150 Wolves Attack

"Feng Qingchen, what are you laughing at?" Miss Wen was so stunned by Feng Qingchen's laughter that she forgot what she was going to say.

"Xiao, the weather is really nice today." Feng Qingchen glanced around and found that the place chosen by these young ladies was really good, a dead corner with few people.

"Feng Qingchen, stop talking about other things. You are still being stubborn even when death is imminent." Miss Wen's face was stretched long and the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into strips.

"Death? You ladies want to kill me?" Feng Qingchen said leisurely with a hint of teasing.

"Feng Qingchen, if we want to kill you, it will be as easy as crushing an ant." A fierce look flashed across the beautiful face of Miss Wen.

"Feng Qingchen, we don't want to kill you. Killing you will dirty our hands. Don't think that you can cure the eldest master's eye disease and win his favor. You can make the Wang family grateful to you. Don't you look at your own status? Are you worthy of standing beside the eldest master?

Humph, don't think that the young master thinks highly of you just because he wrote a poem for you today. I tell you, the young master just feels sorry for you. Feng Qingchen, if you know practical matters, you should stay away from the young master. With your status, you are not even worthy of carrying his shoes."

It turns out that male homosexuality is harmful to people.

"What if I say no?" Feng Qingchen said coldly.

"No? What qualifications do you have to say no? Wen Yi, don't say any more to her. Push this woman down. I want to see how she can seduce the eldest master when she is covered in filth." The woman standing on the left side of Miss Wen said viciously.

The others also echoed. Seeing that they were about to take action, Feng Qingchen was not in a hurry. He just said, "I advise you ladies to think twice before you act. If you end up losing more than you gain, it will be bad."

"You want to scare us? What? Do you dare to complain?" Miss Wen Yi of the Wen family said as she stepped forward.

"Complain? No, I, Feng Qingchen, never complain. I'm afraid you will." Feng Qingchen took out a rope from his sleeves as if by magic and tied up his wide sleeves. He took a step back slightly, looking like he was scared, but in fact he was preparing for a fight.

"Complain? I, Wen Yi, have never complained since I was ten years old. Feng Qingchen, if you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Do you want to be a talented woman? Okay, I will help you."

Wen Yi stepped forward and pushed Feng Qingchen into the toilet.

Feng Qingchen dodged and the smile on his face faded. He took a step forward and said, "Miss Wen, don't blame me for being rude in this case."

He grabbed Wen Yi's arm and threw her over his shoulder. With a loud thud, Miss Wen fell to the ground.

"Ah, help! Hit someone!"

"Feng Qingchen hit someone."

The other young ladies immediately started shouting, but Feng Qingchen seemed not to hear them. He strode forward, and seeing that they were too flustered to fight back, he simply let them down one by one.

Would she be afraid of a few little girls who can’t even lift or carry anything on their shoulders?

She played by the rules of the poetry gathering just to give face to Wang Jinling and the Xie family, but they really thought she was scared.

Feng Qingchen snorted with disdain.

The toilet was in a blind spot, far away from everyone, and it would be difficult to call anyone in a short while.

Feng Qingchen looked at the women lying on the ground in all directions, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "If you keep making noise, I will kick you all into the toilet. Don't you want to see what happens when I get stained with filth? Now I will fulfill your wish and let you see enough."

He picked up Wen Yi and dragged her towards the toilet.

"No, no, Miss Feng, I was wrong, I was wrong, I apologize, no, don't throw me into that filth." Wen Yi cried miserably, her face full of tears, with fear and terror in her eyes.

"Are you scared now? You were so happy when you were planning to throw me in there."

"Feng Qingchen, don't go too far. Who do you think you are? If you dare to throw us in, we will kill you." A woman in peach-red brocade clothes crawled up from the ground, covering her lower abdomen, and glared at Feng Qingchen fiercely. Her eyes were like knives.

Feng Qingchen was very vicious when he hit people, and he always hit them in places where the wounds could not be seen.

"Really? Then I'll go and see how you kill me." Feng Qingchen left Wen Yi behind and turned to pull the pink-haired woman, dragging her to the toilet in no time.

The stench was overwhelming and the face of the peach blossom girl changed. Feng Qingchen had bad intentions and pushed the peach blossom girl down when she was distracted.

"Ah, no." The pink girl screamed in fear. Just as she was about to fall, Feng Qingchen suddenly reached out and pulled her back, and with a force, brought her out.

One thought is heaven, one thought is hell.

The pink-haired woman was still in shock after this incident. Her face turned pale with fear and she stood there motionless.

The character of a woman from an aristocratic family is nothing more than this.

Feng Qingchen was too lazy to argue with these women, and just said coldly: "I don't want anyone to spread what happened just now. If something bad is spread, you won't be so lucky next time."

"No, no, we promise not to tell anyone." Several women were still sitting on the ground, but they nodded repeatedly.

The rude ones are afraid of the tyrannical ones, the tyrannical ones are afraid of the desperate ones, but Feng Qingchen just doesn't want to be that type.

Feng Qingchen nodded in satisfaction, just as she turned around to leave.

“Awoo…Awoo…”

A burst of wolf howling was heard, followed by the "bang bang bang" sound of wild beasts running.

"A pack of wolves? How could that be? Not good, Wang Jinling." Feng Qingchen's face changed, and he ran out without even looking at the woman on the ground.

"Wolf? Don't leave us. Feng Qingchen, wait for us." When Wen Yi and the other women heard this, their faces turned pale and their whole bodies trembled. However, they climbed up from the ground at a speed beyond their usual level, caught up with Feng Qingchen in three or two steps, and asked Feng Qingchen to take them with them.

"Don't pull me, and don't follow me. Just go in the direction of Huiwen Pavilion." Feng Qingchen paused, pushed Wen Yi and the others away, and pointed in a random direction.

This is Baicao Garden, not a hunting ground. Why would a pack of wolves come here out of the blue? The arrival of these wolves is extremely strange.

Thinking that Wang Jinling was here, Feng Qingchen didn't think much and ran directly towards the most dangerous place.

She knew that given Wang Jinling's personality, he would definitely not run away at this time.

"No, no, we'll follow you."

Wen Yi and other young ladies were all convinced by Feng Qingchen's beating.

"It's up to you."

Feng Qingchen didn't say much and ran straight towards the direction where the wolves' noise came from. After running a few steps, he saw a chaotic scene.

"Help, help, there's a wolf, there's a wolf."

The entire Baicao Garden was in chaos. The wolves seemed to have rushed into a flock of sheep, running around and biting anyone they saw.

Everyone ran for their lives, but the wolf leaped up and knocked everyone down.

"puff……"

“Awoo…Awoo…”

When Wen Yi looked up, she saw a wolf biting off a woman's neck with one bite.

"Ah...it's Xue Lin, it's Xue Lin." Wen Yi burst into tears.

"Shut up." Feng Qingchen glared at Wen Yi fiercely, and Wen Yi was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth and could only sob quietly.

Feng Qingchen ignored him and continued forward, shouting loudly: "Wang Jinling, Wang Jinling, where are you?"

"My lord, my lord, there are so many wolves, so many wolves!"

Wen Yi had sharp eyes, Feng Qingchen looked in the direction she pointed, and saw...