Chapter 407

The workmanship of sachets is really not very good. There are a lot of broken stones on the ground.

The young man with brown hair stepped down like this. He humiliated Feng Yue on purpose, and trampled on the sachet a few times.

The silk cloth is broken, and Ying Zijin's medicinal materials fall all over the ground and are stained with dust.

Obviously, it's totally useless.

Feng Yue saw that his eyes were splitting, but he couldn't stop it at all.

The young man looked at it, and his eyes were full of disgust. He raised his foot and kicked the broken sachet away: "I thought it was a good thing, that's it? It's really poor. "

He has always looked down upon the Oriental.

When an oriental comes here to study, he will be bullied when he can't stand it.

This time, when it comes to ILNA, the young people with brown hair can't tolerate it.

In recent days, there has been no fight. He has been itching for a long time. Who let this boy hit him at the muzzle of his gun so unknowingly?

"I warn you, in whose territory, be honest." The young man raised his hand and once again hit Feng Yue in the face. He said with a smile, "some words, we can really say casually, but you can't, because you are not qualified enough to understand?"

After another warning, he released his hand.

Feng Yue collapsed on the ground along the wall with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

For a long time, his tinnitus stopped and he barely stood up.

Feng Yue pursed his lips, went to the garbage can, picked up the damaged sachet and put it back in his pocket.

He didn't go to the market anymore. He put on his mask and went back to the apartment building.

The number of people who go straight to the international games is more than 100 in the world, so they all live in the same apartment.

It's just that boys are on the lower floor and girls are on the upper floor. Boys are not allowed to go up.

There is a supermarket on the first floor. It has everything.

Feng Yue didn't plan to do it. He bought some medicine and gauze in the supermarket and went upstairs.

The young man with brown hair was specially hit in his face. The injury was not light and it was hard to hide.

Feng Yue thought that if someone asked at that time, he would say that he had fallen by himself. He could not let other students be bullied any more.

Just as he was taking medicine for himself, Teng Yunmeng and three other students came down to him to discuss the problem.

Seeing Feng Yue's appearance, Teng Yunmeng was shocked: "Feng Yue, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." Feng hissed and gasped, "I fell."

"You're lying." Teng Yun's dream is angry and laughs, "it's obviously a fight."

"You see that?" Feng Yue gave a wry smile. "I've been beaten by her admirer. It's also strange that I didn't pay attention to my words and deeds."

"Why did he hit you?" Teng Yunmeng was even more angry. "What they said was even worse. All the disgusting words were used. Is the victim guilty?"

Feng Yue lowered his head: "who let this really be someone else's territory? If it were in China, it would not happen."

This time, Professor Zuo Li and several honorary professors from DIDU university came with the team.

But the professors live in another building, far away from here.

"Meng Meng, don't tell Ying Shen about it." Feng Yue thought of the most important thing, "I'm afraid Ying Shen will fight."

Tengyun dream did not answer, a cool voice sounded: "I have heard."

Feng Yue was surprised and turned his head abruptly.

The girl was leaning against the door with her arms around her.

There was no temperature in her eyes, but everyone could feel the low pressure that oppressed the nerves.

It's almost breathless.

"Ying, Ying God, you..." Feng more stuttered, "why did you come back at this time?"

"It seems just right." Ying Zijin comes in, "or I will be concealed, but you can see that it's a fight."

She took a look at the wound on Feng Yue's face, took out a medicine box from her pocket and threw it: "wipe it."

Feng Yue quickly opened the medicine box, which was a kind of white ointment.

He did not hesitate, picked up the cotton swab dipped in ointment to the wound.

Not only does it not hurt, but it has a cool feeling.

Feng Yue bared his teeth and deliberately changed the topic: "Hey, Ying Shen, your medicine is too effective. I don't know if it's my illusion. My wound seems to be healing. I want to buy it from anywhere."

"Cut the crap."

“……”

Feng Yue shut up.

Ying Zijin went out again and stopped a girl at the entrance of the stairs. She said directly, "excuse me, do you know where ILNA is?"

"She, she should be at home party on 14th Street." The girl stuttered, "tomorrow and tomorrow are going to draw lots. She has a lot of friends and went to celebrate for her."

Homeparty, whose Chinese name is "hongpo", is a business place for private parties.Ying Zijin nodded: "thank you."

