MSSU Chapter 26: The Black-Faced Youth and the Days of Being an Extra
"What did you say? She dared to look down on you?"
At the Gu's house, Mu Rong Xiaoxiao stood up with a cold face.
"If she can take a liking to him, it's because of the face of the Qiu family. How dare she still look down on you?"
"Yeah, Second Sister, anyway, I only agreed to meet her because of your instructions. It's not my fault," Luo Feng said before quickly hanging up the phone.
To avoid Mu Rong Xiaoxiao's barrage of calls, Luo Feng chose to turn off his phone.
Unconsciously feeling a bit hungry, Luo Feng looked around and found a cheap restaurant to sit down in, ordering a table of home-cooked dishes without hesitation.
Without hesitation, Luo Feng began to eat voraciously.
His terrifying eating speed left several construction workers nearby, who were used to physical labor, dumbfounded.
They thought they ate quickly enough, but seeing Luo Feng, they couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
Luo Feng didn't pay attention to the gazes of others, just as his master often said.
Work well, sleep well, and eat well.
Just when Luo Feng thought his eating speed was invincible, he suddenly noticed a young man in the corner, similar in age to himself, with dark skin.
This young man had a crew cut, wore a coarse blue cloth shirt, liberation shoes, and rolled-up trousers, revealing his thin, dark ankles.
In front of him was a stack of thick bowls, and he was burying his head, greedily slurping up the noodles in the bowl.
He looked like a starving ghost reincarnated.
As if sensing Luo Feng's gaze, the black-faced youth looked up, revealing a simple smile, and turned to the boss, "Bring four more bowls of noodles."
"***, you've already eaten ten bowls. Are you sure you can still eat more?"
"I can eat more," the black-faced youth said simply. "I work in the countryside. With bowls like this, I can eat at least twenty."
Soon, four bowls of noodles were served, and the black-faced youth continued to eat at the same pace.
Before long, the four bowls of noodles were swept clean.
The black-faced youth frowned slightly, somewhat regretfully taking out a plastic bag from his pocket.
Carefully, he took out the various old coins from the plastic bag.
Just enough to pay for the noodles in front of him.
"I can only eat until I'm eighty percent full, but drinking some water should be fine."
"Do you want to come over and help me eat a little? I seem to have eaten too much," just as the black-faced youth was contemplating, Luo Feng urgently spoke up.
Finally, he had encountered a kindred spirit in the realm of eating.
"Is it okay?" The black-faced youth stared at the meat on Luo Feng's table, unable to help but swallow his saliva.
He hadn't eaten meat in a long time.
Luo Feng didn't hesitate, pulling the black-faced youth over to his side.
"Go ahead, eat as much as you want. My treat."
"Thank you so much," the black-faced youth said somewhat shyly, but as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he let go and indulged himself completely.
The entire restaurant stopped their movements and watched as the two big eaters devoured their food.
Some people even started recording the scene as if it were something extraordinary.
"Full..." the black-faced youth patted his stomach contentedly, thanking Luo Feng, "Thank you, big brother. My mother has never let me eat meat before. It was really delicious."
"Your mother?" Luo Feng looked the black-faced youth up and down.
"Yeah, my mother thinks I eat too much, so she kicked me out and told me to come to the city to work and support myself."
"I guess you haven't eaten for several days. Have you found a job?"
"No," the black-faced youth said awkwardly. "I worked at a construction site for a few days. Although I worked hard, they thought I ate too much and kicked me out."
The black-faced youth carefully took out the plastic bag. Obviously, the money in the bag was his entire savings.
He solemnly placed the money on Luo Feng's table and then turned to leave.
"I said I'm treating you to eat. Take this money," Luo Feng stood up, hurriedly grabbing the black-faced youth's shoulder.
But as soon as Luo Feng touched the black-faced youth's shoulder, he suddenly felt everything go black before him.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Luo Feng flew backward, crashing into the wall and leaving a slight crack.
"Damn, this... this strength, it's even greater than mine!" Luo Feng looked at the person who struck him in amazement.
This person is indeed the black-faced youth.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, big brother, it was my instinctive reaction," the black-faced youth said, sweating profusely, quickly helping Luo Feng up.
Suddenly, Luo Feng grabbed the black-faced youth's hand, feeling as if he had grabbed a piece of iron.
"This guy is not simple; could he be a master?" Luo Feng quickly evaluated the black-faced youth in a short time.
Just then, the restaurant's door was kicked open suddenly.
It was the bodyguards of Huang Hengtai.
"You little brat, you run quite fast," the lead bodyguard sneered. "Attack, take care of this guy for me!"
With that command, five or six bodyguards rushed towards Luo Feng in front of everyone.
"What are you doing?" The black-faced youth stepped forward to intercept.
"Where did this black dog come from? Get out of here!" The bodyguard snorted, kicking the black-faced youth in the chest.
But when his foot landed on the black-faced youth's chest, it felt like kicking a piece of steel. His bones instantly tore apart, causing him to scream in pain and fall to the ground.
"What's going on?" The remaining bodyguards were puzzled, looking at the black-faced youth. "What did you do to him?"
The black-faced youth scratched his head. "I didn't do anything."
"Damn it, attack!"
The first bodyguard couldn't care less anymore and shouted angrily.
Instantly, everyone pounced on the black-faced youth.
At this critical moment, Luo Feng rushed over and slapped fiercely.
There were crisp sounds one after another, and these bodyguards sent by Huang Hengtai were no match for Luo Feng.
In less than a minute, they were all kneeling on the ground, bruised and swollen, looking at Luo Feng with fear.
"You're quite awesome. Who sent you?" Luo Feng sat on a chair, grinning.
"We are professional bodyguards. Do you think we would betray our employer?" the lead bodyguard sneered. "If I tell you, you're my father!"
"Slap, slap, slap!"
Three slaps landed heavily on his face, and the lead bodyguard was left with a mouthful of blood. He bowed his head and said seriously, "Father, it's Huang Hengtai!"
"Huang Hengtai?" Luo Feng frowned. "Why haven't I heard of him?"
Little did Luo Feng know that the Huang Hengtai mentioned by the bodyguard was the rich second generation at Starbucks.
"Get lost," Luo Feng kicked the bodyguard.
Instantly, several bodyguards dispersed like the wind.
After settling the bill, Luo Feng walked out with the black-faced youth.
"This is my phone number. I see you're about the same age as me, and I've just arrived here. If you have any problems, remember to call me."
The black-faced youth nodded, taking Luo Feng's number and then disappearing into the crowd.
Some people are born with stubbornness, and Luo Feng could tell that this black-faced youth probably wouldn't trouble him.
But neither of them knew that today, upon their first meeting, the world was destined to sing the legend of two eighteen-year-old youths.
With their bellies full, Luo Feng successfully completed his blind date mission, humming a tune while waiting for the bus at the bus stop.
Just then, the woman in the Maserati smiled from afar.
She had been secretly observing Luo Feng, and it was clear that she was very satisfied with Luo Feng's kindness to the black-faced youth and his strength in facing the threatening bodyguards.
"It's time to go up and say hello to this silly Little Feng Brother. Can't even recognize me anymore?" The woman smiled shyly.
Just as she was about to get off the car to give Luo Feng a big surprise, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Why?!
She only saw a red sports car speeding towards Luo Feng and stopping in front of him.
Luo Feng was puzzled, staring straight at the car window as it slowly rolled down, and slightly froze when he saw the owner of the car.
"It's you!?"
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