C240 It Was too Much of a Waste
C240 It Was too Much of a Waste
Fumannlou Hotel.
In the most luxurious room.
Lin Fei slowly opened his eyes.
He subconsciously touched his phone.
When he swiped his phone and clicked into their class's WeChat group.
He couldn't help but laugh.
Why was he like this?
That was because he saw that his class's WeChat group was full of topics about him.
Some people said that he was imprisoned last night.
Some people said that he would be imprisoned for a year and a half.
Some people called him a pretentious prick who couldn't pretend to be cool, but got f * cked instead.
...
After a rough look, it seemed like no one had said anything good about him.
Regarding this, Lin Fei only smiled.
At the same time.
At the school gate.
Peng Jiawei stood there quietly, waiting for his uncle Zhao Quan's arrival.
Last night, his uncle, Zhao Quan, told him that he would bring people to Soongjiang University Of Science and Technology today to help him take revenge.
In Zhao Quan's eyes, a rich second generation was nothing.
At this moment, Peng Hui and Zhang Mingyang, who were standing beside Peng Jiawei, were staring at each other. Both of them hoped that Peng Jiawei's uncle, Zhao Quan, would come over immediately.
"Brother Wei, your uncle, Uncle Quan, is the right-hand man of the big boss of Songjiang City, Yang Bao! He personally went out to deal with Lin Fei. Does he have the feeling of killing a chicken with a butcher's knife?" Peng Hui said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Peng Jiawei raised his head high.
His uncle, Zhao Quan, was one of the four great warriors under Yang Bao, the big boss of Songjiang City.
As long as his uncle, Zhao Quan, stomped his foot, the entire Songjiang City would tremble slightly.
Every time someone mentioned his uncle, Zhao Quan, he would raise his head high, feeling very proud of himself.
"Peng Hui, I think what you said is not accurate." Zhang Mingyang said with a cold face.
Zhang Mingyang said.
Peng Jiawei and Peng Hui frowned and looked at Zhang Mingyang.
"Zhang Mingyang, what do you mean? Don't you agree with what I said? " Do you think that Uncle Quan is not using a knife to kill a chicken or a cow to deal with Lin Fei? " Peng Hui asked in a sinister manner.
"Brother Wei, Peng Hui, I think Uncle Quan is correct in dealing with Lin Fei. To put it in another way, it should be a machete to deal with a small ant. This is too much of a waste." Zhang Mingyang quickly explained.
When they heard this, Peng Jiawei and Peng Hui furrowed their brows, and only then did they relax.
Then, the two of them burst into laughter.
In their point of view, what Zhang Mingyang said was too accurate.
It was true that Uncle Quan was using too much of his strength to deal with that little kid, Lin Fei.
After laughing for a while, their laughter finally died down.
"Brother Wei, a few days ago, that little kid Lin Fei beat us so badly. Later, when Uncle Quan comes, how are you going to take revenge on that little kid Lin Fei?" Peng Hui asked while gnashing his teeth in anger.
When Lin Fei was mentioned, Peng Hui became angry.
In the Soongjiang University, it was always them who stepped on others.
They had never been stepped on by others.
Lin Fei, that little bastard, actually ordered the security guards of Fumannlou Hotel to beat them up.
Should he take revenge?
His heart was filled with anxiety.
"Brother Wei, let me tell you! We will break one of Lin Fei's legs and let him stay in the hospital for a hundred days." Zhang Mingyang's eyes were filled with malice.
"I will personally break both of Lin Fei's legs and let Lin Fei know what cruelty is." Peng Jiawei narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.