An eight-year-old kid cooks rice to feed a group of college students

Chen Feng's anger was rising.

Stand up and say: "I'm warning you, if you are sensible, get out of here now, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Huang Mao was a little timid at first.

But looking at the three of them here, what are they afraid of?

He sneered: "Brother, I have been on the road for so many years, and I have never been afraid of anyone."

"Besides, who are you? What does it have to do with you?"

Chen Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense. He took off his leather jacket and revealed his strong arms.

His big arms are strong and his muscles are smooth, and it looks like he has been trained.

"I'm his brother. If you need anything, just come to me. If you bully a child, do you think you're a man?"

"Okay, you want to fight, right? Brothers, come on!"

In a one versus three situation, Chen Feng was not afraid at all.

Lian Qingxue grabbed Su Can's arm nervously: "Brother, do you think he will win?"

"should be no problem."

Those three second-rate guys were thin and weak, and they seemed to want to win by numbers.

But Chen Feng is different. Every move he makes is very smooth. He should be a good practitioner.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he guessed.

Chen Feng took care of the three people in two seconds and beat them to the ground.

He lowered his head and glanced disdainfully: "Brother Su Can, how will they solve it?"

Su Can came to them and squatted down.

"Three brothers, I don't want to embarrass you, why don't we open the sky and speak frankly?"

Just as Huang Mao was about to sarcastically say, "Who are you?" out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Feng clenching his fists and had to swallow it.

"My brother is talking to you, why is he not responding?"

Under the intimidation of Chen Feng's eyes, Huang Mao reluctantly snorted from his nostrils.

Su Can didn't mind their attitude at all.

He just needs to know the final result.

"Is it Ma Junren who sent you here?"

Su Can didn't ask in private, but in front of so many onlookers.

He just wants everyone to know Ma Junren's true face.

Huang Mao's eyes dodge, unwilling to admit: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Judging from his expression, what else doesn't Su Can understand?

He raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to admit it, do you? OK, I'll call the police uncle to come over and make a review.

Huang Mao wanted to reach out to stop Su Can's movement, but Chen Feng blocked it quickly.

"Are you allowed to move? Give me some peace of mind, otherwise I will have plenty of means to torment you.

This is hard work.

Huang Mao gritted his teeth and had no choice but to tell the truth: "I'll tell you the truth, the people who are looking for us are indeed people from Jiangcheng University."

"But I don't know if he is the Ma Junren you are talking about. That man is thin and dark, about thirty years old, and wears glasses."

“I didn’t take any photos, I could only talk about it verbally.

Obviously, the person he described was not Ma Junren. 630

A flash of understanding flashed in Su Can's eyes.

Ma Junren is not that stupid. He has to do this kind of thing himself. Wouldn't it be easy to leave a clue?

"Then can you contact him?"

An idea flashed in Yang Fan's mind.

Suddenly he patted his head: "I remembered who he was talking about. He seemed to be talking about the director of our Academic Affairs Office, Wang Hai."

"Wang Hai is Ma Junren's lackey, and he usually helps him a lot."

Su Can felt cold in her heart.

On the surface, he pretended to be pitiful. He lowered his head and looked very disappointed.

"I just want to make some money to support my family. I haven't stolen or robbed. I don't know why everyone can't tolerate me."