Walking into the canteen, Xing Luo looked at the huge crowd of people. Sweat broke out on his forehead. He was numb. Is this a vegetable market or a canteen? There are so many people. Are they going to start a fight?
"Boss."
When Xing Luo and Zhang Xiyu were about to walk out of the canteen helplessly, a sturdy figure squeezed through the sea of people queuing up to buy food. Even there were drops of sweat on his forehead, but when he looked at Xing Luo with his fierce eyes,
, extraordinarily honest.
"Uh, Feiteng?"
"No."
The person who came was one of the group of people who had been drinking with Xing Luo last night. Xing Luo also remembered Zhao Yu's eight people and naturally recognized that this person was Xiang Feiteng from last night.
Xiang Feiteng is also very easy to recognize. You can tell who this person is by looking at his strong body.
Xiang Feiteng smiled naively and said, "Brother Ze and we are all eating there. I just happened to see you here, boss, so I came over and asked you to share the table with us. Anyway, there are so many people now."
After saying that, Xiang Feiteng also pointed to the huge crowd of people queuing up.
After hearing what Xiang Feiteng said, Xing Luo looked at Zhang Xiyu helplessly and asked. With a group of grown men eating, she, a girl, would inevitably feel a little embarrassed.
Xiang Feiteng also saw Zhang Xiyu. Looking at the latter's cold and charming face, he couldn't help but think to himself that the boss is so powerful that he even managed to pick up such a girl. Looking at Zhang Xiyu, he scratched his head with a smile and said, "Sister-in-law."
, Yuzi and the others all brought their girlfriends to eat together, and it was lively when everyone got together."
"I...I'm not his girlfriend." Zhang Xiyu suddenly blushed and defended hurriedly.
Xing Luo kicked Fei Teng and said angrily: "Go away, I am her bodyguard now."
"Oh..." Xiang Feiteng lengthened the sound of the word "oh" with an "I understand" expression. He kept scanning his eyes towards Xing Luo and Zhang Xiyu, and said with a smile: "Then let's go over there and join everyone, the boss's friend."
Come too, we all have fun together."
"Yeah." Under Xing Luo's somewhat embarrassed expression, Zhang Xiyu unexpectedly nodded his head.
Led by Xiang Feiteng's strong body, the two of them easily squeezed through the sea of people and arrived at the dining table where Wang Ze and others were sitting.
"Boss."
Seeing Xing Luo coming with Xiang Feiteng, Wang Ze quickly stood up and shouted. After seeing the others, they also stood up one after another, but Xing Luo waved his hands in confusion.
"Don't do this, it makes me look like a gang boss." Xing Luo pressed down the fat man Xu Zhi who was closest to him, and waved his hand.
Xiang Feiteng had already moved two chairs from elsewhere and placed them at the head of the dining table, which was close to the outside. He put down the last chair and looked at Xing Luo and Zhang Xiyu with a silly smile: "Boss
, friend of the boss, please sit here."
"My name is Zhang Xiyu." Zhang Xiyu said helplessly and sat down.
"Uh, boss, who is this...?" Wang Ze asked doubtfully, but then he said calmly: "Girlfriend?"
"Cough, cough cough..."
Zhao Yu, who was drinking soup, suddenly choked when he heard Wang Ze's words.
"Yuzi, what's wrong?" Wang Ze looked at Zhao Yu in confusion, and then looked at Xing Luo in astonishment as the eyes of Yu Wenhao, Zhu Jian and others flickered. Seeing the latter's angry eyes,
Suddenly, his heart trembled involuntarily, and he said with a stiff smile: "Boss, what's wrong?"
"Brother is her bodyguard." Xing Luo gritted his teeth and said it word by word. He just made this iceberg beauty look bad this morning, and now he asked Xiang Feiteng and Wang Ze to say this sentence one after another.
The words that made his heart tremble, he finally couldn't help but burst out.
Wang Ze laughed stiffly and said, "It's all my fault. It's my fault. Eat, eat, eat. Student Zhang Xiyu, don't be polite."
Zhang Xiyu nodded and chewed slowly. Xing Luo, on the other hand, glared at Wang Ze fiercely and started to eat while Wang Ze's heart was beating loudly.
I’m a queen, the boss’s eyes are so sharp. Wang Ze patted his chest with a slight palpitation, then shook his head and ate, while Yu Wenhao and the others started chatting incoherently, and the atmosphere was quite lively.
!Although Zhang Xiyu has been eating silently and not talking!
"Ouch, who the hell put the chair outside and blocked the traffic, I don't know, bumped into me."
While everyone was laughing and eating, a discordant sound suddenly sounded. Xing Luo quickly took Zhang Xiyu's hand with quick eyes and hands, stabilized her chair, and looked at the figure behind Zhang Xiyu with a cold look on his face.
A strong figure.
The man with a strong build looked like he was a senior in high school. But now, when he looked at Zhang Xiyu, the eyes of this senior were clearly greedy and possessive.
"Keep your mouth clean for me." Xing Luo sat on the chair, glanced coldly at the strong man, and said in a cold voice.
This senior high school student is obviously here to find trouble. Their position is just a distance away from the door. It can also be regarded as the penultimate table. Very few people will pass by here. But now this senior high school student comes here, and then
Looking at the unbeatable look on his face, anyone with a discerning eye would know what this guy is thinking.
"Boy, which idiot's crotch zipper is not tightened, exposing you?" However, the senior high school student did not pay attention to Xing Luo's threatening eyes, but looked at Xing Luo with a sneer.
"Damn it, you deserve a beating." Xiang Feiteng was sitting next to Xing Luo. Naturally, he saw Zhang Xiyu about to fall when he was hit by the senior high school student. Fortunately, Xing Luo had quick eyesight and quick hands. Otherwise, when he fell, he would fall with his hand.
The food was also turned over.
After scolding fiercely, Xiang Feiteng quickly threw the soup in a plastic bowl at the face of the senior high school student. In his eyes, there was no reason to touch his own people.
If you touch yourself, if you touch yourself, do you still need to be polite?
"Crack."
A clear voice sounded, and Xing Luo also saw Xiang Feiteng's movements in time, and quickly protected Zhang Xiyu in his arms. The soup that hit the high school student's face naturally splashed onto Xing Luo with the inertia.
Luo's back.
The thin face of the senior high school student was now covered with silk strips of vegetables and soup dregs. The thin face had gradually become ferocious and twisted. He shook his head and then punched Xiang Feiteng directly.