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Chapter 407 Yinghuang protects his weaknesses and blows him up with one punch [1 more]

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    The workmanship of the sachet is indeed not very good, and there are still many gravels on the ground.

    The brown-haired youth stomped down like this, deliberately humiliating Feng Yue, and trampled the sachet a few times.

    The silk cloth was torn, and the medicinal materials Ying Zijin put inside fell all over the floor, stained with dust.

    Obviously it is completely unusable.

    Feng Yue's eyes were tearing apart, but he couldn't stop it at all.

    The young man glanced at it, and his eyes were full of disgust. He raised his foot and kicked the broken sachet away: "I thought it contained something good, but this is it? It really is poor."

    He has always looked down on Orientals.

    Some orientals come here to study here, and someday he can't bear it on a whim, and he will bully him.

    This time when Irna was involved, the brunette youth couldn't tolerate it even more.

    In the past few days, he hadn't fought any fights, and his hands were itchy for a long time. Who made this kid so reckless to hit him with a gun?

    "I warn you, on whose territory you are, just be honest." The young man raised his hand and punched Feng Yue in the face again, sarcastically, "There are some things we can say casually, but you  No, because you're not qualified, understand?"

    After another warning, he let go of his hand.

    Feng Yue collapsed on the ground along the wall, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

    It took a long time for his tinnitus to stop, and he barely stood up.

    Feng Yue pursed his lips, walked to the trash can, picked up the broken sachet, and put it back in his pocket.

    He didn't go to the market again, put on a mask and returned to the apartment building.

    The people who go straight to the international competition are only in the early 100s in the world, so they all live in the same apartment.

    It's just that boys are on the lower floors, girls are on the upper floors, and boys are not allowed to go up.

    There is an unmanned supermarket on the first floor with everything you need.

    Feng Yue didn't intend to talk about it, so after buying some medicine and gauze in the supermarket, he went upstairs.

    The brown-haired young man hit him in the face specifically, and the injury was serious, so it was hard to hide it.

    Feng Yue thought, if someone asks at that time, he will say that he fell by himself, and he can't let other students be bullied anymore.

    Just as he was giving himself the medicine, Teng Yunmeng and three other students came down to discuss the problem with him.

    After seeing Feng Yue's appearance, Teng Yunmeng turned pale with shock: "Feng Yue, what's the matter with you?"

    "It's nothing." Feng Yue hissed and gasped, "I fell down."

    "You are talking nonsense with your eyes open." Teng Yunmeng laughed angrily, "It was obviously beaten by someone."

    "Did you see it?" Feng Yue smiled wryly, "Being hit by Irna's admirer is also my fault for not paying attention to my words and deeds."

    "Why did he hit you?" Teng Yunmeng was even more angry, "What they said was even worse. They used all kinds of disgusting words, and the victim is culpable?"

    Feng Yue bowed his head: "Who made this place really belong to others, if it was in China, this kind of thing would definitely not happen."

    This time, Professor Zuo Li and several honorary professors from Imperial University came with the team.

    However, the professors live in another building, far away from here.

    "Mengmeng, don't tell Yingshen about this." Feng Yue remembered the most important thing, "I'm afraid that Yingshen will hit him."

    Before Teng Yunmeng answered, a cool voice sounded: "I have heard it."

    Feng Yue was startled and turned his head suddenly.

    The girl folded her arms and leaned against the door.

    There is no warmth in her eyes, but anyone can feel the low pressure that oppresses the nerves.

    It's almost breathless.

    "Ying, Yingshen, you" Feng Yue stammered, "Why are you back at this time?"

    "It seems to be just right." Ying Zijin walked in, "Otherwise I would have been concealed, but you can tell at a glance that someone beat you."

    She glanced at the wound on Feng Yue's face, took out a medicine box from her pocket and threw it over: "Wipe it."

    Feng Yue quickly opened the medicine box, and inside was a white ointment.

    Without hesitation, he picked up a cotton swab dipped in ointment and rubbed it on the wound.

    Not only does it not hurt, but there is a refreshing feeling.

    Feng Yue bared his teeth and deliberately changed the subject: "Hey, Yingshen, your medicine is so effective. I don't know if it's my illusion. My wound seems to be healing. I want to buy it wherever I bought it."

    "Stop talking nonsense."

    "The brown-haired young man's mind buzzed for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.

    There was a burst of blood in the throat, and the smell of rust was spreading.

    The brown-haired young man has bullied many oriental people, and he never thought that one day he would be hanged and beaten by an oriental girl.

    "Let's forget about this matter." Irna finally couldn't stand it anymore, and was very annoyed. "It's normal for boys to have small frictions in private. Why do you intervene?"

    She was indeed very responsive to Ying Zijin, not because she didn't like it, but because she felt an inexplicable irritability.

    Like an old friend she hated.

    But Irna quickly put this idea out of her mind, and felt that her idea was ridiculous.

    Even if she is annoyed by her old friend, she has to admit that not everyone can compare.

    Ying Zijin didn't look at Irna, nor gave her a look.

    Instead, he raised his hand and threw a photo on the collar of the brown-haired youth's shirt on the ground.

    The person in this photo is Irna. The brunette young man likes it very much, so he keeps it with him all the time.

    Ying Zijin kicked the photo in front of Feng Yue: "Tear it up." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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