'm not afraid of your jokes, I suffered a big loss in front of him, and in order to get revenge, I have notified The master of the family is here, and he is going to kill him in two days."

"Two days later, that won't work. Anyone who Liu Feng dares to hurt me is slapping me in the face. I must kill him with my own hands." A venomous look flashed in Huang Shao's eyes, and then he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

A young man in black immediately understood, and quickly handed over a red blank post.

There was also a young man who handed over a brush and two ink cups.

After seeing these three things, Young Master Huang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked excitedly, "Brother Huang, is this your poisonous martial arts post? Are you going to challenge Liu Feng?"

hehe!

Huang Shao sneered and said, "I want to challenge him, but some people don't even have the qualification to meet me after accepting my battle post!"

After saying these words, Young Master Huang opened the ink cup himself...

The next afternoon, Liu and I were sitting in the classroom, playing Glory of Kings with a mobile phone. Yes, everyone else is serious about class, but we, Brother Feng, are masquerading as kings.

Just when Liu Feng completed the pentakill excitedly, Dongfang Wuhen, who had been silent for several days, suddenly got out from under the table next to Liu Feng.

Nima!

A big living person suddenly appeared from under the table, which startled Liu Feng. On the screen of his mobile phone, Li Bai, who was coquettishly walking around, was accidentally caught by the opponent's Zhong Kui. Under the attack of a hero with a big move, Liu Feng's Li Bai was killed.

Snapped!

Immediately, Liu Feng slapped Dongfang Wuhen's face with a slap, and scolded in a low voice: "Fuck you, you shouldn't be in class, you got into Nima's desk, I was so scared that I gave you a human head, you wanna die?"

Dongfang Wuhen's nose bleeds from Liu Feng's slap, and there are five clear fingerprints on his entire face.

It was obviously very painful, but Young Master Dongfang didn't dare to show any grievances in front of Liu Feng, and even said with a smile: "Brother Feng, keep your voice down, I need to find you for something."

While talking, Dongfang Wuhen climbed up, wanting to sit beside Liu Feng.

But Brother Feng is sitting next to Peng Jiaqi, how can we allow this bastard to squeeze in,

So Brother Feng raised his leg, and stepped on Dongfang Wuhen's face with a size 43 foot, "You really like to drill into the table, so if you have anything to say, just lie down under the table and say it."

Ever since, Dongfang Wuhen, who was stepped back under the table by Liu Feng, said with an aggrieved face: "Brother Feng, someone asked me to send you a post, I promise, I don't want to send it, but the other party is too powerful Ah, beat me so badly, look at me..."

"I've seen that you've been beaten for a long time, dammit, I'm sorry for the society if you don't get beaten for a day like you, fart quickly, and talk quickly." At this time, Liu Feng's Li Bai has been resurrected, and he is even more impatient with Dongfang Wuhen up.

Dongfang Wuhen quickly took out a post from his arms, raised his hand and placed it on Liu Feng's desk.

Liu Feng just glanced at it, and wrote two words in black and white on the post, "War Post!"

cut!

Liu Feng pursed his lips, and while manipulating Li Bai to go straight in the middle, he said, "Okay, get out!"

"Hey! Brother Feng, play slowly, I'm getting lost, you don't have to see me off." Dongfang Wuhen turned around under the table with a smile, and crawled away along the long-lasting table.

In this game, Liu Feng fought hard with his teammates for more than half an hour before finally pushing the opponent's crystal tower.

After finishing this qualifying match, Liu Feng's rank has risen to gold three. Some people may think that playing the game of kings, the gold three is not high, right?

But if you know that Brother Feng has only been playing the king for less than two days, you probably think it's amazing, right?

Moreover, Liu Feng's time to play the king is also very limited. With such a rank, who dares to say that he is not strong?

"I won, hehe, Brother Feng, I like to win."

Satisfied, Liu Feng put down his phone, then raised his hand to pick up the post in front of him.

Sitting in the distance, Dongfang Wuhen has been paying attention to Liu Feng. When he saw Liu Feng picking up the battle sticker, a smirk appeared on his face immediately, and he muttered softly: "Liu Feng, you And today, not only beat me, humiliated me, but also caused me to be beaten at the airport..."

