Zhao Menghua stared at Lu Mingfei's dark back as he left the scene, his eyes filled with disdain. What was Lu Mingfei like before and what was still like now.

"Zhiyin" says that a person's temperament depends on his living environment before he was fourteen years old. Those who slapped and pretended to be fat like Lu Mingfei are simply paper tigers and are vulnerable.

Lu Mingfei walked to the door, stopped, and suddenly turned around and swept his eyebrows towards Zhao Menghua. With an absolute fierceness, Zhao Menghua with a winning smile on his face was also a little stunned. This guy actually walked back, aggressively...

Pick up the toilet ring on the stool...

"Puchi..."

Zhao Menghua couldn't help it anymore. He was shocked when he saw Lu Mingfei turning back just now, thinking that this debilitating cub suddenly became a genital and had to make a decision to make changes, but the result was still the same.

Lu Mingfei had a dark face. He didn't want to leave so tragically, but what could he do? I guess Zhao Menghua was also feeling a little nervous. He wanted Lu Mingfei to come over and argue with him, or even fight.

Although the mixed-race species have extraordinary physical fitness, Chu Zihang can dunk at will, Yuan Chinen can carry scaffolding at will, and even Caesar's Lace Girls can easily knock down 200-pound wrestlers.

But these advantages of bloodlines are not reflected in Lu Mingfei. He has not attended a fighting class so far, and the two Lu Mingfeis combined cannot beat Zhao Menghua.

Chen Wenwen bit her lip and stared at Lu Mingfei with empty eyes.

Zhao Menghua looked at Chen Wenwen's tears and wanted to cry, thinking that she was feeling uncomfortable for Lu Mingfei. He was so angry that he didn't let go. He couldn't help but say, "If you want to cry, go to cry elsewhere, and everyone has to eat, don't affect your appetite."

Zhao Menghua's words seemed to crush the last straw to death, causing Chen Wenwen's emotions to eventually get out of control, and she covered her face and sobbed softly.

"Forget it, forget it, don't do this." A younger brother came over to pull Zhao Menghua back.

Zhao Menghua was angry in his heart and said things without having time to think. Now he looked at the crying girl, and his mood was like a mess.

"Zhao Menghua!" Lu Mingfei turned around, his tone was filled with grief and anger. Zhao Menghua let out his younger brother's hand, stepped forward a few steps, stood in front of Lu Mingfei, and said nothing, but stood with his aura to force Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei's chest was fluctuating. If he was a man, he should have buckled the toilet seat on his hand on Zhao Menghua's face.

Unfortunately, he had never had the courage. After being suppressed by Zhao Menghua's momentum, Lu Mingfei's lips were trembling and could not speak, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

"You...you keep someone a way out!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Menghua thought that Lu Mingfei, who was angry, would say something harsh, but that was the end?

It was like a junior elementary school student who lost the fight, cried and sniffed, and cried fiercely at another person: "Wait for me!"

Generally speaking, I am embarrassed to admit the slutty words. As soon as this is said, the person who speaks is already at a disadvantage in disguise.

"It's all your business. If you have the ability, just hold her hand and leave here!" Zhao Menghua had a sarcastic smile on his face. He wanted to use the easiest way to defeat Lu Mingfei's psychological defense line.

He knew that Lu Mingfei didn't have the courage.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the cracked bulge of the wooden door, like broken bones exposed sharp wooden thorns, and the wooden door cracked and shattered like yellow earth. Everyone turned their heads in shock and paused for a second. The valuable high-end wooden door was smashed.

Several burly men wearing sunglasses and suits broke into the door, and Lu Mingfei and Zhao Menghua took a few steps back at the same time.

This tall and big man in suit looks like a bodyguard in the movie, but their suits are all wearing the badge of the semi-dead World Tree.

A young man walked in outside the door. Hearing the sound, the waiter came faced a group of men in black and covered his mouth, so scared that he didn't dare to speak out.

Zhao Menghua stood there at a loss. Could this situation be the FBI visiting him?

"This is a gangster..."

A muttered out of the classmate, and someone immediately blocked his mouth.

"This door, with him, has paid for the meal, and this is your tip."

The boy reached out and took out a few red bills from his wallet. The waiter shivered and did not dare to move forward. However, the boy stuffed the money into the waiter's hand and patted her on the shoulder gently, with a gentle smile as gentle as the wind.

"Road Specialist, SS-level important task instructions, we have no time."

One of the burly men came to Lu Mingfei and nodded and bowed. Lu Mingfei looked at the man and stared at the boy again. The boy was wearing a black and white top and mid-trousers today. Although he was wearing sunglasses, his soft and handsome face was very recognizable.

"Birthday girl..."

Lu Mingfei didn't know what happened, and he was in a state of extreme confusion. Yuan Zhinu came to Lu Mingfei's side, looked at Zhao Menghua, who was standing aside as he was stunned, and said gracefully: "Please let me go."

