Chapter 3253 - 3253 Clever GIrl (7)

3253 Clever GIrl (7)

The footsteps didnt stop, and went straight to Master w.a.n.gs workshop.

They looked at one other doubtfully.

Who dared to go straight to their masters workshop? Werent they afraid of being punished for this?

However, they quickly ignored this matter and went back to talking about the fighter jet.

Feng Wu asked, How far are you on the research on the fighter jet?

Mo Ziming rubbed his chin. Although he liked Feng Wu very much, he still wouldnt tell her about such a confidential matter.

Feng Wu said grumpily, Mo Ziming, did the board you give to Master w.a.n.g represent the highest level of research youve ever done?

Mo Ziming almost choked. He suddenly had a feeling that the success he was so proud of wasnt worth mentioning.

It had to be his imagination, right?

Can you understand it? Mo Ziming looked at Feng Wu suspiciously.

Before Feng Wu could say anything, she heard the sound of a teacup falling to the ground next door.

Id rather die than ask for his help!

Doesnt he know what he did?

Feng Wu and the others jumped at the sudden noise and rushed next door.

Before they got there, the voice came again.

No one knew what the other party said, but Master w.a.n.g was furious. He roared, I remember the bet we made three years ago. Do I need you to remind me? Go back and tell him Ill die before begging him for mercy! Get lost!

There was a furious roar, then something heavy fell to the ground.

Feng Wu was about to go to Master w.a.n.gs workshop, when Mo Ziming stopped her at the door.

Mo Zimings originally relaxed expression was now unprecedentedly serious. There was grievance, pain, anger All kinds of emotions were jumbled together on his face.

Feng Wu looked back and saw that the young men from Rooms 4 and 5 had come out as well. They looked indignant.

Everyone seemed to be furious.

At that moment, the footsteps that had pa.s.sed by them came out of Master w.a.n.gs room.

It was a group of five people.

The leader of the group wasnt bad-looking, but the smugness on his face ruined his looks, making him look unpleasant.

The four people behind him all had their chins raised arrogantly.

When they saw Feng Wu and the five disciples outside their rooms, the group leader laughed.

I was wondering who it was. Arent you Master w.a.n.gs disciples? The arrogant man glanced at Mo Ziming disdainfully. As Master w.a.n.gs eldest disciple, what level are your inscriptions at now?

Mo Ziming clenched his fists, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with extreme anger!

Seeing that Mo Ziming wouldnt answer, he said, I heard youre still at Level 7.

The man even approached Mo Ziming and straightened the latters collar. Guess what? Im at Level 8 already. I cant understand why they used to call you a genius. Youre as foolish as your master!

The man wanted to leave after that.

Blue veins popped on Mo Zimings forehead.

He raised his hands, but that man quickly suppressed him.

Youre a much worse inscription master than me. You wont stand a chance.