Lin Yufeng touched his pocket and said angrily: "Here you are. Brother Ming, I thought you were an outsider who didn't like the fireworks of the world. Why are you so interested in his flattery?"
"Hehe, as the saying goes, a person can wear a thousand clothes, but a flatterer can't wear it. Who doesn't want to hear good words?" Zhou Ming nodded at the table: "I know he has no good intentions, but those words are really funny.
Interesting." He usually comes into contact with people like Lin Yufeng, Zhang Yujie, Wu Feng, and Gan Lei, all of whom are straightforward people. They say whatever they say, and no one will say such disgusting and obedient things.
"Hey, it was Brother Ming who gave me the power of the Qingyi Sect. If you were in charge, I don't know how many people would say these words to you every day, and I don't know how many times you would hear them every day!" Lin Yufeng curled his lips: "
I have heard these words so many times that my ears have become calloused, so I am not so easily fooled."
"Haha, are you jealous?" Zhou Ming patted Lin Yufeng's shoulder: "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of this Wang Ran. Moreover, I can also tell clearly who is sincere to me and who is hypocritical!"
When he said the next sentence, Zhou Ming's tone suddenly became cold and his eyes became fierce.
"Brother Ming, it's good to know." Lin Yufeng felt relieved.[
The applause came one after another, and Wang Ran was very happy to hear it. It lasted for several minutes before gradually fading down. Wang Ran continued: "Now, I would like to ask our leader of the Qingyi Sect, Zhou Ming, to say a few words!"
Applause rang out again, but it was not as enthusiastic as Wang Ran's. Zhou Ming stood up and looked around the Dragon and Phoenix Building. Wherever his eyes passed, every student was trembling with fear.
"I have nothing to say." Zhou Ming said slowly: "It's just that during the time I was away from No. 1 Middle School, someone worked hard. He worked so hard that he thought he had the power and wanted to play with the entire Qingyi Sect in his hands.
Zhong. Humph, I think his wishful thinking was a little too loud!"
quiet.
Zhou Ming, who was smiling just now, suddenly turned cold.
Quiet, only quiet.
There were more than two hundred people, but no one dared to take a breath.
Standing at the top of the Dragon Phoenix Tower, in a small corner that was not easy to detect, but could overlook the whole scene, a young man with a sinister face looked at Zhou Ming coldly, his eyes blazing with the flames of war!