The tragic experience of his previous life was still vivid in his mind and could never be erased.
In his previous life, to Pei Feng, Li Jiahang was simply undefeatable.
Family background, power, connections, wealth, appearance, height, intelligence, and combat ability were all crushed. They were not on the same level at all.
It wasn't that he didn't fight and try his best, but he didn't even have the slightest chance of winning.
In front of Li Jiahang, he was just an ant that climbed onto a delicious cake that could be abused at will. In the end, he couldn't escape the fate of being flicked off the cake and crushed to death with one foot.
But in this life … the wheel of fortune had turned, and everything had changed!
In his eyes now, Li Jiahang, Ye Motian, and Zhang Zhiruo were not much stronger than ants. As long as he wanted, he could take their lives with one hand.
Pei Feng suddenly smiled as she looked at Li Jiahang, who was handsome, elegant, well-dressed, and had a gentle temperament. It was obvious that Li Jiahang was of noble birth.
This feeling … was like a grown man seeing a few toddlers in open-crotch pants. Other than finding it funny, what hatred could it evoke?
In front of his absolute power, even if Li Jiahang and the other two were rich, powerful, resourceful, and resourceful, so what?
He could destroy them with one punch!
Of course, the blood feud in his previous life couldn't be forgotten.
Ye Motian and Zhang Zhiruo were nothing in his eyes. As for Li Jiahang … he obviously couldn't kill him just like that. That would be too easy on him.
This was the biggest rival in love in his previous life, this sanctimonious, hypocritical, filthy, psychopathic bastard who ruined Ke Rou's life. He wanted him to watch the Li family that he was going to inherit in the future collapse. He wanted him to be betrayed by his own people. He wanted Ke Rou and her family to hate him, stay away from him, and finally die in despair!
"What are you looking at? Why are you looking at me like that? What? You don't accept it? You want to fight me? "
When he saw Pei Feng looking indifferently at the three of them without saying a word, a wisp of a savage smile appeared on the corners of Ye Motian's mouth. He turned around and took a step forward before extending his hand once more.
At this moment, a clear voice rang out in front of him, "Ye Motian, what are you doing? You want to beat me up just because of a disagreement? This is the Capital Foreign Studies University. Don't embarrass us Jiankang people! "
The one who spoke was Kerou.
When their eyes met, Kerou was startled. Then, a trace of pleasant surprise appeared on her beautiful face. She smiled sweetly and said, "Pei Feng?"
Pei Feng smiled. "Hello, Kerou. We meet again."
An imperceptible haze flashed across Li Jiahang's eyes — — This damned poor loser! It seemed that … Kerou really had a good impression of him!
Kerou was a girl who had a good upbringing. She was well-educated, well-mannered, and sensible. She had never done anything improper in the relationship between men and women.
In Drum Tower High School, Kerou treated all the boys in the school, including him and Su Yingjie, with a mild and gentle attitude. But that was only out of politeness, a politeness with an obvious sense of distance.
During the three years of high school, as the absolute campus belle of Drum Tower High School and the goddess in the hearts of the boys, Kerou had never had intimate physical contact with any boy, not even a handshake.
This was also the most important reason why Li Jiahang cherished Kerou and couldn't let go of her.
Of course, Ke Rou's most attractive features were her stunning appearance and her pure and refined temperament. However, her appearance was only slightly inferior to hers. It wasn't as if there weren't any girls with the same excellent temperament. Moreover, among the many girls he knew, there were plenty of girls with better bodies, more passionate and charming than her, and girls with better family backgrounds than her could be found with his eyes closed.
Flight attendants, models, celebrities, Internet celebrities, teachers, nurses, domineering sisters, queens, lolitas, amorous girls, delicate and pitiful girls. He, the young master of the Li family, had all kinds of girls he wanted. As long as he wanted, he could get them in bed that very night!
But, there wasn't a girl who was purer and more self-loving than Kerou!
For the vast majority of men, they might fantasize about any type of beauty and want to have a taste of them. But in the deepest part of their hearts, what they value the most is a girl who has self-respect and self-love, and is pure and flawless.
Such a girl, in today's fickle and materialistic society … is extremely rare. As long as a man meets such a girl, his heart will inevitably palpitate and he will cherish her.
Li Jiahang quickly glanced at Pei Feng, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He originally thought that once he got into the Imperial Foreign Studies University, the biggest threat, Su Yingjie, would be solved. But who would have thought that just as he entered the university, there would be such a strong competitor!
This poor loser from Gusu, who came from Shanghai, not only won Kerou's favor in just one day, but he also held her hand!
He had to cripple him and nip this dangerous sprout in the bud!
"Ah … Pei Feng, right? I remember now. You're the classmate who saved Xiaorou on the day of registration, right? "
Li Jiahang sized him up and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Pei Feng. You're not very tall, so I didn't notice you just now."
Speaking up to this point, he turned his head to look at Ye Motian beside him and said solemnly, "Xiaorou is right. Motian, when will you change this bad temper of yours? You're already in the university, and you still want to hit someone because of a disagreement? This classmate is Xiaorou's savior! "
"He came first. You two, let him line up in front."
He let Ye Motian and Zhang Zhiruo line up behind Pei Feng, but he himself didn't move and still stood behind Kerou. In reality, he wanted Pei Feng to stand between him and Ye Motian. It looked like he was cordial and modest, but in fact, he had evil intentions.
Li Jiahang was 188cm tall, while Ye Motian was 185cm tall. Although Zhang Zhiruo was a girl, she was also tall with a model's body, 179cm tall …
Although Devil Cultivation could change one's appearance, Pei Feng was only 177cm right now. He was taller than before by two centimeters, so the advantage of his height hadn't been fully displayed yet.
Putting him in between the three of them was obviously to show off his height advantage in front of Kerou. After all … height was also an important factor for girls to subconsciously choose a boyfriend. Even Kerou was no exception.
"Come, Pei Feng, you can line up here. What happened just now was a misunderstanding. Please don't take it to heart. Actually, Motian isn't a bad person. He's just a little hot-tempered. "
As he spoke, Li Jiahang slowly extended his right hand and said with a smile, "Let's get to know each other. I'm Li Jiahang, Xiaorou's high school classmate and good friend."
"No need."
Pei Feng put his hands in his pockets and looked at him with a faint smile. He said indifferently, "No need to be so polite. I'll just line up here."
Under everyone's gaze, one of them bowed slightly and extended his right hand, while the other had both hands in his pockets with an indifferent expression. Li Jiahang's expression instantly changed.
"Hehe."
He laughed dryly and awkwardly retracted his right hand. He looked deeply at Pei Feng and turned around.
Daring to have ideas about Kerou, acting pretentious and refusing to shake hands, embarrassing me in front of everyone!
Pei Feng … you're f * cking dead!
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