122: Chapter 122: Flying a Plane 122: Chapter 122: Flying a Plane “It’s okay, I still need to thank you for saving just now,” Zhou Xinyi said to Xiao Yifeng with a smile of gratitude.
“No problem, it was a small matter,” Xiao Yifeng dismissed it casually.
“Xinyi, are you alright?
I was scared to death just now,” the woman in her thirties who had gotten out of the car with Zhou Xinyi hurried over, her face full of concern.
“Sister Liu, I’m fine, don’t worry,” Zhou Xinyi reassured the woman with a shake of her head.
“What on earth happened here?
Why would soone want to kill you?” Sister Liu said with a worried face.
The middle-aged man turned his gaze to Xiao Yifeng, “I wonder how this young brother managed to detect the assassin?”
“Because I’m better than you,” Xiao Yifeng said with a smile to the middle-aged man before walking away.
Zhou Xinyi was about to say sothing to Xiao Yifeng when Sister Liu spoke to her, “Xinyi, this place isn’t safe.
We should leave as soon as possible.”
And so, the school anniversary celebration ended with such an episode.
Fortunately, everyone was unhard, and the police arrived at the school quite quickly, but they didn’t find anything.
Outside the auditorium, Xiao Yifeng, Dong Li, Long Qianqian, and Ye Yashi all gathered together.
“That was terrifying just now.
I didn’t expect there to be an assassin,” Ye Yashi said, still shaken.
“I really can’t figure out who would want to kill Zhou Xinyi,” Long Qianqian said, looking puzzled.
“Brother Xiao, if it weren’t for you taking action, I’m afraid Zhou Xinyi would have lost her life tonight,” Dong Li told Xiao Yifeng.
“That’s right, brother-in-law, you were so aweso.
By the way, how do you think my performance was tonight?
Wasn’t it better than Long Qianqian’s?” Ye Yashi said, tugging at Xiao Yifeng’s hand.
“Uncle, who do you think was better?” Long Qianqian also grabbed Xiao Yifeng’s other hand, and the two were constantly competing with each other, while Xiao Yifeng beca the referee between them.
Xiao Yifeng said helplessly, “Both of your performances were good, just lacking a bit.”
“What’s lacking?” Both won asked Xiao Yifeng in unison.
With a trace of mischief in his eyes, Xiao Yifeng glanced at their chests and said, “You two are too small.
Of course, Yashi, yours is okay, but Qianqian, you’re pitifully small.
You could practically land a plane there.”
“You…” Long Qianqian’s face changed, her eyes holding a trace of dissatisfaction as she glanced at herself, unwilling to accept it, while Ye Yashi snickered on the side.
“Kid, I’ve finally found you,” a cold voice suddenly sounded.
Xiao Yifeng and the others looked over to see Sunx Yu and Huang Cancan with cold faces approaching.
Next to Sunx Yu was a man in a white tracksuit with an arrogant expression, followed by several similarly dressed n, each with a robust build and indifferent eyes.
“Hey, Sunx Yu, what do you want to do now?”
Ye Yashi stared coldly at Sunx Yu and huffed.
“Kid, if you’re so brave, don’t rely on a woman to back you up,” Sunx Yu said to Xiao Yifeng with sarcasm.
“What can I do if I’m just so handso?
It can’t be helped,” Xiao Yifeng sighed, with everyone looking at him speechlessly.
“Kid, you think you’re good at kung fu, huh?
This man next to is the president of Tianhai University Martial Arts Club.
He now wants to challenge you,” Sunx Yu pointed at the man in the white tracksuit, who gave Xiao Yifeng a dismissive look.
“It’s Chen Xiu; brother-in-law, this guy is no simple character,” Ye Yashi said warily after glancing at the man in the white tracksuit.
“Oh, what’s so special about him?
He looks pretty ordinary to .
Two eyes, a nose, a mouth—nothing different,” Xiao Yifeng said with a look of confusion.
Imdiately, both Long Qianqian and Ye Yashi rolled their eyes at Xiao Yifeng.
At that mont, Dong Li spoke up, “This Chen Xiu is recognized as the number one master of Tianhai University, and he’s also the heir to the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall.
He’s been practicing martial arts since childhood and is quite famous among the young generation in Tianhai, having defeated many strong fighters.”
“Young Master Sunx, for soone like this, there’s no need for to act.
Having a few of my mbers take care of him will be enough,” Chen Xiu said arrogantly, waving his hand to signal the several n in tracksuits behind him to step forward, their eyes coldly fixed on Xiao Yifeng.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I think you should personally take action.
That way, perhaps you won’t be defeated too miserably,” Xiao Yifeng said with his arms crossed, leisurely looking at Sunx Yu with a tone thick with challenge.
“Kid, you’re really arrogant, daring to say such words to our president.
Today, we brothers will let you truly understand what a master is.”
The n in tracksuits scoffed at Xiao Yifeng and rushed him in unison, swinging their fists and kicking, creating a whistling sound.
They did look like practitioners, at least having reached the initial stage of Ming strength, and one of them was more than a match for a dozen ordinary people.
Unfortunately, they were up against Xiao Yifeng, the man known as the War Emperor in the underworld, and that sealed their tragic fate.
Bang bang bang!
Xiao Yifeng stepped forward, his fists flying.
Three seconds later, all of those guys were on the ground, groaning in pain.
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