The Ultimate Student in the City

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When he was on the flyover before, Ning Feng wanted to fight this psychopath to his death, but thinking that his father was still lying in the hospital ward, waiting for him to raise money to save his life, he endured it.

But now he doesn't need to bear it anymore, of course, he really can't bear it anymore!

He gritted his teeth and swung his fist fiercely at the extremely ugly smiling face.

The next moment, even though he was in a state of anger, his limp fist hit Li Zedao's nose!

Click!

Li Zedao easily grabbed the hand that looked no different from a toothpick to him, and broke it casually before the kid who didn't know what to do with God could react.

"Crack!"

Like breaking a toothpick, Li Zedao broke Ning Feng's wrist lightly.

Ning Feng's angry little face froze into a ball, and then, unprecedented pain swept his whole body.

Li Zedao let go of the broken wrist, Ning Feng could no longer maintain the kneeling posture, and curled up there, trembling and twitching constantly.

Because of the pain, his face was directly twisted into a ball, the eyeballs almost popped out of the eye sockets, and the bean big sweat kept coming out.

After all, he was just a middle school student with no strength to restrain his chicken, and he simply couldn't bear this kind of pain.

But his dignity drove him to grit his teeth, not to let himself scream out.

Immediately afterwards, he stared at the psychopath in front of him with even more angry eyes, struggling to stand up, he wanted to continue fighting this psychopath who dared to laugh!

Li Zedao was still smiling, as if he was watching a struggling ant, showing no mercy.

"How should I put it? Well, in short, your reaction is quite satisfactory to me." Li Zedao laughed.

For the sake of relatives, you can temporarily kneel on the bridge without dignity. When there is a desperate situation, whenever a straw floats by, you must hurry in and hold it tightly, and don't give up lightly.

When being maliciously humiliated, he was not cowardly and dared to take action, and dared to stare at a psychopath who could easily break his wrist with such eyes.

In addition to studying well, IQ is not bad...

"It's you!"

Li Zedao looked like a magic stick, and said mysteriously: "Student Ning Feng, congratulations, you have been favored by God, that is, me. You are basically qualified to officially become my spokesperson in this world."

Ning Feng gritted his teeth stubbornly, and looked at this psychopath with a rather stubborn look.

He gritted his teeth and said in a very hoarse voice: "You are fucking sick, you are fucking crazy! You are fucking crazy...I...I will fight with you..."

Ning Feng tried his best to stand up, running around like a headless chicken, looking for a tool to kill someone.

Being scolded as crazy, Li Zedao shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

The next moment, his hand suddenly came out, and he clasped Ning Feng's broken wrist with a slight force.

Ning Feng couldn't help it anymore, his face was twisted into a ball, and he let out a scream.

"ah……"

A few seconds later, Ning Feng's screams stopped abruptly, as if his neck was suddenly stuck.

Li Zedao let go of Ning Feng's wrist, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Ning Feng stared blankly at his wrist, which did not feel any pain, and subconsciously twisted it a few times.

He could move freely, without blockage, without any pain.

His wrist, which was easily broken by the neuropathy in front of him, was broken again by the neuropathy, and it was as good as ever!

For a while, Ning Feng raised his head and looked at Li Zedao with difficulty, his expression was like seeing a ghost: "You...you..."

Li Zedao looked a little depressed, as if he was overwhelmed by the heights: "I have already said that I am a god, and you have to treat me as a madman. What can I do?"

Ning Feng's face was sluggish, and his mind was turbulent. Could it be that he is really a god?

No,

There is no god in this world! However, what is certain is that he is a doctor, and he is still the kind with a few brushes.

"Still don't believe it?" Li Ze said helplessly, "Boy, look carefully at my eyes, do you see a kind of light called sincerity?"

Ning Feng looked at Li Zedao stupidly, he didn't see any sincerity, but he saw a lump of eye feces, this crazy person hasn't washed his face for a few days?

Li Zedao knew that if he wanted to change his image in this kid's mind, he would have to resort to big moves.

So, he casually patted the ground, and in an instant bursts of smoke and dust rose up, and the floor tiles that were firmly laid there became loose.

Ning Feng's already wide-eyed eyes widened again, and his mouth was big enough to stuff a tennis ball into it.

Under the gaze of Ning Feng's terrified and shocking eyes, Li Zedao easily buckled up the 60 cm long floor tiles, then lightly stroked one of the corners on it, and then broke it off at will. .

"Crack!"

It was as easy as breaking off a piece of biscuit.

