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Chapter 22 This young master remembers you

"Aren't you talking about it? You're not here to eat when you come to the cafeteria. Could you still be here to shit? Can you ask questions and be smart?"

Zhong Si understood Wang Zhe and said without any face.

The boys behind him were all his badass at school, and they all grinned and laughed sarcastically at this moment.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhong said it right, then you can use it slowly, I won't bother you!"

Wang Zhe nodded with awkward smile, then quickly winked at Zhang Xiaobei beside him and prepared to leave.

"stop!"

Zhong Siming directly reached out to stop Wang Zhe, and asked with a sneer, "Did I tell you to leave?"

"What else does Mr. Zhong want to do?"

Wang Zhe said in confusion.

"Oh, I said fat pig, are you not fighting for three days and getting on the house and removing the tiles, and you dare to talk to me like this?"

Zhong Siming's face darkened, he stared at Wang Zhe and asked coldly.

"I dare not, Mr. Zhong, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that!"

Wang Zhe quickly shook his head with awkward smile.

He didn't dare to contradict him at all, otherwise he would definitely be in trouble again.

"This is almost the same!"

Zhong Siming nodded with a sneer, then glanced at the beef noodles in Wang Zhe's hand, curled the corners of his mouth, and said domineeringly: "These two bowls of noodles look delicious, it belongs to me!"

After saying that, Zhong Siming waved to a boy behind him.

The boy was about to come forward to take over the beef noodles from Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe quickly took a few steps back and said with a smirk: "Mr. Zhong, this is not good. If you give it to you, we will have nothing to eat. Otherwise, I will give you a hundred yuan. What if you buy it? Just think that I invited you and a few brothers to have lunch!"

"What are you doing to send beggars? One hundred yuan? Is this young man who lacks that one hundred yuan?"

Zhong Siming gave Wang Zhe a fierce look, then his face darkened, and he said coldly:

"Give me the noodles quickly. Today I want to eat these two bowls of noodles, otherwise you should know the consequences!"

Hearing words.

Wang Zhe's face also changed.

It’s not that he can’t bear to leave these two bowls of noodles.

If it were normal, I would give it.

At worst, just call another one.

But the key is that the meal is over now.

If I give this beef noodles to Zhong Siming and go back and queue up again.

When the order comes, there is probably nothing left.

Then he and Zhang Xiaobei have to drink the northwest wind.

Besides, this is his and Zhang Xiaobei, and it is also the money given to him by Zhang Xiaobei.

It's impossible to just give it to others like this.

But if not.

With Zhong Siming's petty personality, he had to go back to the dormitory at night.

Just when Wang Zhe was extremely confused.

A figure walked up to block Wang Zhe.

It's none other than Zhang Xiaobei.

"Mr. Zhong, right? I bought this beef noodle. You didn't make anything and wanted to get it for nothing. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?"

Zhang Xiaobei looked at Zhong Siming and said with a plain expression.

"What are you? What's wrong with your noodles? If I want to eat it, you have to give it to me. What is the reason for it? In Linhai Middle School, I am the reason! Get out of here!"

Zhong Siming gave Zhang Xiaobei a fierce look and said arrogantly.

"Since you said that, I'm very embarrassed. Even if I throw this into the trash can and feed it to the dog, I will never give it to you!"

Zhang Xiaobei said lightly.

As soon as this is said.

Zhong Siming and others were all stunned.

Wang Zhe's face changed drastically.

Is Zhang Xiaobei crazy?

He is usually so honest.

Why did you dare to talk to Zhong Siming like this today?

Aren’t he afraid of Zhong Siming’s revenge?

"Hehe, boy, you are quite apt to speak to me like this? Do you know who I am? Are you not afraid of death?"

Zhong Siming's face suddenly became gloomy and he asked with a sneer.

"I know, of course I know, how can I not know the famous four evil young men? But no matter who it is, I can't take away my face!"

Zhang Xiaobei's mouth curled up a playful curve and said very firmly.

"Very good, boy, you have successfully angered me. Now it's not just a matter of things. In Linhai Middle School, you dare to talk to Master like this. This means that you didn't take Master seriously at all. If you don't give you some colors today, you really don't know how high and thick the day is!"

A cold light flashed in Zhong Siming's eyes and he said coldly.

Immediately, he waved to the boys behind him.

Those boys were about to surround Zhang Xiaobei.

See this.

Wang Zhe's expression changed drastically, and he was almost scared. He hurriedly walked forward and looked at Zhong Siming begging for mercy and said, "Just Mr. Zhong, I'll give you the noodles, don't do it!"

"Get out of here, Young Master said just now that this is no longer a matter of face, but a matter of face. If you don't teach this ignorant boy a lesson today, what kind of face will Young Master still have to stay in school in the future?"

Zhong Siming glared at Wang Zhe fiercely, and then he was about to direct the boys to teach Zhang Xiaobei a lesson.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

But at this moment.

The teacher who was responsible for maintaining order in the canteen came over.

Seeing this, Zhong Siming's expression also changed. He quickly signaled the boys to stop first, then turned his head to look at the teacher, and said with a smile: "Teacher, it's okay, we're chatting!"

"Hurry up and don't mess around here!"

The teacher said with a serious face.

"Okay teacher!"

Zhong Siming nodded.

Seeing this, the teacher walked aside.

But his eyes were always staring here.

No matter how arrogant Zhong Siming is, he dare not let someone attack in front of the teacher.

He glared at Zhang Xiaobei fiercely, gritted his teeth, and threatened fiercely:

"Boy, you're lucky this time, but I've remembered you. Let's take a look. Just wait for my endless revenge! I will make you cry very rhythmically!"

"Remember! If I don't drive you out of Linhai Middle School within half a month, then I will take your surname!"

After saying that.

Zhong Siming waved his hand and walked to the side with the boys.

Looking at the backs of Zhong Siming and others leaving.

Wang Zhe was also extremely worried. He turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaobei and said helplessly: "Xiaobei, why are you so impulsive? Do you know what the consequences of offending Zhong Siming? He is a very petty person. Last time I accidentally touched him, he has been resentful until now, and he always causes trouble for me. If you confront him like that just now, he will definitely take revenge on you crazy!"

"fine!"
Chapter completed!
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