Facing the whispered comments of the Internet guests, Fan Wei pretended not to hear, scanned the entire Internet cafe, and quickly fixed his sight on the northwest corner.
Sitting in a row of four young people in the northwest corner, all of them were men, and they seemed to be young. They were playing games and shouting. After a closer look, they found Shen Feng's trace.
Compared with the rich second generation I have seen before, Shen Feng can be described as'grassroots', at least in this way, the red and black striped T-shirt on his body is extremely conspicuous. Fan Wei walked over, standing beside him, looking calmly, and found that Shen Feng was also smoking. When he saw the cigarette he smoked, Fan Wei's affection for his'grassroots' was suddenly cold, because it was written on the cigarette case. With the three characters'Golden Leaf'. If it’s just a pure golden leaf, it’s nothing
, The cheap one is only ten yuan a box, and ordinary people can afford it. The expensive ones are only around eighty to one hundred, and petty bourgeoisie and some good-faced white-collar workers can also afford it.
The problem is that the box of this box of golden leaf cigarettes is white, and there are three words'leaf of the sky' immediately below it. Once it has something to do with these three words, this box of cigarettes is incredible.
First of all, the price alone has soared to 1,000 yuan per box, and it is very difficult to buy.
The appearance of this pack of cigarettes instantly threw Shen Feng from the circle of the'grassroots' camp to a thousand miles away. Fan Wei observed more than this box of cigarettes. The watch worn by Shen Feng is of the Omega Diefei series. At first glance, it is no different from the watches sold at ordinary stalls. The problem is that this is true, and the price is at least two hundred. Wanqi jumped. And the dirty sneakers on Shen Feng’s feet, which you can’t see at first glance
Ye Di, it actually costs a few thousand yuan.
Grass roots? If this is also called grassroots, then Fan Wei is simply a poor, lower-middle peasant.
It seems that he noticed Fan Wei's strange eyes, Shen Feng turned his head and glanced at Fan Wei, without any response, and then continued to lower his head to play the game.
They were playing a game called "Chicken Eating". Four people teamed up and were fighting against the enemy.
At this moment, a small flat head of the same team was headshot by the enemy, and he threw the mouse away cursingly, took out a cigarette, and found Fan Wei standing behind. His eyes suddenly changed. Liang: "I'll go, when will a big beauty pop up behind me?"
Fan Wei ignored Xiaopingtou's exclamation and continued to stare at the screen to watch them play the game.
However, the companions around Xiaopingtou were drawn by the startled breath, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at Fan Wei.
"Yeah, sister, do you like to play chicken too? Take you on the top?"
"Hehe, don't stand and watch, sit down." A long-haired boy patted the chair next to him and said with a smile.
At this moment, Shen Feng roared: "My day, are you guys doing chicken feathers? No more fun!"
It turned out that when the other three boys were distracted to strike up a conversation with Fan Wei, their team had been destroyed by the other team, and Shen Feng became angry.
Xiaoping blanked his head and gave Shen Feng a glance: "Wait later, what's the hurry?"
"That is, is it important to play games or to make friends? I think you are an internet addicted teenager." Another companion laughed.
The long-haired boy chuckled and said, "Old Shen, are you still a virgin? There is no reaction at all when you see a beautiful woman, or else wait for a while and go out for a meal and match up for the two of you?"
"You're the fucking virgin." Shen Feng sipped.
As a result, the long-haired boy stood up quickly: "I gave you a face, didn't you? Who do you want to talk to!"
The little flat head on the side pulled the long-haired boy's arm and pressed him down, and laughed with him: "Forget it, forget it, don't hurt your peace."
Looking at this posture, the three boys didn't even know Shen Feng's identity, or how they met.
"Grass, play a game. A woman who comes here will hook your souls away. You're boring, don't play anymore." Shen Feng nagged, standing up and preparing to leave. As a result, when he passed by the long-haired man, the long-haired man stood up abruptly, grabbed Shen Feng’s shoulder and pushed back forcefully, directly banging Shen Feng against the wall, pointing at Shen Feng’s nose and yelling: “CNM, It’s not over, right? I’m worthy of playing with you, don’t fucking shamelessly, what are you
thing? "
"Okay, okay, forget it." Xiaopingtou came out to round the field again, just talking about it, and didn't really stop it.
Shen Feng was still quite calm, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "I'm not a big deal. I can't do it if I don't play it? I withdrew."
"Look at your B, get out!" The long-haired man pushed Shen Feng vigorously again.
Shen Feng was still not angry, but turned around and walked out. As a result, Fan Wei stood between the chair and the wall. If Shen Feng wanted to get out, he had to jump over the computer, or Fan Wei would get out of the way.
Shen Feng looked at Fan Wei up and down, then said with a cold face: "Let me?"
Fan Wei akimbo with one hand on his hips, leaning her back against the wall, looking at this tall, but very tolerant little brother, suddenly a little bit of interest came, so she didn't say anything, just stood quietly on the spot.
"Let's make it?" Shen Feng asked again, but Fan Wei still didn't respond.
At this time, the three young men laughed.
The long-haired man contemptuously said: "Look at your virtue, even beautiful women don't bother to take care of you!"
"Hehe, brother, what you said is too bad, somehow we played together for a few days." Xiaopingtou said with a smile.
The long-haired man took a sip, his eyes full of disdain: "It is not the purpose to harm him, the purpose is to kill him, and dare to scream in front of me, shamelessly!"
Fan Wei was very funny in her heart, and thought these young men were quite interesting.
Shen Feng is obviously the most powerful second generation in the city, but he has shown patience beyond imagination, and he didn't make a big fight if he didn't agree with him.
In contrast, these three young men who knew at a glance were social idlers were even more arrogant than the most powerful second generation.
Interesting, it's so interesting.
Seeing a slight smile on Fan Wei's face, Shen Feng's face suddenly turned sharply, revealing a touch of anger. But instead of running at Fan Wei, he turned around and shouted at the long-haired boy: "It's not over? Don't be the same as you, forget it, really treat yourself as a green onion?"
"Oh, my day!" The long-haired man was very annoyed, and his face immediately showed an expression of beating.
Naturally, Shen Feng would not be frightened. He took out the phone directly from his pocket and wrote lightly: "Do you want to see the screen? Then I will show you the screen today and wait..."
As a result, before Shen Feng finished speaking, the long-haired man's fist had already hit Shen Feng's nose. The force of this punch was not small, the bridge of the nose was interrupted, and blood splashed. (End of this chapter)