Song Yang whistled and said, "Xiao Hei is back!"
Heihuang came to Jiang Wenxin with his head raised proudly. In the previous battle, he basically maintained a victorious posture.
Sima Feng tried hard to get up from the ground.
His face was covered in scratches and his hair was full of grass.
The clothes were torn into rags and looked like beggar's clothes.
Sima Feng looked at the Black Emperor and wanted to kill it on the spot!
He was badly beaten by the Black Emperor just now.
If it weren't for Song Yang's call, Hei Huang could make Sima Feng return to his state just after birth!
As an excellent student in the elite class of the upper house and the glorious genius of the family, he was bitten half to death by a dog. How shameful!
Song Yang kicked the elite class student next to him and said, "Don't play dead, get out of here."
His words sounded like commands.
The students of the upper house elite class who were knocked down by Song Yang recovered a bit and came to Sima Feng with their support.
Song Yang said: "Sima Feng, call me dad right now and I will let you guys go, otherwise I will beat you again."
Sima Feng's face changed.
He said, "Don't go too far! I'm a student in the elite class of the upper house!"
Song Yang pinched his fingers and said, "Don't mention your identity to me. You are such losers that you don't deserve to be called elite students."
His words were hurtful, but no one dared to refute him.
The bearded man came up to Sima Feng and whispered, "Brother Feng, please say something, otherwise we will all be embarrassed."
Sima Feng said: "What can I say? Damn it, I can't even beat him!"
The bearded man said, "Why don't you go over and call him dad, and for the sake of face, everyone else can just go over. At least it will save the reputation of our elite class, and we can all pretend we didn't hear anything."
All the elite class students nodded.
Sima Feng gritted his teeth and came to Song Yang.
Song Yang said: "Son, call me dad."
Jiang Wenxin came over to join in the fun and said, "I'm the mother!"
Song Yang quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense, go play with Xiao Hei."
Jiang Wenxin said "oh" and went to play with Heihuang.
Sima Feng said with an unpleasant expression: "Are you sure there is no room for maneuver? I can exchange it for something, such as money. I can give you 1 billion!"
Song Yang slapped Sima Feng in the face.
He said, "Do you think I'm short of money? Scream now, or I'll hit you."
Sima Feng's breathing quickened.
Song Yang actually slapped him in the face. He is an excellent student in the elite class of the upper house. How can he survive in the future if other students see this!
Sima Feng turned and looked at his classmates.
The students in the elite class of the upper house were originally paying attention to this side, but when they saw Sima Feng looking over, they immediately turned their heads left and right, put on fake smiles, and discussed with each other the topic of "the good weather".
Sima Feng felt relieved, as long as no one saw him getting slapped in the face.
He whispered, "Dad."
Song Yang tilted his ear and said, "What? I didn't hear it."
Sima Feng's face turned black.
He said, "Don't push your luck. As an excellent student in the elite class of the upper house, I am already giving you face by calling you dad!"
Song Yang raised his hand, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
Sima Feng had no strength in his arms and could only passively bounce his legs in an attempt to break free.
But Song Yang's hands were like iron pliers and he couldn't break free at all.
Sima Feng's eyes rolled back and his tongue stuck out.
Seeing that he was about to be crushed to death, Song Yang threw him to the ground.
Sima Feng fell to the ground weakly and coughed violently several times before he felt better.
He looked at Song Yang, fear in his eyes.
He was almost crushed to death just now!
Song Yang said, "Sima Feng, just because I didn't do anything, do you think I'm easy to bully? I'll give you another chance. Call me daddy, louder!"