This time, it was not the bottom of the wooden box that was heading towards the opponent's head, but the edge of the wooden box. If it hit the opponent's head, the damage caused would definitely be greater than the bottom of the wooden box.
If you are not careful, there will be a hole in your head.
Just as the wooden box was about to hit the young man's head, another young man came from the side and kicked Wan Feng.
Affected by this external force, Wan Feng staggered and the wooden box in his hand fell into the air.
The young man who kicked Wan Feng was about to pursue his opponent, but another box flew towards him, and a box of popsicles fell down and hit him on the head.
Luan Feng took action.
She was indeed frightened by Zhu Laoer's behavior just now. It turned out that the gangster in the legend really existed.
Fortunately, Wan Feng sensed it just when she was at a loss and at a loss.
Seeing that Wan Feng was about to suffer a loss, Luan Feng suddenly felt a surge of heroic spirit and covered his head with the box in his hand.
However, after she dumped a box of popsicles on the head of the young man who kicked Wan Feng, she was stunned. She stared blankly at everything in front of her and became confused again.
"You bitch, how dare you plot against me?" The young man who had a popsicle on his head wiped his face and slapped Luan Feng, who was still in a daze, in the face with a slap.
"Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a woman! You're just a fool."
The slap was a bit too much. Luan Feng's face turned red and there was a clear handprint on it.
Wan Feng's heart was instantly filled with anger. He turned around and rushed towards the guy, swinging the box in his hand and smashing it towards his head.
Zhu Lao Er, who had been standing there watching the fun since the slap, snorted coldly and suddenly took a step forward and punched Wan Feng on the left cheek.
This punch caused Wan Feng to stagger and fall to the ground, and the box in his hand flew out of his hand.
Wan Feng felt a little dark in front of his eyes and his head was dizzy.
This punch was very heavy.
"How dare a little brat act so wildly here? I'll make you remember your Uncle Zhu's name from now on."
Although Luan Feng was slapped, she regained her mind. Seeing Wan Feng being knocked down, tears burst out of her eyes. She squatted down and grabbed Wan Feng's arm and started crying.
"Damn it, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"
Wan Feng roared and pushed Luan Feng away, then stood up staggeringly. He covered the part of his body that was hit with his hands and looked directly at Zhu Laoer who had just attacked him.
"Pig No. 2, I will remember your name, but you will also definitely remember mine."
Wan Feng stretched his right hand behind him and pulled it out suddenly. With a flash of the knife, he pulled out a short knife from his waist.
This short knife is more than half a foot long and has a wooden handle, which is now held in Wan Feng's hand.
This was originally a knife of unknown use from Wan Feng's grandmother's house. It also had a wooden sheath. The knife and sheath had been hanging on the wall of the house for many years.
After returning from the river last night, Wan Feng always felt that something was going to happen.
He took the knife out of the shed and spent half an hour sharpening it, which was already rusty.
When he came in the morning he brought the scabbard here tied to his belt.
During that period, knives and guns were not regulated and could be seen everywhere. Not only knives but even guns were not uncommon items.
Therefore, it is quite normal for him to carry a drawn sword with him.
He had a conflict with people from the sports school yesterday, and he was worried that they would retaliate against him. If he really couldn't handle it, taking out the knife to scare people would be a good option.
But now Wan Feng took out the knife not to scare people, he was really planning to stab it into Zhu Laoer's body.
I have no intention of stabbing him to death, but I must bleed Pig No. 2.
"Let me tell you, my last name is Wan. Today I want to see if the blood on your body is red." Wan Feng shouted and rushed towards Zhu Laoer with a knife.
Zhu Lao Er was able to become a prominent figure in the Warrior Commune more than ten years later. He was certainly not a good-for-nothing at heart. He saw it when Wan Feng pulled out a knife from behind him.
I was also shocked at that time.
Even though he often beat people, he only used his hands and feet. He never used a knife, not even a stick or a belt.
But this guy actually took out a knife. What was he going to do?
Originally, Zhu Lao Er thought that this guy took out the knife to scare people, but he saw from the determined expression on Wan Feng's face and the anger burning in his eyes that this guy was really going to stab people with the knife.
Even though Pig No. 2 is only about twenty years old, he knows the principle of running away if he can't win because he has fought frequently.
So, when Wan Feng was about to shout and rush forward, Zhu Lao Er turned around and ran without any hesitation.
Run as fast as the wind.
His two brothers were not fools either. When they saw Pig No. 2 turn around and run, they also took off like a conditioned reflex and ran out through the gate in the blink of an eye.
"Don't run if you dare!" Wan Feng shouted as he chased after them, but his specialty was long-distance running and his explosive power in short distances was not good enough, so he watched helplessly as the three bastards rushed out of the school at the speed of Bolt.
Wan Feng originally wanted to chase them to the wilderness, but just as he reached the doorway, he unexpectedly saw Li Yi running towards him from the direction of the square.
Wan Feng inserted the knife into the scabbard on his belt at lightning speed.
"Oh! Wan Feng, your competition is about to start. Why are you still hanging around here? Registration is about to begin."
Li Yi didn't even see the knife in Wan Feng's hand. He thought Wan Feng was running to pick up the goods from the blue cold drink factory's car.
"Okay! Teacher, I'll be back soon. Please go see where Tan Chun is first."
He and Tan Chun participated in this project together, so of course he had to ask where Tan Chun was.
"Tan Chun has already gone back."
"You go back first, I'll be there soon."
After Li Yi left, Wan Feng spat fiercely at the outside of the school: "Wang An! You guys are really fast."
Turning back to the place where the conflict took place, when passing by the people from the sports school, Wan Feng tilted his head and took a good look at Pingtou.
Because of the tight time schedule, Wan Feng didn't say anything. He just passed by Pingtou and came to Luan Feng.
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay."
Wan Feng untied the knife from his waist and handed it to Luan Feng. "I'm about to go on stage, so it's inconvenient to carry it with me. You keep it. If that bastard comes looking for trouble again, you can stab him with this. Pick up these popsicles on the ground and give them to the students. You can continue selling them if you need to. I'll be done in ten minutes."
After finishing, he squatted down and picked up the popsicles scattered on the ground.
Although these popsicles fell on Lin, the thin layer of paper wrapped on the popsicles served as isolation. Although the surface of the paper was a little dirty, the popsicles inside were not contaminated.
It’s not easy to sell, but it’s okay to give it to classmates at school.
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