"That, that what, this classmate." The girl summoned up the courage, "you, you are so beautiful, can I take a picture with you?"

"It's urgent. Let's talk about it later." Ying Zijin went back to Fengyue's bedroom, and his eyes were still cold. "I'll call a car now and go there together."

**

fifteen minutes later.

Home party, 14th Street.

The organizers of today's youth party are not ILNA, but the boys who pursue her.

The young man with brown hair is indeed there. He is still talking about the incident he just made in Fengyue as a joke to others.

At this time, the door was kicked open, and the "bang" was earth shaking, all over the music.

ILNA turned her head and frowned when she saw someone coming: "I don't remember I invited you."

The other students stopped and looked over.

Ying Zijin's eyes swept: "Feng Yue, identify, who is it?"

Feng Yue opened his mouth: "Ying Shen, I..."

He knows that Ying Zijin will fight. It's not a matter to hit several big men, so he won't be hurt.

But as a contestant, once she starts, she is likely to face the situation of withdrawal.

Ying Zijin or those two words, light: "identify."

Before Feng Yue opened his mouth, the young man with brown hair had already stood up and sneered: "Yo, have you moved the rescue soldiers? Still a girl? How do you want me to hit her? "

Teng Yunmeng can't help but draw.

She really hasn't seen her. There are still people who are willing to die.

Ying Zijin nodded slightly: "is it him?"

Although these two words are asking, the tone is flat.

Once the candidates are confirmed, it's easy to do.

Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeve and went forward.

The young man's mouth was still wearing a sarcastic smile: "why, you don't really want to treat me --"

before he finished his words, he felt his throat tightened.

The next second, his whole body was smashed on the wall.

One hand of the girl was holding the collar of the young man with brown hair, so she lifted him up.

No one thought of this scene, and ILNA was stunned.

A few seconds later, a few girls in the crowd screamed.

Feng Yue murmured: "lying trough..."

At that time in the dynasty KTV, he fainted, did not see yingzijin hands, afterwards also just watch video.

The video is far less shocking than the scene.

The young man with brown hair didn't expect that he would be treated like this, and his eyes were fierce: "you want to die!"

He wanted to fight back immediately, but he felt paralyzed in all his limbs and lost his strength for a moment.

Ying Zijin turns his head and looks at Feng Yue: "you can fight back as he hit you yesterday."

Feng Yue was still shocked, but he didn't come back. A few seconds later, he came forward and hesitated: "Ying Shen, is there anything wrong?"

Ying Zijin just said: "fight."

Feng Yue didn't hesitate. He clenched his fist and smashed it in the face of the young man with brown hair.

The young man with brown hair was very angry: "smelly boy, you --"

he didn't finish his words again, because Fengyue was hit by another blow.

After two punches, Feng Yue shook his sore hand: "Ying Shen, I'm done."

He must take a fighting class in the summer vacation.

"I don't think it's enough." Ying Zijin raised her eyes. "In the war of those years, there was a slogan in China. If people don't offend me, I won't be a prisoner. If people offend me, I will be a prisoner."

"I use our etiquette to teach you, what is called hospitality."

"You can't struggle. You can experience it."

Ying Zijin's one hand still imprisons the young man with brown hair, the empty left hand slowly holds up, once again hit to him.

It seems that this punch is not as strong as Fengyue, but it is much stronger than Fengyue.

The young brown haired man's brain hummed for a moment, and his eyes turned black and nearly fainted.

Between the throat is a burst of blood, there is rust smell in the spread.

The young man with brown hair has bullied many oriental people. He never thought that one day he would be hanged and beaten by an oriental girl.

"That's all for it." ILNA finally couldn't watch it any more. She was very tired of it. "Boys have some frictions in private. What a normal thing. What do you want to do?"

She sees Ying Zijin really very diaphragmatic should, pour is not to dislike, is to have a kind of inexplicable irritability.

Like an old friend she hates.

But ILNA quickly moved the idea out of her mind and felt that her idea was ridiculous.

Even if she is annoyed with her old friend, she has to admit that not everyone can compare.

Ying Zijin didn't look at Yi Er Na, a look also didn't give.Instead, he raised his hand and threw a picture of the young man with brown hair on the ground.

The person in this picture is ILNA. The young brown haired people like it very much, so they always carry it with them.

Ying Zijin kicked a foot, kicked that photograph to seal more front: "tore."