Today is Tuesday. The first period is the math teacher’s class. The math teacher is a middle-aged woman in her forties. This teacher is said to be a special teacher in the school. The classroom atmosphere is very active. Even though Ling Feng has left the school for many years,

But under the teacher's humorous words, I still couldn't help but listen to the teacher's explanation carefully.

After the class, it was easy, but the harvest was good. However, Ling Feng gradually discovered his own shortcomings. Because of these years of delays, Ling Feng listened to the teacher's explanation at this time, although he was excited.

However, few people can understand it. This has to make Ling Feng slowly start to look through the high school textbook that he got from the principal yesterday and study seriously. Now that he is back at school, Ling Feng naturally does not want to be confused.

spent.

In this way, until the bell rang and the teacher left the classroom, Ling Feng was already immersed in learning. Although he had never learned it, with Ling Feng's highly developed brain power, it was not difficult to learn this first-grade mathematics by himself. As for the occasional encounter

Regarding the question, Ling Feng planned to ask his classmates after class, or seek help from "Teacher Qin". Teacher Qin would be happy to help, Ling Feng thought.

As soon as the get out of class was over, He Yuting held her chin in her hands and looked at Ling Feng who was looking at the math textbook seriously beside her with a look of obsession. At this time, Wang Zhe, who was sitting by the window on the right side of the front row without anyone paying attention, Looking at the two people sitting in the back row on the right side of the classroom, their eyes flashed with strong resentment, especially the eyes looking at Ling Feng were full of endless resentment.

However, Wang Zhe was still quite afraid of Ling Feng's methods before, so he did not dare to pay too much attention to the two of them. He just glanced at them with hatred, and then lowered his head deeply, with a cold and piercing murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable Wang Zhe felt. Suddenly a trace of cruelty flashed in his heart. He took out his mobile phone, dialed a number and sent a text message. Then he glanced in the direction of Ling Feng, and a faint flash of light flashed in his eyes.

An uncheckable sense of schadenfreude.

Soon the second period began. This period was originally a physical education class, but since it was the third grade, it was changed to a self-study class. Not long after the class started, Ling Feng was looking at his textbook attentively.

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed outside the window, and when Wang Zhe saw this dark shadow, a flash of expectation flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head and continued to do the questions.

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive knocks on the glass suddenly sounded, causing the students in the originally silent classroom to look sideways, with a flash of worry in their eyes. At this time, outside the window beside Ling Feng and the two of them, a person

A slutty boy with colorful long hair, and a dozen boys who looked like they were not good at first sight, stood outside the window and looked at Ling Feng with a stern expression.

"You, yes, you are the boy with silver hair. If you know your identity, please come out to me immediately." Seeing everyone looking over, Zheng Weidong pointed arrogantly at Ling Feng's forehead and said impatiently, with a twinkle in his narrow eyes.

He has a sinister look on his face, and he doesn't have any good intentions at first glance.

Wow!

Seeing such a situation, the classmates in the class made a loud noise, with anger flashing in their eyes. They were obviously unhappy with this person. However, thinking of this guy's origin, a group of people could only look away helplessly, not daring to say anything.

I can only mourn for Ling Feng in my heart. I offended this master when he first came to school. It seems that this kid's life will not be easy in the future.

"Hmph! Boy, let me see how arrogant you are this time?" Seeing this situation, Wang Zhe raised his head and glanced, then lowered his head, a look of gloating flashed in his eyes.

"Ling Feng! Ignore them, they don't dare to come in." Seeing Ling Feng raise his head, He Yuting's face was full of worry. Although she didn't know why these people were causing trouble for Ling Feng, she didn't want to see Ling Feng here.

These people have injuries on their hands.

"Haha! Since people come to me by name, Ling, how can I not give them this face?" Ling Feng glanced at the dozens of boys outside the window, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

He is just a little bastard. If he is even afraid of these people, then his reputation as the Ghost King of the Netherworld will be ruined. Thinking of these people, Ling Feng smiled at the girls beside him, then stood up and walked out of the classroom calmly.

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"Boy! You are very brave, but you will know later what a mistake it was for you to offend our Dong brother?"

Seeing Ling Feng coming out, a young man of 18 or 19 years old with a slicked back hair and a tuft of red hair on his forehead arrogantly poked Ling Feng with his finger, his eyes slowly filled with teasing and viciousness.

The feeling of being about to beat someone up.

Seeing the other person's fingers, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold. Cats and dogs dared to scream in front of him. He really didn't know how to live or die. Thinking of these, Ling Feng's right hand stretched out like lightning, pinched the other person's finger, and twisted it gently.

, it was twisted into a twist.

It’s a long story, but it actually only happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the red-haired man reacted, his fingers had already been twisted. Only then did the young man feel the pain. He held his right hand with his left hand, his face was distorted and sweating profusely.

dripping with blood and roaring like a killing pig.

"You... you are such an arrogant boy. You dare to hit my people in front of me, Zheng Weidong. It seems that you don't want to be around anymore." The Zamao, who was called Brother Dong, glared at Ling Feng angrily, his eyes twinkling.

Full of murderous intent.

"Hmph! Let's go to the playground. I want to see what you are capable of. Even your father, Zheng Fengzhu, doesn't dare to shout in front of me, but you are better than others?" Ling Feng sneered disdainfully, no.

He walked towards the playground hurriedly.

"Hurry up and call Teacher Qin. No one in our school dares to mess with Teacher Qin yet." He Yuting and Zhou Qing, who were in the classroom, saw Ling Feng leaving with the group of people and knew that they were going to the playground.

Seeing He Yuting's worried look, Zhou Qing said calmly, took out her iPhone and dialed Qin Shuang's number.

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By the way, after Zheng Weidong heard what Ling Feng said when he left, he was shocked and realized that he might have hit a brick wall this time, but when he thought about his father's status in B's world, he couldn't help it.

No matter what he cared about, he had never heard of anyone named Ling on the road who was as powerful as his father. Thinking of this, Zheng Weidong calmed down and followed him with one of his followers.

A few minutes later, Ling Feng stood on the green field with an indifferent expression, looking at Zheng Weidong and a dozen other boys who had gathered in front of him, without any fluctuation in his eyes. If these people hadn't come to cause trouble, he would never have ignored these little miscellaneous people.

Mao, it’s really ironic to think that he, the boss of a majestic family, would be troubled by such a few gangsters!

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