I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

There were several men standing next to the two of them, and they immediately gathered around them.

The woman was unfazed. She took a step back, shook her shoulders and dropped the guitar bag, holding it with both hands.

She used her guitar bag as a machete and danced like crazy.

For a while, no one dared to get close.

This woman looked like a crazy woman, like weeds growing on the rocks on the cliff, swaying left and right in the strong wind.

There are many people around. After all, everyone likes to watch the excitement, but everyone is involuntarily moving back.

Chen Feng watched all this from a distance, feeling a little sad for no reason.

He wanted to do something, but his steps turned to the side involuntarily, but he was unable to take a step forward.

After forcing everyone back, the woman finally stopped, holding the guitar in both hands, and looked at everyone present with hatred and disgust.

Seeing that she was no longer crazy, the young man who had been slapped covered his face with one hand and slowly walked forward, "Ms. Zhong, it's just a late night snack. You don't want to seek death and survive like this, right?"

Chen Feng finally saw the woman's face clearly, it was Zhong Lei.

His mouth slowly opened.

To care or not to care? Can you manage it? does it worth?

After the young man finished speaking, several other men quietly surrounded Zhong Lei from all directions.

Zhong Lei gritted her teeth and said slowly: "I said I don't know you. I'm not interested in dealing with you either. Get out of my way, I'm leaving."

The young man shrugged, "I know you're going to Fenghua for a show next. It's okay. I'll call Fenghua's boss. Just say that you have something to do and can't go today, so I'll ask for leave for you. Come on, give me some face?" You see, even if I get slapped by you, I won’t care about you.”

Zhong Lei did not give in, "Go away! Your face has nothing to do with me!"

Seeing that she was out of touch, the young man winked at the accomplice next to him, trying to be tough.

At this moment, there was a loud noise coming from the side.

"Hey, I've learned a lot. It's 9012 years ago. Why, are there still people imitating Gao Yanei and robbing women in the street? They're very good at it! If you have two filthy rich people and drive a sports car, you think you're breaking the news. Can such a big thing be settled with money? Did you grow up eating Manchu banquets?"

Chen Feng suddenly appeared next to him with his mobile phone in one hand, the flashlight shining, and the camera pointed at everyone.

He is videotaping

He came over after all.

While filming, Chen Feng shouted loudly, "Hey! Everyone is here to see the fun! Beautiful girls all think highly of themselves, and beautiful girlfriends also think highly of their own girls! Did you see how capable the rich second generation is, they tied up your girl in the street? Are you afraid that I will get in the car and knock you out with money when I turn around?"

With Chen Feng taking the initiative and shouting so loudly, people were already coming and going, and soon, the melon-eaters who had nothing to do with themselves before gathered around.

These young people were a little unresponsive.

In the past, they were used to being arrogant and causing trouble in the streets, but no one said anything.

Everyone knows that meddling in people's affairs in this world has no good consequences.

Even if there is a blind and stubborn person who gets beaten up and gets into trouble, they can settle it with money.

As rich people, they have a whole range of ways to deal with poor people.

But all their operations are kept in the dark as much as possible. If the video is captured and posted on the Internet, it will make a big noise and become known to the world. Although it can still be done, it is still a big trouble.

"Who are you? What are you talking about? Miss Zhong and I are friends. What's wrong with us inviting our friends to dinner? Don't mind your own business."

The young man who had been slapped before thought for a moment and then argued.

Chen Feng smiled and took another step forward, "Friends? Since we are friends, shouldn't we be considerate of others?"

With that said, Chen Feng looked at Zhong Lei again, his eyes suggesting that she should come closer.

Zhong Lei stood there holding the guitar, but she was a little embarrassed.

She subconsciously didn't want to get close to Chen Feng, after all, he was a very annoying person.

Today, Chen Feng happened to see her in such a miserable state, which made her feel even more embarrassed.

If you just run and stand next to him, wouldn't you be in debt to him again?

