Immortal Young Man on Campus

Seeing the fierce Zhang Meng walking towards her, Yuan Feifei hugged her body subconsciously, and cried out in panic, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Meng grinned and said, "I've been in the hospital for so many days, this is just right."

Yuan Feifei's face suddenly turned pale, and she looked at Liu Ang helplessly.

Liu Ang hesitated and said, "Cousin, Feifei is my girlfriend."

Zhang Meng didn't turn his head back and said, "I know, why, can't you bear it? She's not a pure and beautiful girl, even her own teacher can go to her, so what's wrong with me?"

Liu Ang's face sank. This was the pain in his heart. He was so pierced by Zhang Meng, but he didn't dare to talk back.

Yuan Feifei looked at Liu Ang in despair, kept shaking her head, and begged, "Liu Ang, don't let him do that..."

Liu Ang bit his lip, not daring to look into Yuan Feifei's eyes.

Zhang Meng waved his hand and said impatiently, "Go out and close the door."

Liu Ang bit his lip, blood flowing down the corner of his mouth, but he didn't dare to say a word, he turned around slowly, dragged his feet like lead, and walked out, closing the door by the way.

Yuan Feifei looked at Liu Ang's back, wishing he could stop, however, until the door closed, Liu Ang did not stop.

Yuan Feifei's heart was like that door, completely closed.

Liu Ang leaned his back against the wall, held his head in his hands, his eyelids jumped, and a whimper sounded in his throat, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Yuan Feifei's screams squeezed out from the crack of the door, like steel needles pierced into Liu Ang's heart, he covered his chest in pain, slowly slipped down from the wall, and squatted on the ground.

He covered his ears, but Yuan Feifei's screaming and crying were so pervasive that there was no way to stop them.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Feifei seemed to accept her fate, and her voice gradually became lower.

Crunch!

The door opened, and Zhang Meng limped out with a hearty smile on his face. He glanced at Liu Ang, who was squatting at the door, like a concubine, and said, "For a woman, what about it? , in the future, what kind of woman does not have a fragrant and spicy food."

Liu Ang raised his head, stood up slowly, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and pretended to be free and easy: "Cousin is right, going to school is boring, and I will hang out with my cousin in the future."

Zhang Meng patted his shoulder with relief, and said, "This is the man! I can afford it, I can put it down! I'll wait for you downstairs to clean up the dust for me. If someone else stole it from me, I'll double it. return."

Looking at the back of Zhang Meng limping downstairs, Liu Ang clenched his fists, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and then his fists loosened again.

He turned around and entered the room. Yuan Feifei's face was ashen, her face was covered with tears, and she was slumped on the sofa. She raised her eyes and looked at Liu Ang blankly.

Liu Ang felt a little guilty, and hurriedly turned his head, not daring to look at her.

"Liu Ang, I hate you!" Yuan Feifei said calmly.

The calmer her tone was, the more powerful she was, which made Liu Ang's eyelids jump.

He took a deep breath and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Yuan Feifei, both you and Jiang Zhengzhi can go to bed, pretending to be innocent, my cousin is much stronger than Jiang Zhengzhi."

Yuan Feifei's face was expressionless, and she didn't seem to be angry with his words. The empty eyes seemed to have a kind of magic, which made Liu Ang's heart tremble.

"Get dressed and go back to rest first. I'll go and clean up my cousin first."

Liu Ang left a sentence, and Fei also left, as if he was afraid of being alone with Yuan Feifei.

In the bathing center, Zhang Meng was naked, revealing a tiger tattoo on his back, and leaned against the edge of the bath with his arms outstretched, surrounded by a few subordinates. Although many of his subordinates had turned to others, they still had some confidants after all.

Liu Ang leaned against Zhang Meng's nearest place, and pretended to be cool and said, "Cousin, what should we do next, do we have to make a big fight to regain our territory?"

Zhang Meng glanced at him out of the corner of his eyes, and said meaningfully: "Can't you hold back? Haha, there will be opportunities for you to show off your skills in the future. Those rebels don't need to be afraid, I will take care of them slowly."

"Then what do we do now?"

"You'll know when someone comes." Zhang Meng said inexplicably.

"Who?" Liu Ang asked blankly.

"Brother Meng, I'm here to clean up the dust for you." A familiar voice came from the door, and Liu Ang hurriedly stretched his neck to look.

"Joe."

Qiao Zhi ignored Liu Ang, walked straight to Zhang Meng, and said loudly, "Brother Meng, things have been done."

Zhang Meng's eyes lit up, looked at Qiao Zhi approvingly, and said, "Brother Qiao is doing business, I really feel relieved. What time do you make an appointment to visit the Buddha?"

After Qiao Zhi was fired from the police station, he became a homeless person. He was not reconciled and decided to change his way of life, so he and Zhang Meng smelt in harmony.

Zhang Meng's vitality was seriously damaged. It was when there was a shortage of people that he needed to be trusted. He had known Qiao Zhi for a long time, so he asked Qiao Zhi to ask the Buddha to come out and do justice for him.

As for the conditions, that is the field in his hands.

Of course, Zhang Meng didn't just hand over all his positions to others. As long as he deterred other bigwigs and stabilized his position, he was completely confident to **** other people's fields and take them for himself.

"Tomorrow!" Qiao Zhi replied.

Zhang Meng slapped his hand and said, "Okay! See the Buddha earlier, settle this matter earlier, and those guys will be unlucky sooner!"

"What about Yu Mo?"

Liu Ang asked, he seemed to understand but he didn't understand, but he always remembered that all this was caused by Yu Mo. Although he was almost frightened in the grove, he regained his strength in the past few days.

The eyes of Zhang Meng and Qiao Zhi burst into murderous light, both of them regarded Yu Mo as a thorn in their eyes, Zhang Meng said disdainfully: "Little Yu Mo is like an ant in front of the Buddha. Can't get up."

Liu Ang was overjoyed and said proudly, "That's great!"

The next day, Zhang Meng, Qiao Zhi, and Liu Ang all dressed up in full spirits, especially Liu Ang, who heard a little about the Buddha's great achievements and was shocked.

He finally got his cousin to agree to take him to meet the world with him, and he stayed up all night with excitement.

Zhang Meng told the two of them a few words in a deep voice, but it was nothing more than a low-key, not allowed to make mistakes, and then came to a house in the suburbs.

The house is very old and out of tune with the modern environment.

Ordinary people would never have imagined that the famous Buddha lived in this humble ancient house. If the Buddha shook his feet, he would shake three times on Jiang An Road.

Speaking of Buddha's great achievements, three days and three nights can't be finished.

All in all, Lord Buddha is very arrogant. His status today is all punched and kicked by himself, and he is a fierce man.