Chapter 4116

The man in charge was wearing a shabby black shirt. An Xinyue looked down and saw that he was only wearing a pair of single pants with patches on them. The hair on the young man's forehead had covered his eyes, which made him look like a social elder brother.

"What do they do?" An Xinyue asks curiously.

"There is a high school nearby. A boy was bullied in the high school. The boy had a little money at home, so he asked them to fight with each other."

"Tut Tut, this is Xiaohei B who occupies the school gate. It seems that he can make a lot of money."

"Well, it's a noble school." Chuluoni said while drinking water, as if he didn't care about what was going to happen outside.

The waiter is probably used to this kind of thing, so when those people appear, they decisively close the door, and then close all the curtains.

An Xinyue

Chu Luoni turns the cup in his hand and looks at an Xinyue who is obviously confused. It seems that he is telling her with his eyes, "this is the truth."

Bloody, glaring facts.

The curtain has not been pulled up completely. An Xinyue can see how fierce the fight between the teenagers on both sides is.

After all, the pricks in the school can't compare with the little gangsters in the society, so later a wave of teenagers were soon beaten to run away.

All of a sudden, the leader kicked the younger brother who took out the kitchen knife, "what are you doing? We don't do things that cause people's lives. "

The little brother was kicked to the ground and wanted to say something, but because he was afraid of song Mingfeng, he did not dare to speak.

Song Mingfeng took the little rich man's money. After counting it clearly, he gave most of it to his brother. Then he left a little for himself. He sat on the steps and waved to the little brothers to leave. He took out a box of cigarettes himself.

The boys got the money and left happily.

Song Mingfeng's angular face was obviously irritable, because he only found cigarettes and forgot to bring lighters.

When he was upset, a lighter suddenly appeared in front of him.

Song Mingfeng looks up and faces Chu Luoni. He doesn't take the lighter. He just looks at Chu Luoni and says, "who are you?" Song Mingfeng is not polite at all.

Chuluoni is not angry and signals him to take the lighter.

Although song Mingfeng doubted it, he took it. Then he lit a cigarette and returned the lighter to Chu Luoni. "Thank you."

He speaks with maturity, not in the least like a 19-year-old boy should.

Chu Luoni sat down beside him and looked at the hundreds of yuan he was holding in his hand. "He fought for others with all his life. Is this enough for you to buy medicine?"

"Cut -" Song Mingfeng sneered. He didn't care about his bleeding arm. He took a hard puff of smoke. "Outsiders, don't mind your own business. It's not good for you." Song Mingfeng said, straight up, and then dangling his body, staggering his legs to leave.

"Come with me, and I'll give you a stable environment." Chu Luo gets up and looks at Song Mingfeng's back and says.

Song Mingfeng steps did not stop, waved, "I don't need anyone to manage."

Chu Luoni didn't insist and watched song Mingfeng leave.

An Xinyue came out from the milk tea shop and looked at Chu Luoni standing at the intersection: "why don't you catch up?"

Chu Luoni looked at Song Mingfeng's back and touched his chin slightly. "How can he be more mature than Laozi, a 19-year-old kid?"

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