How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 189

   Chapter 189 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (26)

   In the school cafeteria in the past, he would never enter, but under the pressure of life, he had to go to the cafeteria.

  Feng Yansheng lined up well, the queue was very long, no matter how impatient he was, there was nothing he could do.

When    was about to line up with him, there was something with no long eyes standing in front of him.

  Joke, the dignified Prince Feng was never cut in the queue, he slammed the bowl on others' heads without saying a word, and put the hot white rice he had just filled in it.

   The two made a big shot in the cafeteria. Of course, Feng Yansheng won the fight, and of course he was sent to the principal's office.

   Feng Yansheng, the thorny headmaster, has nothing to do with him. After all, it is impossible for him to really fire Feng Yansheng. The forces behind Feng Yansheng can be watched.

  The principal also scolded him a few words, and asked him to write a 2,000-word manuscript tonight, and read it in front of the whole school tomorrow morning.

   Feng Yan laughed angrily, looking so gloomy that he wanted to beat the headmaster.

   On the way back, Feng Yansheng was blocked by people. This is a small alley and there are usually not many people at night.

The one who blocked Feng Yansheng was the man who fought with him in the cafeteria. The man's forehead and arm were bandaged. He brought a lot of people with him. At first glance, those people were not serious people. There are knives.

  The man said viciously, "You're so brave that you dare to mess with me?"

  Feng Yansheng didn't know what being afraid was since he was a child. He didn't panic at all, and even laughed, "What kind of dog are you?"

   His arrogant words succeeded in angering those people.

  Feng Yansheng can fight, and fights are very fierce. Only others have eaten his fists, but that was before.

   In the past, everyone knew that he was the only seed of the Feng family, and whoever dared to beat him up would be playing with him.

   And even if Feng Yansheng was able to fight, he couldn't handle so many people, not to mention that they had iron rods and knives in their hands.

  Feng Yansheng had the upper hand almost at the very beginning. Those men were aggressive, but they were suppressed by him and couldn't let go.

The muffled sound of fists and feet touching was almost inaudible. Feng Yansheng's skills were much better than a year ago. He used to be a bit fancy, but now he is indeed a sturdy and fearless attitude, and he is forcing several people. Couldn't ask for more good.

   In such a cramped space, Feng Yansheng's ability was not wasted, so those people couldn't help but be very careful.

   Although those men have also practiced, they are still not very good compared to Feng Yansheng who has received high-end training.

   But no matter how great his ability was, he couldn't stand against so many people. One of them was playing a trick and smashed Feng Yansheng on the back with an iron rod while he was not paying attention.

   Feng Yansheng made a move, and was kicked into the wall by someone who took the opportunity. Even people at the end of the alley could hear the muffled sound.

   But Feng Yansheng didn't seem to notice, he slammed into the wall and bounced up again, snorting the man who wanted to grab his wrist with a backhand elbow.

  Feng Yansheng only occupied this hand, and his stamina began to fail later, and those few people were holding weapons again, and they were accidentally beaten a few times.

   Although Feng Yansheng is a playboy, he is not a weak person. He was at a disadvantage at the beginning, and slowly, he managed to maintain that disadvantage. Those few people could only suppress him, but they could not get close.

Feng Yansheng's shoulder blade was smashed twice by the iron bar, and his entire arm was paralyzed for a moment. Although he raised his foot in the next step to kick the man away, his arm was paralyzed for a while, and he tried harder. At times, there was a faint tingling sensation.

   The few people tangled in this small space for a while. Because of that, Feng Yansheng would involuntarily pause when his arm was raised, but this time, his disadvantage was even greater.

In just a few dozen strokes, Feng Yansheng was kicked on his left leg. When he couldn't stand up and was about to kneel down, another person hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab his throat. As long as this hand was clasped, then Feng Yansheng was completely restrained. .

   He is now on the ground with one hand, and the other hand can't lift his strength because he just caught the other's leg.

  To be honest, Feng Yansheng has never been so embarrassed before, his eyes were bloodshot.

   A broken glass bottle on the floor of this alley.

   Feng Yansheng's palm was covered with blood. A thick layer of blood scab stained the broken glass with a rust-red color, as if the glass had grown into the flesh and blood of his palm.

   His eyes were only on those people.

   Feng Yansheng is not afraid at all, he just wants to repair these people one by one, no matter what the cost.

While the person holding him was not paying attention, Feng Yansheng stabbed the broken glass in his hand into the man's shoulder, and as soon as he pierced it, he slashed to the side. His palm was pierced by the sharp side of the glass. It was dripping down from his palm.

   (end of this chapter)

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