Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Inside the military area guest house.

The lights were still on.

Cang Shaopeng chatted happily with his friends.

For these young people in their twenties, no matter what kind of guest house it is, it is a mysterious and interesting place.

Their age, that is, they have just entered the social circle. This kind of big gathering attended by old men and young and middle-aged second- and third-generation nephews is like a famous party, which always attracts people who want to be different. , Boys and girls who have established their identities.

Cang Shaopeng and the others are very happy as long as they stand inside. After all, this means that they have entered a circle, a brand new circle.

What made Cang Shaopeng even more happy was that he reprimanded Yang Rui today.

When I get home, this is a good excuse. You see, the law I found may not necessarily have a problem. I confronted Yang Rui, but he didn’t dare to say anything. I trained him to be a fool ——Cang Shaopeng kept doing dialogue drills in his heart, and imagined that after the news spread, everyone would worship him.

So what if Yang Rui was on TV, he was scolded by me and ran away like a mouse.

The pride in Cang Shaopeng's heart grew wildly like weeds.

"Snapped"

A crisp sound exploded in my ears.

Cang Shaopeng's voice was still thinking about something, and he felt dizzy for a while, and then his cheeks started to hurt.

Cang Shaopeng covered his face and looked around in panic.

I saw a strong man who was raising his big foot and stepped on it.

Cang Shaopeng rolled over on the spot, dodged it, got up again and cursed: "You hit someone? Who are you?"

"I, Wen Zelin, what's the matter? Not convinced?" Wen Zelin raised his hand again as he spoke.

Seeing Wen Zelin's slap, Cang Shaopeng was stunned.

I have never seen such a righteous beating in public.

The friends standing together rushed up and hugged Wen Zelin, and said with a smile: "Brother Wen, don't be angry, Shaopeng did something wrong, let him apologize to you, don't hit me first,

So many people are watching. "

Cang Shaopeng looked aggrieved and shocked, I was the one who was beaten, okay, I don't know anyone, so you want me to make an apology?

Cang Shaopeng refused to accept it, but he also knew that today's occasion was Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, and Yang Rui was a college student who was easy to bully, so the big brothers in the compound would be difficult to deal with, and the older they were, the harder they would be.

The reason is very simple. The older the second generation, the older the parents are first of all—it’s useless for the grandparents to be old. The old men in their 70s and 80s are not the most powerful group, and they are basically retired. . Secondly, the older ones themselves have jobs. The second generation of young adults in their thirties and forties often have higher jobs than Cang Shaopeng's father, and they are not young people like them who dare to offend.

Cang Shaopeng continued to cover his face and stood behind the two of them.

Wen Zelin frowned, and it was impossible to slap him. It was unreasonable. He shook off the hand that was holding him, and said, "Lin Qing, are you going to take care of this?"

"Look at what you said, I don't know anything, let's talk about it first."

Wen Zelin rolled his eyes and said, "You call someone over, and I'll talk to you."

Lin Qing didn't doubt that there was him, so he recruited Cang Shaopeng, and said: "Shaopeng, come, first apologize to Brother Wen."

"I really didn't do anything." Cang Shaopeng covered his face and refused to come up, and he didn't know Wen Zelin.

Lin Qing was a little unhappy, and said, "What are you afraid of, come here."

"I'm afraid of being beaten again." Cang Shaopeng replied very practically. The slap just now was too heavy, he still hurts now, and his teeth feel a little loose.

Lin Qing frowned, and said, "Who is Brother Wen? If he says he won't beat you up, he won't beat you up. Come here, hurry up."

Cang Shaopeng had no choice but to come over holding his face.

"It's Brother Wen." Lin Qing tugged Cang Shaopeng angrily, and said, "Brother Wen and I grew up in the same compound. When we were young, we beat me a lot. What's the big deal about slapping you?" .”

He also introduced Wen Zelin's background from another direction.

Cang Shaopeng understood after hearing this, well, he is a master who cannot be offended. Among the group of them, Lin Qing was the oldest, and he was a leading brother. He said that if he had been beaten by Wen Zelin, he would not lose face if he was slapped.

Cang Shaopeng felt a little relieved, and called out in a low voice: "Brother Wen, I don't know what I did wrong."

"I don't know?" Wen Zelin smiled manually.

"I don't know." Cang Shaopeng shook his head, his face still hurting.

Wen Zelin put on a slightly better expression, and said, "Let's put your hands down first."

Cang Shaopeng hesitated for a moment, then slowly put his hand down.

Several girls present exclaimed.

Cang Shaopeng's left face was not only swollen, but also had red handprints.

Lin Qing was also a little unhappy, and gave a good demonstration, saying: "Brother Wen, just tell me what you have to say, Shaopeng made a mistake..."

Snapped!

The slaps waving and the falling body interrupted Lin Qing's words.

And there was no one to stop the pair of big feet that followed.

At the moment when Lin Qing was in a daze, Wen Zelin stepped up at least three or four times.

"Brother Wen, what's wrong with you." Two more people rushed up and hugged Wen Zelin.

"Let go." Wen Zelin pushed the person away, flicked his sleeves, and said, "Give him a memory, there's nothing wrong with it."

Lin Qing looked anxious, feeling that Wen Zelin was too disrespectful to him, so he said coldly: "Brother Wen, you just said you would stop beating others, you are going back on your word."

"I didn't say not to hit him, it was you who said it." Wen Zelin clapped his hands easily, and said, "I mean, I want to talk to him, this is my way of saying it."

Lin Qing thought about it, it seemed that this was the case, but it only made him more unhappy.

Lin Qing didn't ask Wen Zelin why he beat someone, and said bluntly: "Brother Lin, if you finish talking, please go back."

Wen Zelin didn't give him any face, and Lin Qing didn't want to compromise.

Wen Zelin smiled slightly and said, "No rush, I'll watch the show standing up."

"What play?" Lin Qing asked strangely.

Wen Zelin smiled without saying a word.

Cang Shaopeng had a bad feeling.

"Hey, you must be Cang Shaopeng." Another strong man came over in a hurry, glanced at Wen Zelin, then looked at Cang Shaopeng with two slap marks on his face, his eyes were full of light asked.