Guo Feiyu and his classmates were eating leisurely in the restaurant. The leisurely Guo Feiyu didn't seem to care about what was going to happen at all. The difference between pretended indifference and real indifference can be seen at a glance. The difference between Guo Feiyu and Zhang Ya
Several classmates were more shrewd than the last. They talked and laughed freely when they saw the troublemakers, so why should they be afraid? The boys and girls started eating and drinking with ease. Seeing Guo Feiyu acting so relaxed, Li Lei's uneasy heart calmed down.
When he came down, he didn't know how big a background Guo Feiyu had, or whether Guo Feiyu was stronger than the middle-aged man, but Guo Feiyu's magnanimity impressed him, and he was convinced that everyone here would return safely tonight.
Arrive at school.
In a BMW car at the entrance of the hotel, the middle-aged man's hand had been simply bandaged. He was holding a cigarette in his uninjured hand, and his face was still gloomy, "Damn, this kid can eat with peace of mind.
"The middle-aged man cursed.
"Brother Hua, I think we should find out the details of that kid." The woman next to the middle-aged man whispered. She waited in the car for an hour, and during this hour, she felt more and more uneasy.
The middle-aged man glanced at the woman and took a few puffs of cigarette. He did not speak but his face became more gloomy. No woman in the capital has doubted his strength for such a long time. The words of the woman next to him angered him, and he thought: "
You bitch, you dare to look down on me. I haven't played with you before just to maintain my grace. Once I deal with that kid, I will deal with you and make you pay for the ten tortures on the bed."
The woman saw a lewd smile appear on the middle-aged man's gloomy face, her thin eyebrows frowned, and a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Guo Feiyu and the others just finished the sumptuous dinner at ten o'clock in the evening. Guo Feiyu paid the bill and a group of people walked out of the hotel. When they arrived at the door of the hotel, Guo Feiyu stopped and said to Zhang Ya beside him: "Ya'er, you and your classmates
Stay inside for now, I'll go out and clean up the group of people outside the door before you come out."
Zhang Ya stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Guo Feiyu. With deep concern in her eyes, she said softly: "Feiyu must be careful, I'm...waiting for you."
Guo Feiyu smiled and nodded at Zhang Ya, turned around and walked out of the hotel. Li Lei, Liu Pengyu, and Wu Fei all wanted to follow him out. Zhang Ya stretched out her arms to stop a few people and said, "Don't go out, otherwise Feiyu will be distracted. We are here."
Just watch. I believe in Feiyu's ability, and you should also believe in Feiyu."
Li Lei, Liu Pengyu, and Wu Fei stopped and nodded silently. The three of them understood that there were more than 300 people outside and Guo Feiyu was seeking death if he couldn't help the three of them and rushed out.
Several people watched the situation outside through the floor-to-ceiling glass at the entrance of the hotel. Among the seven people, the one who believed in Guo Feiyu the most was Zhang Ya, and the one who was most worried about Guo Feiyu was also Zhang Ya. She clutched LV's handbag tightly with both hands, shouting in her heart
"Feiyu, don't get hurt, otherwise I will feel sorry for you, I really will."
Guo Feiyu walked out of the hotel with his hands in his trouser pockets, with a sneer on his lips. He slowly walked towards the dark crowd step by step.
The middle-aged man in the BMW saw Guo Feiyu walking out of the hotel alone. He opened the door and got out of the car. He threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stamped it twice with his foot. In his subconscious, Guo Feiyu's final result was related to being beaten.
The cigarette butts he threw away were similar, and a beautiful woman also came out of the car, staring at Guo Feiyu unblinkingly.
More than 300 people gathered around him. They were distributed in a semicircle five meters in front of Guo Feiyu. None of them had weapons in their hands. The middle-aged man walked into the crowd accompanied by more than a dozen people, his face twisted.
He forced a smile, but everyone around him thought his smile was too disgusting.
"Hey...Hey! Tell me how you want to die, kid, and what are your last words before you die. I will bring your last words and body to your family. If you are worried about your girlfriend, I can also do it for you.
Take care of her." The middle-aged man said with a sinister smile. He completely regarded Guo Feiyu as a dying person.
"Haha, okay, it's not easy for you to lead me. It's a pity that you don't have this chance." After Guo Feiyu finished speaking, his body flashed and he stood in front of the middle-aged man in an instant, "Tell me how you want to die, I will
Give you a chance to choose. If you can't decide at once, then I'll finish dealing with this group of people first and then deal with you."
"You...how are you so fast?" the middle-aged man said in disbelief. He felt that a figure a few meters away flashed in front of him, and the group of people around the middle-aged man were also stunned.
.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go together, I will save some time." Guo Feiyu's hands were still in his trouser pockets, and the warm evening breeze gently blew his shoulder-length hair, and there was a hint of trace on his handsome cheeks.
Smile, and the air of a king emerges spontaneously.
The middle-aged man looked at Guo Feiyu standing proudly and cursed in his heart: "Damn, this kid's domineering spirit is about to catch up with me, I must destroy him today."
The short fat man behind the middle-aged man couldn't help it anymore. He took a step forward, his chubby face pouted, pointed at Guo Feiyu and said sternly: "Boy, you are so crazy! Have you watched too many martial arts movies?
, who do you think you are, Yang Guo or Qiao Feng? Hundreds of people like me can drown you with their saliva, you..."
A cold light flashed in Guo Feiyu's eyes, and he stretched out his arms at a fast speed. Before the short fat man finished speaking, Guo Feiyu grabbed his collar with one hand, and grabbed his belt with the other hand.
The short and plump body was raised above his head. People around him saw Guo Feiyu swinging his arms, and the short fat man flew towards the middle-aged man's BMW. "Boom!" "Crash!" The short fat man's body hit it hard.
The windshield of the BMW was smashed to pieces, and the short fat man thrust his front half into the car, with his two short legs spread out in a V-shape, hanging down on the front hood of the BMW.
The middle-aged man and the beautiful woman hurriedly retreated, "Destroy this boy!" the middle-aged man shouted. Three hundred people rushed towards Guo Feiyu. Guo Feiyu snorted coldly and rushed towards the crowd without retreating. His figure
Just like a ghost, it disappeared and appeared, and screams continued from the crowd.
Li Lei, Liu Pengyu, and Wu Fei inside the hotel stared blankly at Guo Feiyu. Because Guo Feiyu's movements were too fast, they felt dazzled. Wu Fei had already subconsciously wiped his glasses four or five times.
The middle-aged man shook his hands and took out another cigarette. A subordinate next to him quickly took out a lighter with trembling hands. Since the two people's hands were shaking, the flames of the cigarette and the lighter just couldn't match each other. The middle-aged man glared.
He glanced at his subordinate: "It's useless, why are you shaking it so hard? Go away and stop smoking." He threw the cigarette on the ground casually. Guo Feiyu's strength was far beyond his expectation.
After defeating sixty or seventy people, Guo Feiyu's body began to move. Guo Feiyu, whose body was in optimal condition, was extremely motivated. If a middle-aged man knew that he used sixty or seventy people to do warm-up exercises, he would probably faint.
The remaining two hundred people were a little frightened when they saw that Guo Feiyu had killed so many people in less than three minutes, and they slowed down their charge. Guo Feiyu saw that everyone was milling around him, but no one took the initiative to rush forward.
He smiled disdainfully, reached into his trouser pocket and took out an amethyst badge, and pinned it calmly on his chest.