Chapter 572: Let the storm come harder

Chapter 572 Let the storm come harder
Just as Zheng Haitian had determined in his heart, from the moment Luo Feng appeared, the ending was already doomed.
The dozens of big men who are strong and powerful in the area, under Luo Feng’s hands, are like children playing house. They fell to the ground in twos or twos. Soon, the Haitian Group’s security guards caught up with the wind and quickly called the police. Take away more than ten people, including the three of Xiang Xiaodong and his son.
Up to this moment, this storm of civil unrest in the Haitian Group has come to an end.
It seems to be calm, but in fact Haitian Group has experienced a crisis that may be overturned at any time.
After the backbone of the Haitian Group left one after another, only Zheng Haitian, Luo Feng, and Zheng Shazhong and his son remained in the meeting room.
Zheng Shaozhong's expression was ashamed, and he dared not look into Zheng Haitian's eyes. After a while, Yiheng stood up, "I will leave Haitian Group as soon as possible."
Zheng Haitian stared at Zheng Shazhong for a while, with a smile on his face, "The third child, if you want, our brothers can continue to fight."
"What!" Zheng Shaozhong's eyes showed incredible color, looking at Zheng Haitian, his heart became even more ashamed, and he suddenly slapped himself, "I'm crazy, I almost made a big mistake, I... "
"Dad," Zheng Huan grabbed Zheng Shaozhong's hand, "Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and it's not a good thing. You were also deceived by your second uncle. It's good to be reformed now, and Uncle Zheng has forgiven you. "
"Really?" Zheng Sizhong's voice trembled.
"If Uncle Zheng didn't forgive you, it's not just those people who were taken away by the police just now." Luo Feng said with a smile from the side.
Zheng Shazhong's pupils widened suddenly, and he turned to look at Zheng Haitian for a while, his lips trembled, but he could not speak for a long time.
"Huan, take your dad back to rest and rest." Zheng Haitian waved his hand, "It's all right, go back."
When Zheng Shazhong and his son left, Zheng Haitian looked at Luo Feng with a smile, "Fortunately, you arrived in time."
"Even if I didn't come, how could Xiang Xiaodong be Uncle Zheng's opponent?" Luo Fenglang laughed, "Uncle Zheng, I think you still have a lot of things to deal with, I'll go back first."
"Wait a minute." Zheng Haitian just opened his mouth, thought for a while, or waved his hand, "I'll talk about this later. I'll talk about the group's affairs first."
Luo Feng didn't know what medicine Zheng Haitian sold in his gourd, so he nodded and left the meeting room.
Along the way, many eyes were fixed on Luo Feng, involuntarily wiped out the blazing heat, and even worship.
Luo Feng turned the tide in the conference room and frustrated Xiang Xiaodong's forces. This incident has spread throughout the Haitian Group.
Luo Feng didn't look squint, he firmly rejected the Qiubo thrown by a few miniskirt girls in his heart, and resolutely left Haitian Group.
In the meeting room, Zheng Haitian looked down through the window, looking far into Luo Feng's back...
"This son must be a fish and dragon, and Haitian Group wants to go to the next level, and must rely on him." Zheng Haitian muttered to himself, the thought deep in his heart has grown uncontrollably.
Yangcheng Hotel, in front of Room 308.
"The Holy Envoy, the food is already at the door." Ouyang Guo knocked on the door and spoke in a deep voice. At the same time, there was a burst of doubt in his eyes. Starting from the morning when he prepared to go in to see the Holy Envoy, the Holy Envoy closed the door. , And now I don’t even see anyone eating.
It's too abnormal.
"Put it away, get away." Ouyang Mingkong's voice was obviously angry.
If it is not certain that Ouyang Mingkong is a man, Ouyangguo must immediately decide that the relative must have come.
Ouyang Guo was so in awe of Ouyang Mingkong in his heart, he turned around and left.
He did not expect that not only this time, but for three consecutive days, Ouyang Mingkong did not show up. Every time he ate, he was sent to the door, and then the next sentence would be the same as the thunderous'get out. Further'.
In Ouyangguo's heart, countless grass and mud horses are already sawing back and forth...
The final exam of Bauhinia Middle School is coming to an end. This afternoon, it is the last subject of English.
Just like a few days ago, Luo Feng appeared calmly in the examination room only two minutes before the start of the examination, and walked to his seat and sat down.
The expressions of many students around were extremely excited.
After the last subject, we will be off.
For the students, this is simply great happiness. Of course, for Luo Feng, the greater happiness is that tomorrow will be the big day when he and Jiang Xiaoxue will go to the Tiandi Taoist Temple with Jiang Xiaoxue and the messengers of the Three Religions.
Tiandi Daochang, the three religions are here, the biggest event in the martial arts world, finally, is about to kick off.
Luo Feng held the pen, his eyes filled with impatient expression.
Boom.
When the final exam was about to hand in the paper, there was a sudden thunder and roar outside.
It was dark, and a thunderstorm that was rare in winter was about to come.
Luo Feng looked up, the heavy rain came suddenly.
However, it can't stop a holiday heart.
The bell rang at the end of the exam, and the students rushed out like a swift in the rain like birds in their cages...
Others are showing off their literature, running wild in the rain while shouting, "The storm! The storm is coming! This is the brave Haiyan, flying proudly on the roaring sea among the lightnings. This is victory. The prophet of screamed:-Let the storm come more violently."
Luo Feng stood on the side of the aisle, watching the guy who shouted, "Let the storm come harder", and fell silent on the ground.
At this time, it is better to stay sensible.
"Let's go." A figure stood beside Luo Feng holding an umbrella.
The light blue clothes and the peerless face, the eyes are like seeing through the past and present, and they are refreshing.
The first school flower, Qian Yilan.
The eyes of the students who were also hiding in the rain on the aisle all around were suddenly full of envy and envy.
Both Luo Feng and Qian Yilan are figures of Bauhinia and naturally attract attention.
"Then it's better to be respectful." Luo Feng smiled slightly and stepped forward.
This scene stunned many people behind him.
After a long while, everyone couldn't help but roared with righteous indignation.
"Too lacklustre."
"Fuck, let the first school flower give him an umbrella."
"What kind of stalk is this?"
Let the storm come harder.
The storm on the walkway seemed bigger than the outside.
In order to express his gratitude to the first school flower, Luo Feng asked her to go to the five-star hotel and order the best dishes.
Soon, after winning and serving the last dish, he glanced at Luo Feng with a bitter look, and simply sat aside and ate together. Anyway, this guy from Nima never gave money, and he won’t be able to get some food back. Lost too much.
After eating and drinking, the rain outside was also lighter. Qian Yilan left beforehand. In the box, she changed her complexion immediately after winning. She looked at Luo Feng with sad expression, "Brother-in-law, this is a favor, you must help. me."