Shenhao Started From System Downtime

"you……"

Feng Lin was choked back by Zhao Pengsong's words, and she was so angry that she was choked.

After scraping Zhao Pengsong severely with her somewhat red and swollen eyes, she walked towards the banner a little angrily.

As a result, she walked under the banner and found that the banner was much higher than she had imagined. To take off the banner, she had to climb a willow tree, and she was a girl, where could she climb a tree.

"Can you pick it?"

"If you don't pick it up, I'll call the school security room!"

Feng Lin stared her eyes and said in a threatening tone.

"Ah……"

Hearing Feng Lin's "threat", Zhao Pengsong couldn't help but sneered. He smiled and stretched out his hand to make a please gesture.

"Just call, do you know the phone? Do you need me to call you?"

Zhao Pengsong said with a smile, without the slightest fear on his face.

"You wait!"

Seeing that Zhao Pengsong and others were so arrogant, Feng Lin immediately took out his mobile phone and called the school's security room, and then made a phone call to the school's student office, a little confused.

After making two calls in succession, Feng Lin called her boyfriend again.

This time it finally got through, and Feng Lin's grievances immediately came to her heart, and she complained to her boyfriend with tears and nose.

Seeing Feng Lin's humming appearance, Zhao Pengsong and the others moved a little disgustingly.

Next, there is a long wait.

Almost an hour has passed, and all the Wittur who rushed back from outside the school have arrived, but the security guard who Feng Lin called the security room three times in succession has not yet arrived.

"Who hung it up?"

"Pick it off for me!"

Wit hurried to arrive with a few friends. After seeing his girlfriend Pear Blossom with rain, he immediately showed an angry face, pointed at Zhao Pengsong and scolded the others, their words were full of commanding tone.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhao Pengsong buckled his ears with his fingers, and responded with disdain.

In fact, it wasn't Zhao Pengsong who held the bar, he really didn't understand Wittur's English.

But Witte didn't think so, he thought Zhao Pengsong was deliberately provoking him.

"Can't you take it down?"

While talking, Witte walked toward Zhao Pengsong aggressively, quite a bit wanting to do it.

When Zhao Pengsong saw Witt's coming aggressively, his brows were slightly raised, and his hands hidden under his sleeves clenched his fists quietly. Although Witt looked like a tall man, he was half a head taller than Zhao Pengsong. Come, but Zhao Pengsong is really not afraid at all.

Just as the conflict between the two sides was about to break out, and even Witte’s fist had been raised, suddenly Witte was crossed by two half-curved iron forks, and the whole person was firmly bound. In situ.

"Eh eh eh..."

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

"This is the school, why do you still have to beat people?"

The security guards who had never appeared before suddenly appeared at this moment. There were six or seven security guards, each holding a half-curved iron fork in his hand. The headed security guard was the middle-aged who had a good relationship with Lin Qian. Big brother, his name is Zheng Xin, commonly known as Lao Zheng.

Zheng Xin was wrapped in a cotton coat with the root of China in his mouth. After bringing people to the scene, he stood directly at Zhao Pengsong's place.

"release!"

"Let go of me!"

"Why fork me!"

Witte stared at his blue eyes, twisting his body to get rid of the steel fork on his body, but how could it be so easy to get rid of two people armed with arms.

"Speak Chinese, don't understand..."

Zheng Xin said slowly, as if he had just woke up.

"FUCK!"

Witte exploded angrily.

"Um?"

Zheng Xin could not understand English, but he still understood this curse word. Hearing Wit cursing, his eyes were straightened.

The two security guards holding the iron fork into Wittur, immediately understood Zheng Xin's meaning, and the steel fork of Wittur suddenly became harder.

"It hurts!"

Two steel forks were inserted so that Witt was too angry to get up. He immediately patted the steel forks without speaking English, and spoke in crappy Chinese.

Seeing Witt yelling in pain, Zheng Xin gave a look, and the two security guards who crossed Witt immediately relaxed a little. Finally, when he saw that Witt was honest, he put the steel fork away.

"Why are you here? I called you three times. It's been an hour!"

Seeing this group of security guards came, and when they came up, they would stick a steel fork into her boyfriend, Feng Lin's tone was very bad, and her words were full of questioning tone.

In her heart, this group of security guards is the lowest level of society, and they are all like the pride of heaven. From the very beginning, she looked down on these people in her heart.

In fact, there are not many people who can be respected by Feng Lin. After having a rich second-generation foreign boyfriend, there are very few people who can be respected by her.

"Noon is a lunch break, don't you know?"

"Besides, who do you think you are? The principal? We have to come over immediately after you make a call. Is there nothing else in the school? The security of the whole school has to serve you alone?"

Zheng Xin has lived for more than forty years. How could he be humiliated by a little girl who hasn't seen anyone before, and immediately furious, leaving Feng Linzhao's mouth one by one, without saying a word.

Zheng Xin said two sentences in succession, and when he saw Feng Lin stopped speaking, he continued: "What's the matter on the phone?"

"Brother, they put up banners in the school and attacked me personally. Can you please take off the banners?"

Feng Lin saw that Zheng Xin wasn't too easy to provoke, and coupled with the begging, her domineering arrogance was slightly reduced.

"Personal attacks?"

"Just these five words, not even a dirty word, is this a personal attack?"

Zheng Xin glanced at the banner on the tree, muttered a few words in his mouth, and then turned his gaze to Zhao Pengsong beside him.

"Did you hang it up?"

"Yes." Zhao Pengsong smiled and scratched his head, then took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and scattered the cigarettes to Zheng Xin and others one by one: "Brother, smoke a Huazi."

Facing Zhao Pengsong's loose smoke, Zheng Xin and others took it.

"The school has school rules and regulations. You can't hang banners randomly. Let's not take it as an example."

Zheng Xin pretended to be a little reprimanded.

"Brother, you are right!"

Zhao Pengsong nodded and responded with a smile, and his attitude was extremely good.

"The banner will be confiscated later, are there any problems?"

"no problem."

"very good."

Zhao Pengsong and Zheng Xin chatted with you one by one, but after chatting for a long time, they didn't mean to take off the banner. The rest of the security guards were also leaning on steel forks and smoking cigarettes.

"Brother Security, when do you pick this banner?"

Feng Lin really couldn't hold back, she urged.

"No hurries!"

"Pick it after smoking!"

Zheng Xin, who was laughing and smoking and chatting with Zhao Pengsong, had a black face and scolded Feng Lin. Then when he turned his head and talked to Zhao Pengsong, his face turned into a smile again.

Seeing this scene, Feng Lin, Weite and others were almost suffocated to death.

Now they still don't understand, this group of security guards are clearly wearing a pair of trousers with Zhao Pengsong and Lin Qian behind Zhao Pengsong, and holding them together to start a shave.

But they have nothing to do. You said that the security guards were irresponsible, and they did come, and they also pretended to reprimand the other party. Although the strength of the reprimand was negligible, at least there was a form.

A sense of powerlessness spontaneously grew in Feng Lin's heart...

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