But in the end Zhong Lei took the opportunity to run to Chen Feng's side.

Choose the lesser of two evils.

The young man shouted loudly behind her: "Miss Zhong, you have to think clearly. I know you want to be a star and sing. You should understand your current situation. You know how difficult it is to be famous now. I said But I can help you. It's easy for me."

"You can go and find out who I am, Zhou A. If there are many people who want to curry favor with me, you should cherish it if I give you a chance. If you leave today, you won't have to go to this bar on Shaolin Road in the future. coming."

It turns out that this young man’s name is Zhou A.

Zhou A's words were very clear, he was threatening Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng vaguely remembered something. In another future timeline, Zhong Lei did have a hard time before becoming famous.

It was not until many years later, when she was famous all over the world, that the truth was discovered.

It is said that she offended a second-generation powerful man named Zhou in her early years and was severely suppressed.

Chen Feng didn't expect that he would bump into the scene and get involved.

He has a sense of the wonderful experience of being a mortal who inadvertently intrudes into a major event in history.

However, the final outcome showed that Zhong Lei did not give in after all, so in fact, if she didn't do this, she should be fine.

Chen Feng felt a little embarrassed and said that fate was unpredictable.

Zhong Lei, who was next to Chen Feng, shrugged when he heard this and didn't care about Zhou A's threat. "Oh, it doesn't matter. Do whatever you like."

If she was afraid of threats from others, then she wouldn't be who she is.

"Okay, you said so."

Zhou A took out her cell phone on the spot and called the major shareholder of Fengyue, the next nightclub she was going to.

Zhong Lei paid no attention to Zhou A, but turned around and left with the guitar in her arms.

Chen Feng thought for a moment and followed from behind.

Within two minutes, Zhong Lei's cell phone rang. After answering the call, she hung up the phone and walked back.

She is going home.

Zhou A means what he says, and I'm afraid that from today on, Zhong Lei won't be able to continue singing in the bar on Shaolin Road.

The two walked together in the direction of Weston.

She didn't take the initiative to speak, and Chen Feng had nothing to say to her, so he simply fell two steps behind to avoid embarrassment.

There was silence all the way.

The back of Zhong Lei holding the guitar looked a little desolate.

When she reached the apartment downstairs, she finally whispered in a mosquito-like voice: "Thank you."

"Oh it's all right."

Next, they looked at each other in silence again. They entered the elevator, got out of the elevator, and entered the house.

Before going upstairs, Zhong Lei paused for a moment and said, "Even if I cause you trouble, I will offend Zhou. I'm afraid he will also trouble you later."

Chen Feng waved his hands indifferently, "I have nothing to begin with, how can he cause trouble for me?"

"That's true."

Seeing how free and easy he was, Zhong Lei forced a smile and said, "It's better that you have a good attitude."

"What are you going to do next? Keep singing?"

Chen Feng stopped Zhong Lei who was about to go upstairs.

She shook her head and nodded again.

"I don't know. I have rejected many people before, but they are not as difficult as Zhou A. I am probably a little tired of it. Life like this is really boring, and there is no hope."

As she spoke, she looked at her guitar with reluctance, "My family has spent too much money to support my music studies. If it doesn't work, I will leave Hanzhou."

Her tone was bleak, with a hint of boredom.

Chen Feng really wanted to tell her, never give up, you will become a person of Beethoven's level in the future.

But he didn't say it after all.

Maybe it won't work if you say it.

"Well, you have your own plans. Get some rest early."

Zhong Lei lay on the bed, raised the pillow, and then her mind became slightly free, recalling the previous events.

After calming down, she felt a little scared.

Zhong Lei knew that although she had a strong temper, she was just a womanizer after all.

At that time, she had already slapped Zhou Ayi in the face. If Chen Feng hadn't appeared with a mobile phone and told Zhou Ayi and others to use the weapon, she knew that she would be doomed.

Even if they are not kidnapped, they will most likely be beaten.

For a villain like Zhou A, there should be no principle against hitting women.