Chapter 531

Because eight people eat at a table and twelve in a dormitory, it is natural that two dormitories will be put together.

Dong Wenfeng, Wang Lei and Li Zefeng were all assigned to a table in the dormitory next door.

A pot of rice and five pots of very simple big pot dishes have been arranged on the table.

Everyone took turns to fill the rice and then began to eat.

At this time, a man standing next to Dong Wenfeng put his chopsticks straight into his rice bowl, and because the table was small, several people were very close.

The man was very overbearing and put the bowl directly in front of Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng's face suddenly changed, and Li Zefeng, not far away, frowned when he saw this scene.

This kind of behavior of inserting a pair of chopsticks straight into the rice bowl is only used when going to the grave.

In other words, this is a bowl of rice for the dead!

And the most important thing is that the man is still alive, just in front of Dong Wenfeng!

People who have a little tutoring will not do so!

It can be said that this is a very serious insult to a person!

Dong Wenfeng patted the man next to him and said, "what do you mean?"

The man's mouth was still stuffed with vegetables. After swallowing it, he turned around.

Dong Wenfeng's height is not low, one meter eight, and that person is half a head higher than Dong Wenfeng, at least one meter nine.

And he is not a thin guy like a bamboo pole, but a very stocky, tall and strong man.

The man turned around, looked down at Dong Wenfeng, said impolitely, "what do you mean? You fucking beat him!"

Dong Wenfeng pointed to the bowl of rice in front of him, and then said, "I said, no one has taught you. Shouldn't you do this when eating?"

"What's the matter? I've had this habit since I was a child. No one has ever said it. What's your opinion, huh?"

The man glanced at the bowl of rice and continued to say in a very horizontal tone.

"It's something without a tutor. It's food for the dead. Moreover, you put this bowl of rice in front of me!"

Dong Wenfeng's tone was not soft at all and said directly.

"Who the fuck do you say has no tutor? Ah? The rules here are set by your family? This is your family? You fucking care how I put my chopsticks!"

"I'm willing to let it go! Besides, I remember you seem to be the guy from the liberal arts school. Did you run yesterday? Don't fucking force me here!"

"I tell you, Li Zefeng, who lost to you yesterday, is a grandson. He is not even a fart in our Institute of technology! Don't think you can step on the head of our Institute of technology if you win him!"

When the big man heard Dong Wenfeng's words, he still didn't mean to apologize. On the contrary, he scolded even more because he recognized Dong Wenfeng.

The man's voice was loud. Soon, the attention of several tables around him was attracted.

Li Zefeng, who was not far away, also heard the man's mockery of himself just now. His face changed several times, and the whole person became more and more gloomy.

"Hey, look, someone seems to be fighting over there!"

"Look who it is!"

More and more students' attention was attracted.

Because instructor's canteen was not with the students, no instructor came to stop it.

"It seems that it's the guy from the liberal arts school who can run yesterday. His name is Dong Wenfeng!"

"What about the tall man?"

"That's the main center of the basketball team of the Institute of technology. It's nicknamed roughly. It's a strong stroke. People are also very horizontal. Ordinary people can't afford it at all."

The crowd began to talk.

"You see, soon the boy from the liberal arts school will be soft. The strong endurance of long-distance running doesn't mean that he is fierce in fighting. This time, he is a big deal!"

"Just..."

Wang Lei saw that Dong Wenfeng was in conflict with others and wanted to come over. Dong Wenfeng gave him a wink and motioned him not to act rashly.

Now it's Dong Wenfeng and roughly one-on-one. If Wang Lei comes to help, hundreds of people from other engineering colleges will have a reason to do it in the whole canteen.

At that time, when things got big, it was the real trouble.

"I'll give you another chance. You apologize now. I won't touch you."

Dong Wenfeng said with an expressionless touch.

"What? You don't touch me? Ha ha!"

Hearing Dong Wenfeng's words, he burst into laughter.

"Let's not say that I didn't know the eating rules. Now I know. I'll put this bowl of rice in front of you!"

"What can you do with me? Loser!"

He looked down at Dong Wenfeng and said in a very sarcastic tone.

"Man, I advise you to be soft!"

There was a kind-hearted man from the Institute of technology next to him and said to Dong Wenfeng.

"Yes, no shame!"

Many people echoed the way with that man.

"You can't live if you do evil."

Only Li Zefeng, not far away, shook his head, sighed and said to himself.

"Since you don't have a tutor, I'll help you make rules today!"

As soon as Dong Wenfeng's voice fell, he had already punched Dong Wenfeng.

The punch was powerful and heavy, and it came at Dong Wenfeng's head.

Many of the other students on the sidelines have gone too far. After all, they are still students. They don't have the heart to see Dong Wenfeng beaten with blood.

"Boss, be careful!"

Wang Lei also reminded him at this time. Unfortunately, he was too far away to come at all.

"Bang!".

These onlookers, the expected picture of Dong Wenfeng being knocked down by a punch did not appear. Dong Wenfeng took the punch steadily with his right hand.

And just now, I found that no matter how hard I tried, my fist was like stuck in a stone and couldn't be pulled out at all.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the empty left hand and picked up a spoon from the table.

Then, in front of him, there was a scene that he would never forget.

In Dong Wenfeng's hand, the stainless steel spoon was like a ball of plasticine, bent, folded, and finally twisted into an iron ring.

"This, this... Sorry, sorry!"

Seeing the general of this scene, he began to speak incoherently and apologized constantly.

"I gave you a chance."

"Kneel down."

Dong Wenfeng said, and then he made a great effort in his hand. He roughly felt a pain in his wrist, and then his knee seemed to have been kicked and knelt directly on the ground.

Dong Wenfeng released his hand. He didn't break his arm, but he didn't dare to resist now.

Dong Wenfeng squatted down and put the bowl of rice roughly placed in front of him on the ground.

"I'll give you a second chance. You finish this bowl of rice and I won't touch you."

On that bowl of rice, a pair of chopsticks were inserted straight on it. I felt like a dead man, and this bowl of rice became something for incense.