Leonard twisted his neck and looked at me fiercely. He said in a cruel voice, "You are so arrogant to make trouble on my birthday party. Are you courting death?"
I said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense. Just do it!"
Leonard was furious and roared to the others, "Since you want to die so much, I will help you. Go and fight him!"
Hearing his order, others immediately started to move. All of them came at me viciously, some with chairs and some with wine bottles.
Those timid girls were so afraid that they all closed their eyes. They did not dare to see that I was beaten terribly.
But I was calm, gathered my strength on my fists and started my performance!
The private room was big enough for me to give full play to my strength. My speed was very fast, like a runaway horse. Only my phantom remained in the air, and they couldn't capture my body at all. I was moving fast. Wherever I passed, someone would fall down!
In just three minutes, I defeated this group of "children".
The room quieted down. The girls thought it was over and opened their eyes. But the scene in front of them made them pale.
Because they saw that all people fell down, but I still stood calmly.
How could I defeat so many people myself?
What was inconceivable for them was easy for me.
I looked down at Leonard from a high position. Then I bent down, patted his face, and coldly said, "Remember my words. Don't provoke Emelia."
After saying that, I turned to leave. Leonard roared behind me, "I will not let you go."
I slightly frowned and seriously said, "Then I add one more. Don't provoke me, or you will be sorry!"
With that, I opened the door and left, ignoring what Leonard thought.
Outside the door, Emelia was waiting for me uneasily. Seeing me go out, she immediately rushed to my arms, observed my body, and worriedly asked, "Brother, are you OK?"
I fondly touched her hair. Looking at her tears in her eyes, I comforted her, "I'm fine. Silly girl, let's go home."
Emelia looked into the door, but the door was closed. She didn't see Leonard and others being beaten. She asked suspiciously, "Brother, how do you solve it?"
I curled my lips, "By a very aboveboard way! Don't worry!"
"OK!" Emelia nodded, but still did not trust me. She frowned, "Brother, listen to me, OK? Stop fighting. I don't want you to..."
I blocked her mouth with my fingers and said with a smile, "I know!"
Emelia was worried that I would be jailed for fighting and couldn't live a leisurely life any more.
I knew Emelia wanted a carefree and peaceful life.
But was it so easy?
Five years of undercover career told me that people who were kind would be bullied. Others would not treat you kindly for your kindness.
This world was very strange. Those glib people could be successful and live well, but those honest and responsible people were unknown.
Enduring for a while, you shall appease the dispute. However, if you endured for more time, some people would just become more and more fierce! This was the truth that Peter taught me, and I remember it.
Facing difficulties, you had to overcome them, and then you could have the happiness you dreamed of.
In the private room, Leonard got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. He stood by the window, looked at a pair of far away figures, and said fiercely, "I will be sorry? I will make you sorry! Do you think you are the strongest in the whole world?"
Leonard's minions also stood up one after another, wailing, "Leonard, Emelia's boyfriend is so strong!"
"Yes! I didn't even know how he did it, and I fell! Now it hurts."
"What shall we do? Leonard, we can't let them go!"
Leonard glanced coldly at them and exclaimed, "Shut up all of you!"
The room suddenly quieted down, and Leonard breathed heavily. Today, it was extremely frustrating. Originally, he wanted to humiliate Emelia's boyfriends. But in the end, more than ten of them were defeated by him and even couldn't stand up.
What's more, there were so many girls watching him. How could he be dignified?
If this thing was spread out, Leonard would be too shameful. How could he stay in Denton University?
Leonard's face turned red. He thumped on the table and roared, "Damn it! How dare you hit me? I'll kill you!"
No one dared to speak. They all waited for Leonard's order. After a long time, Leonard looked at a girl and said coldly, "You are Emelia's best friend. Do you know this man? Who is he? "
The girl trembled and said carefully, "I'm not sure about the details. Anyway, this man will pick her up every night."
Hearing this, there was a flash of gloom in Leonard's eyes, and she smiled slightly, "Great!"
After returning home, Emelia and I didn't eat much in the restaurant, so we were about to cook again. Emelia cooked this time.
I was looking forward to it. Because I hadn't eaten Emelia's cooking. When we were children, our parents left work early. So, we didn't have to worry about eating.
I sat on the sofa, looking at Emelia's industrious appearance in the kitchen, and I was very happy.
This scene made me happy.
It was like a husband who was tired all day. He came home and read the newspaper when his wife cooked in the kitchen. It was a very warm picture. I really hoped to live like this day after day.
Soon after, Emelia put two dishes in front of me.
But I was stunned by the appearance.
Emelia sat down and dragged her chin to look at me, "Brother, why are you stunned? Why don't you eat it?"
I used chopsticks to point that dark thing and asked with a black face, "Emelia, what is this?"
Emelia said unhappily, "Can't you see it? It is fried eggs with tomatoes."
The corner of my mouth twisted and I pointed to another red dish, "If I'm not color blind, shouldn't this be fried eggs with tomatoes?"
"This is fried meat with potatoes!" Emelia pursed her mouth and said in a huff.
I was speechless, "What?"
I tried to resist the inner resistance and smiled. Then, I picked the black tomato and ate it.
At that moment, my taste buds exploded! I felt like I was flying!
I couldn't describe the taste. It was a mixture of sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, and paste. I felt a little queasy.
I wanted to give Emelia a face and swallow it. but I couldn't stand it. I vomited to the garbage can.
After wiping my mouth, I said with a bitter smile, "Why don't we eat instant noodles?"
Emelia, who was speechless, took a piece of potato with her chopsticks and said to me unhappily, "What? Is it so bad? "
After saying that, she ate it. I watched her expression change helplessly.
From doubt to frown, then to nausea.
In less than three seconds, she vomited into the garbage can. Then, she put down her chopsticks, blushed, and said solemnly, "I want braised beef flavor!"