Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yunfei suddenly rushed towards Xiaomao. "I'm going to kill you, you traitor today!" Zhang Yunfei roared, and his hands tightly grasped Xiaomao's neck. "Go to hell!" Zhang Yunfei howled, and his hands increased the strength of his hands to strangle Xiaomao's throat. I rushed over quickly: "Let him go!" Nie Yuanlong also stood up, holding a machete to chop Zhang Yunfei's back. But neither of us was as fast as Qiu Feng. Qiu Feng stood up and smashed a bench on Zhang Yunfei's head.

Qiu Feng really likes to hit people with a bench, which is totally inconsistent with the tattoos on his body. I think he shouldn't have a machete tattoo, but a bench tattoo. Just like the time when he beat Zhang Xiaoyong, Qiu Feng smashed down with one bench after another, and it seemed that the force was stronger and stronger, hitting Zhang Yunfei's head without missing. In the face of such a huge force, Zhang Yunfei had to let go of Xiaomao. He turned his head in despair and looked at Qiu Feng who was still hitting his head.

"Why... why..." These were his last words. After saying them, he fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, Qiu Feng also threw the bench aside. There was a lot of blood on his hands and face, and Fu Jiaming immediately handed him a tissue. "It's unfortunate for our family." Qiu Feng wiped his hands and said, "Brother Long, I've made a fool of myself again this time."

Zhang Yunfei fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

"It's okay." Nie Yuanlong said calmly and majestically: "With so many people under you, it is inevitable that there will be some younger brothers who don't follow the rules. We, the bosses, must be fair at all times, otherwise how can we lead people in the future? Brother Feng has done a great job and set an example for everyone." Then he looked at me, with a hint of pride in his eyes, and it was obvious that he meant: "How about it, are you happy that I helped you get rid of your anger?" I smiled at him, meaning thank you.

"Alas, why does this happen every now and then?" Qiu Feng sat down and looked distressed: "Can't everyone live in peace? What if Yu Chengfei takes advantage of the situation?"

"That's right." Nie Yuanlong said, "We should cherish our current achievements and make money first in everything we do."

Qiu Feng nodded, stood up and said, "From today on, Zhang Yunfei is no longer my man." As he spoke, he glanced at the people around him and said slowly, "I don't want this to happen again. The friendship that Brother Long and I have worked so hard to build is not something that can be destroyed by you bastards, understand?"

Although these words were spoken slowly, they gave people an invisible pressure, and everyone nodded fearfully. Nie Yuanlong also said: "Brother Feng is right. Everyone should cherish this hard-won opportunity and never fight behind the scenes again. If we find out again, we will definitely punish you severely without any mercy!"

"Okay, let's go."

Qiu Feng stretched himself, looked at Zhang Yunfei on the ground, shook his head and said, "You will suffer for your own mistakes..." He took his two remaining generals and the mustache and left the classroom. After a while, someone came to pick up the unconscious Zhang Yunfei. I recognized these people, they were all Zhang Yunfei's confidants. When I first came to the vocational college, they followed Zhang Yunfei to cause trouble for me. Now, they all looked sad. The death of Zhang Yunfei meant that they also lost their status. From now on, they can only live with their tails between their legs, and can no longer walk sideways in the school as gloriously as before.

The second eldest brother and his men also came in and escorted those idle young people away. Xiao Mao also thanked me profusely and left the classroom. Wang Lei and his men surrounded me, happily talking about Zhang Yunfei's miserable condition. They didn't care about the process. Seeing Zhang Yunfei being killed was a great joy for them. After all, the four red sticks and the four generals had long disliked each other. This was a historical issue.

"Brother Hao, you did a good job this time." Nie Yuanlong also seemed very happy.

I smiled at him as well: "Thanks to Brother Long, thank you for supporting me from the beginning to the end."

Nie Yuanlong nodded and said, "But this matter is not over yet. There is still a tail to be dealt with."

"Huh?" I looked puzzled.

Nie Yuanlong handed me a dagger and whispered, "Kill Xiao Mao. We can't let him live."