Zhao Menghua gave in, but also came to his senses.

"Who are you?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you can't care about it either. You just need to know that Lu Mingfei is someone you can't afford to offend."

Zhao Menghua was stunned by Yuan Zhinu's words. What does it mean that he can't afford to offend someone?

He just pressed Lu Mingfei's dignity to the ground and rubbed it repeatedly several times. Isn't it affordable to offend him?

"Are you...are you actors?" Zhao Menghua couldn't help asking.

"actor?"

Yuan Zhinu failed to understand what Zhao Menghua meant.

"How much did Lu Mingfei pay?"

Zhao Menghua insisted that Lu Mingfei hired an actor. Although this sounded very poor in logic, this was the only explanation he could think of and convince himself.

Lu Mingfei is a poor boy, so why does he act like a US president?

"You may have misunderstood. We are not actors. We are the assistant subordinates of the Road Commissioner. I am very sorry for disturbing your party. However, compared with the road commissioner's tasks, your party is the gap between Firefly and Haoyue. It is insignificant and meaningless. In order to apologize, I will pay for your meal on your behalf."

Yuan Chin Nu took out an American Express credit card from her pocket. The card surface was pure black matte and inlaid with platinum, outlining the school emblem of the semi-dead World Tree.

He handed over the black card to the waiter. After the waiter took the black card, he left as if he ran away.

Someone was gasping for breath at the scene. Shilan Middle School has no shortage of people who have seen the world. There are English letters of "City Bank" and "American Express" to the north of the black card. They are top credit black cards, also known as "centurion", and there is no overdraft limit.

Such a person is actually Lu Mingfei's subordinate. So what kind of monster is Lu Mingfei?

"I don't need you to pay!" Zhao Menghua wanted to rush to pay the bill. This was his last dignity, but he was stopped by Yuan Zhinu. Yuan Zhinu smiled and looked at her thin appearance, but she was so strong that Zhao Menghua couldn't imagine it, as if there was a wall standing in front of him.

Zhao Menghua claims to maintain a healthy life and often goes to the gym to exercise. His physical fitness is quite good. He does dumbbells and hands at one time without breathing. He can get the cucumber like Lu Mingfei, but what the hell is this young man who always smiles in front of him?

"What are you doing?" Zhao Menghua's forehead burst with veins. He did not allow anyone to steal his face.

"I'm very sorry." Yuan Chiu avoided.

"Yuan Zhinu, why are you so slow?" A voice came from outside, and another young man walked in.

The breeze at the door was whirling, and a young man wearing a striped loose T-shirt, paired with mid-sports pants, sunglasses on his face, and a tennis bag hanging on his waist walked up.

This outfit is not very fashionable. His expressionless face is as white as a piece of paper, but it is such a person. Liu Miaomiao, who has been sitting behind her, stood up. She stared at the boy with her mouth open, looking nervous.

She was also a person who had a crush on Chu Zihang among many white swans.

Lu Mingfei was shocked again. What day is it today? Why did so many people have been dispatched? Did the Dragon King appear again?

This posture made Lu Mingfei feel that even if he didn't die today, he would be sorry for such a lineup.

Chu Zihang walked in. The box was very large, but now there were men from the school work department standing inside. They were tall, big, big, and round, surrounding Lu Mingfei like a president, occupying a lot of space.

"Don't worry, you must deal with it." Yuan Chiu turned her head and smiled.

Chu Zihang took off his sunglasses and nodded silently. He walked to Lu Mingfei and handed a tablet to Lu Mingfei.

"Boss, this is the summary of this mission."

Lu Mingfei took the tablet with his hands trembling. The tablet showed a badge of a semi-decayed world tree. He clicked on the badge and stretched it downward to stretch it with a large cluster of clearly layered text.

Lu Mingfei didn't care about reading the words above, and he wanted to know when he could become Chu Zihang's boss?

This is a fucking dream!

It must be a dream, and it is very possible to have a beautiful dream on your birthday.

A Lionheart boss, Chu Zihang, who is regarded as his biggest opponent by Caesar, actually bows his head to him?

"Boss, don't be standing there, everyone is waiting for you to start work."

When Chu Zihang saw Lu Mingfei staring at the tablet, his face was pale and outrageous, he reminded him again.

Lu Mingfei's legs were a little weak. There must be something big about it today. Chu Zihang had no ghost cells, so he would never be able to joke about it.

Everyone stood still and said nothing. Sweat appeared on Zhao Menghua's forehead and his voice was trembling.

"Who are you..."

"Introduce yourself, Chu Zihang."

Chu Zihang took off his sunglasses, and his introduction was as clean and simple as his face, but he felt that this introduction was too monotonous, so he added, "Everyone is an alumni."

This time everyone has been petrified.

Maybe there are many people in the world called Chu Zihang, but there is always only one legend in Shilan Middle School.
Chapter completed!