C226 Forgive Me
0Soon, the waiter fell and the storm passed.
After all, there were quite a lot of people eating breakfast.
"What does that mean?"
Chu Feng looked at Zhang Loong unhappily. "Are you threatening me?
"Master Chu, this is the person who attacked your friend the other day, including Hou Daniu. They are all here."
Hee Hubiao looked at the expressionless Chu Feng and answered respectfully.
"Hahaha, Mr. Chu, how about my sincerity? I sincerely came here to apologize to you. I hope that we can reconcile in the future and get rid of our past grudges."
Zhang Loong also laughed heartily. He acted casually, as if all of this wasn't a problem as long as Chu Feng was happy.
"I thought you guys were here to scare my Ni!"
Chu Feng said casually as he looked at Zhang Loong. The moment he opened it, he was indeed shocked.
"Mr. Chu must be joking. How could he be crazy? With Mr. Chu's current strength, he wouldn't be afraid of these things."
Zhang Loong said to Chu Feng with a smile. Chu Feng was now a First Grade martial artist, so he was not afraid of these things.
"Alright. Since Brother Long is so sincere, then I'll be your subordinate."
Chu Feng said and took the box over.
He was very satisfied with this sincerity. If he didn't teach him a lesson, he wouldn't even know how powerful he was.
"Hahaha, good day, Mr. Chu. Today is noon. Why don't you let me be the host and make some arrangements? How about it?"
When Zhang Loong saw Chu Feng's subordinates and the way they talked changed, he knew that Chu Feng had already forgiven them.
Chu Feng originally wanted to agree, but a phone call came in the end.
He took a look and saw that it was Wang Zhiming who called. It seemed like it was about the matter of going to school. There should be hope.
"Wait a minute, I'll take the call."
Chu Feng said to Zhang Loong, then picked up the phone and picked it up.
Zhang Loong and Hee Hubiao, on the other hand, started to eat breakfast. It was as if the box of fingers did not exist, and they even ate very well.
Chu Feng looked at the box and felt uncomfortable. Although he was not full, since he opened the box, he could not eat anymore.
"Hey, Zhiming, what's the matter?"
" Feng, I heard something happened that night. Are you alright?"
Wang Zhiming asked with concern. In fact, the Heavenly King Zhiming left after dinner. After all, he still had to attend classes the next day.
"Why would I be in trouble? It's fine, everyone is fine."
"That's good, that's good.
I helped you ask about school. Our principal wants to talk to you in detail. When do you think you're free?"
Chu Feng thought about it. After all, school was a big matter. The sooner the better.
"Let's do it this afternoon. I'll drive to pick you up later. Let's have lunch together."
"Okay, okay. Call me when we get there."
After saying a little more, Chu Feng hung up the phone.
"Mr. Chu has an appointment?"
Seeing Chu Feng hang up the phone, Zhang Loong asked with a smile, because he had heard the conversation on the phone.
It would be better for him to say it out loud than for Chu Feng to say it out loud.
"Yeah, I'm really sorry. We have already agreed on this long ago. So, Brother Long, I can't go with you today.
" Next time, if you have time next time, I'll treat you. "
Chu Feng said with an apologetic expression.
"You are busy, you are busy. We will meet again when we have time."
After exchanging a few more words, Chu Feng picked up the box and left.
"Master Long, this matter is settled just like that?"
Hee Hubiao watched Chu Feng leave and asked uncertainly.
"Hahaha, luckily I'm here. Chu Feng is still too young.
But in the future, we can't do this anymore. We have to be respectful to him."
Being able to be stunned by a box of fingers, it could only mean that Chu Feng was not deeply involved in the world. He had seen too little.
Powerful martial artists. Those who did not crawl out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, daring to take out this kind of thing would be courting death.
But he had really guessed wrong. Chu Feng did not forget his past grudges because of this reason.
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