"Boss!"
Wang Hao looked at Chen Feng's back with bloodshot eyes, shouting excitedly.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng turned around and gave Wang Hao a slight smile, asking with concern: "Are you okay? How's the injury?"
"I'm fine, I can still handle it!"
Wang Hao grinned, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said nonchalantly.
Although Wang Hao pretended as if nothing was wrong on the surface.
But Chen Feng could tell that the situation was definitely not as easy as Wang Hao said.
Just from the injuries on Wang Hao's face and body, one could see.
After all, Wang Hao was just a high school student, an ordinary flesh and blood.
With all those bruises and scars, how could he be fine?
A glint of cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.
These people dared to beat Wang Hao like this.
No matter the reason, he wouldn't let them off easily!
"Sorry for the grievance!"
Chen Feng looked at Wang Hao and said.