Liu Feng really didn't hear what he said, otherwise Brother Feng would have to ask Dongfang Wuhen, when did you go to the airport? When did you get beaten at the airport? If you were beaten at the airport, what does it have to do with me?

I'm afraid that only Dongfang Wuhen knows about these problems. On the day Huang Shao came to the East China Sea, he was able to pick up Huang Shao with the pick-up card, because he was connected with Lan Tingyu on behalf of his family background, so he took Huang Shao's plane for Lan Shao, but he was severely beaten.

Liu Feng directly opened the post with the word "war post" written on it, and inside it was written a row of beautiful small characters that seemed to be made by a woman, "At midnight tonight, the top of Moyun Mountain is about high and low, and it is about life and death. If If you don't come, Duanmu Tong will die. Huang Tianbo!"

After reading this battle post, Liu Feng took out a pen from his desk with a sneer, and wrote on the back of the post, "First you use poison, then you threaten women, and you write in such a pussy style, you are a pervert." Did you grow up with medicine?"

After writing this sentence, Liu Feng raised his hand and swung it. The red war sticker drew a graceful arc in the air, flew backwards out of two rows of tables, and landed on Dongfang Wuhen's table accurately.

wipe!

Dongfang Wuhen was so frightened by Liu Feng's hand that his whole body trembled. He saw the battle sticker in front of him falling steadily in front of him, and he couldn't believe it. Could it be that Liu Feng had eyes on the back of his head?

After class, Liu Feng walked out of the University of Science and Technology alone, bought a bag of rice vinegar in the supermarket, then found a place where no one was around, and washed his hands with rice vinegar.

"very sour!"

After washing his hands, Liu Feng smelled the vinegar smell on his fingers, and said with a sneer, "Poison Martial Arts, my cheating uncle said that this is the worst martial arts school in China, and those who come out of this school , everyone is unprincipled, since you have found me, don't blame me for being rude."

After saying this, Liu Feng took out his mobile phone and sent a message through a special communication software, "Tonight, there is an ambush under Moyun Mountain. You are not allowed to go up the mountain, and no living person is allowed to go down the mountain except me."

After sending this message, Liu Feng went back to the University of Science and Technology dormitory to play King of Glory.

At the same time, Yang Shiwen and Peng Jiaqi also got together.

"Shiwen, during class today, Dongfang Wuhen sent Liu Feng a battle post. Tell me, will Brother Feng be okay?"

"It's going to be all right, Jiaqi, don't worry, this guy Liu Feng is amazing. By the way, did you see the battle post saying who asked him to fight? Where is it?"

"I see. It is said that Brother Yuefeng went to the top of Moyun Mountain. Tonight, the man called..." Peng Jiaqi seemed to speed up a bit, then shook her head, "I forgot, I only remember the surname Huang."

Yang Shiwen rolled her big eyes, and then waved her small hands indifferently, "Jiaqi, don't let Liu Feng get distracted, you just pretend you don't know about it! If we go, it will become a burden to him. "

Um!

The innocent Peng Jiaqi nodded vigorously, "I won't affect Brother Feng, and I absolutely trust him."

In the evening, a Rolls-Royce and three Buick commercial vehicles drove towards the top of the mountain along the winding road of Moyun Mountain.

It's just that the three commercial vehicles would stop from time to time, and every time they stopped, two black-clothed youths would get out of the car with long bags. Only the Rolls-Royce at the front never stopped.

In the Rolls-Royce, Dongfang Wuhen sat beside Huang Shao with an excited expression on his face, as if it was his great honor to be able to sit in the same car with such a top young master.

"Say I write like a girl, ha ha!"

Huang Shao looked at the battle post sent back by Dongfang Wuhen, with a playful smile on his face, "Liu Feng's handwriting is very manly, strong and powerful, like a silver hook painted on iron, but unfortunately, I promise he won't survive Tonight."

When approaching the top of the hill, the Rolls-Royce finally stopped.

Dongfang Wuhen got out of the car first, then trotted around to the other side of the car, and opened the door for Huang Shao.

After Huang Shao got out of the car, he didn't even look him in the eye, and said coldly: "Okay, your task is completed, you have nothing to do tonight, you can go down the mountain!"

"I... I can go down the mountain now?" Dongfang Wuhen said with a confused face: "Isn't it, shall I go down?"

"Yes, do you still want me to drive you down?" Huang Shao turned his head and asked seriously.