421: C421 Chen Fusheng(1)

C421 Chen Fusheng(1)

Faang Xuan had never thought of himself as a kind person, but after seeing Blood Hand, who liked to kill people, or Bai Qi, who treated human lives like grass, he felt that he needed to be so kind and kind.1

Just like now, if it was Blood Hand, there would be no other solution besides blood splashing everywhere.

However, even though Faang Xuan was very angry, he just pretended to be calm and quiet. He quietly walked to the back of the man who had reached out his hand to Aajiu and casually kicked him.

It was a little like a sneak attack from the back, but the strength was moderate. Under the condition that it did not harm the man's life, it could also make the man feel the pain of having his bones broken.

The screaming and the movement of withdrawing the leg were almost at the same time. It had already been said not too long ago. The electronic music in the bar that weighed several tons shook the ground to the point of trembling, and people's hearts were in turmoil. This man's pig slaughtering cry, how could it attract other people's attention?

Faang Xuan calmly walked in front of Aajiu and snatched the bottle from her hand. Before the bitter smile on his face could be fully revealed, Aajiu had already stuck close to him.

"Aajiu, you are drunk."

He did not even dare to look at Aajiu's moving drunk state. That would only make the evil in his heart surge even more. Faang Xuan only used one hand to support one of her arms and gently placed her on the sofa.

"Master... Drink, I still want to... drink..."

"Drink, drink, drink, what do you want to drink? You didn't even know that you were eaten by someone, what a silly girl."

Faang Xuan spat angrily. He could no longer care about taking care of Aajiu because he could already feel countless murderous gazes coming from his back.

He turned around. It turned out that it was the fly that he had ignored a long time ago. At this moment, a large group of companions had gathered.

The group of people looked very refined and well-mannered. They did not yell and shout as soon as they came over.

After all, not all of the rich second generation were brainless and uncultured. It wasn't right for Faang Xuan to hit people on this matter, but in the end, they were the ones who teased the female companion first.

"Brother, where are you from?"

The man who had been kicked had been pushed to the side. At this moment, the one who spoke was a man in a black leather jacket. His face was long and thin, and he had a small mustache under his chin. He looked like a man about the same age as Faang Xuan. He calmly walked in front of Faang Xuan. During this time, he winked at the man who had been beaten up, as if he was trying to tell him not to speak. He had his own decision.

"Hehe, I'm not fooling around. I just came here to play occasionally."

Faang Xuan crossed his legs and licked his face, revealing a sincere smile.

Although the boy with the strange mustache in front of him had a smug look on his face, for some reason, he did not feel disgusted at all in his heart. In fact, he even felt a little friendly.

Of course, Faang Xuan was not gay. The reason why he was like this was because he thought of someone. It was when he had just transmigrated into Faang Xuan's family. A group of foppish lads from the four or nine cities had come to his house to cause trouble. Wasn't the insolent person who had stood up for his brother the same as the young man in front of him?

All the things that happened in the past were like clouds in the sky. Although not much time had passed, he had experienced a series of unknown lives. Even those unbearable memories were still lingering in his mind.

"Playing around casually? That's right."

The young man sat down next to Faang Xuan. He opened two cans of black beer and handed one to Faang Xuan. "I'll do it. You can do whatever you want. Just treat it as an apology for my brother's rude behavior just now."

Faang Xuan looked at the man with a smile that was not a smile. His eyes swept across the group of companions behind him. The group of young people were all in their twenties. They were supposed to be young and vigorous. However, when he looked at them, he saw the childish faces. Faang Xuan could only see calmness, and even a little bit. It was a subtlety that was hidden deep, but also seemed not to be hard to discover.

"They are all people with status!"

Faang Xuan sighed with emotion in his heart. Otherwise, he would use these people to compare them with the young masters of the four or nine cities back then. Although they were not worthy of his attention, he had to admit that... These people were much stronger than those young masters who had eyes on their heads.

One should know that nowadays, one was not afraid of having a background, strength, or keeping a low profile, or pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.

As the saying goes, keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile was the way to go, right? Otherwise, why would one or two of the pig feet of those popular online novels act like they are used to it?

When he thought of this, Faang Xuan could not help but laugh. He went to complain about those so-called pretentious online novels. Thinking about himself now, was he also posturing? He clearly had the ability to slap the other party to death, yet he had to pretend to be indifferent. Luring out the ugly face under the other party's sheepskin.

The young man did not care too much about Faang Xuan's feelings. He gulped down a can of beer. Then he took a tissue handed over by a female companion from behind and wiped his mouth. His gaze returned to Faang Xuan's face. "I can see that you are good at fighting, brother."

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