What's even more frightening is that the fracture surface is so neat, as if it was cut with a cutting machine.

Ning Feng's heart trembled, his mind roared so loudly that he couldn't feel it, and his whole body was in a state of absolute sluggishness!

He thinks this should be a kind of magic, but the key is that magic needs props and props!

The floor tile that he stepped on tens of thousands of times is obviously not a prop, let alone a prop.

So how did he do it?

It was quite shocking to buckle it up with bare hands, but he even used his fingers to cut off the corner of the tile so neatly.

What made Ning Feng even more dumbfounded was that Li Zedao rubbed the piece of broken tile casually, and suddenly kneaded it into powder, as if it was made of flour.

Li Zedao blew lightly, and the tile powder flew in this space, crazily stimulating Ning Feng's little heart.

"Want to learn?" Li Zedao asked.

Swipe your finger on the tile at will, and there is a light "click!", and the tile becomes two halves, and the fractured surface is still very neat, as if it was cut with a cutting machine.

Ning Feng didn't respond, he looked at the tiles motionlessly, like a bronze sculpture.

After a while, his stiff neck moved, and he nodded mechanically.

It would be a lie to say that you don't want to learn.

After you have completed your studies, you can perform on stage, and you can earn a pretty good income, and you may even become a top magician.

Li Zedao was very satisfied with the boy's reaction. He lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "If you want to learn, I can teach you, but before teaching, you have to answer a question for me."

Ning Feng tried his best to move his eyes away from the tiles, tried his best to calm down his state of mind, looked at the psychopath in front of him in horror, and said with difficulty: "What...problem?"

Li Zedao said: "I could have easily saved your father's life, but I just stood by and did nothing. Do you blame me?"

Ning Feng's expression stiffened for a while, then he shook his head.

"Why?" Li Zedao exhaled a puff of smoke and spoke with great interest. His eyes were unusually bright, as if they could easily penetrate the flesh on Ning Feng's chest and reach his heart.

"Anyway, if it were me, I would have complained about death or even hated him to death. You can save the fuck but you can't. Are you still human?"

"It's love to save, it's duty not to save." Ning Feng said hoarsely.

This is his attitude!

He is not related to this psychopath, so why does the other party have to be his father? Even if it's relative or old friend, it doesn't mean that they have to help.

Not to mention, this psychopath has already given him another way.

In the classroom of Fenghuang Middle School, Ning Feng really met the girl named Susu, and that girl really transferred him 500,000 yuan as a reward.

It's just that when he just walked out of Fenghuang Middle School as if in a dream, he was picked up by two men in black who suddenly appeared and pushed him into a car parked on the side of the road.

In that car, Ning Fen saw a dignified middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man told Ning Feng not to be afraid, he just wanted to know who the god he was talking about was.

Ning Feng answered honestly, God seems to be a mental patient who escaped from some mental hospital, as for his real identity, he is not very clear.

After the middle-aged man asked a few more questions that Ning Feng could not answer at all, he asked Ning Feng to get off the car and leave on his own.

What Ning Feng didn't know was that all his credible information had already been sent to the middle-aged man.

Ning Feng didn't know that in the next few days, his every move would be closely monitored by some people.

Ning Feng didn't even know that his father had already jumped from the top floor of the inpatient department and ended his life before he rushed to the hospital five minutes ago as if he was still dreaming but excited.

"Love? Duty?"

Li Zedao was quite satisfied with this answer.

He stood up and said: "Okay, you have completely passed my assessment, you can become my spokesperson in this world, of course, I will not force you, I will give you half a day to calm down and think about it carefully , now I have to go out and continue looking for a damn yellow cat."

"Well, you... don't really belong to this world?" Ning Feng said with difficulty.

He felt that some of the words that this psychopath said were too strange. What happened more than a hundred years ago, why I was in this world... It really made people feel absurd and funny, but it was horrifying to think about it.

Then, Ning Feng felt that he had become crazy too. How could he ask such a crazy question if he wasn't crazy?

Ning Feng felt that this guy was just a psycho, a very serious neuropathy.

For example, Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, has gone crazy, but that doesn't prevent him from being one of the top experts in the world.

Li Zedao grinned and smiled quite mysteriously: "Boy, why do you always doubt my words? Have you seen that mortal who can walk like me?"

Ning Feng's pupils were wide open, his mind roared violently, and a monstrous wave tens of thousands of times stronger than before was set off in his heart. He couldn't believe it was true at all.

That crazy man, he raised his feet and put them on the wall, and then he stood up! He actually stood on that wall, his body parallel to the ground! ?