270: C270 This Is What You Call Etiquette?

C270 This Is What You Call Etiquette?

This person was so handsome!

More handsome than I am!

No wonder my aggressive tactics are useless. So there is actually such a handsome guy behind this beauty.

Mo Xike thought so in his heart.

And the man who stopped Mo Xike in time was Chu Feng. He had noticed Mo Xike a long time ago.

If Chu Rou tried to do anything bad to him, he would immediately stop her.

"I say, aren't you being too rude!"

"She has already refused your request, yet you still want to force her."

"You're really shameless!"

Chu Feng grabbed his wrist and said playfully.

Hearing that, Mo Xike suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Nonsense, hurry up and let me go."

At this time, Chu Rou and the other two girls heard the commotion behind them, turned around and saw what was happening.

Chu Rou was the first to ask.

"Brother, did something happen?"

Hearing this, Chu Feng smiled lightly and replied.

"It's nothing. It's just that this guy's hands are a bit unclean, and his character is corrupt. I'm going to stop him now."

Hearing that, Chu Rou understood immediately. She looked at Mo Xike with more and more disgust.

As for Yan Xixue and her sister, they were also looking at him with icy expressions.

He looked like he was looking at a scum.

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Mo Xike's face immediately darkened like ink.

Mo Xike said coldly.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I will never do what you say."

"Please let go of my hand. Don't tell me you guys, Chinese, don't even know this little bit of etiquette?"

Mo Xike looked at Chu Feng with a gloomy face.

To this, Chu Feng laughed and immediately said.

"As a nation of etiquette, how could we Chinese not know etiquette?"

"But to a pervert like you, there is no need to use the etiquette of our China on people like you."

Mo Xike suddenly laughed out of anger.

"Good, it's really very good!"

"Since you won't let go, I'll break free myself."

Mo Xike said in disdain.

From his point of view, with Chu Feng's small and skinny body, he definitely wouldn't have much strength.

As for him, Mo Xike, he had won the championship in a arm wrestling competition held in a city of Yidaly.

The first thing he did every day when he woke up was to do two hundred pushups on the floor to train his powerful wrist strength.

Looking at Chu Feng's thin arm, Mo Xike sneered and then exerted his strength.

But!

A scene that made him incomparably stupefied occurred.

He used all of his strength to break free from Chu Feng's hand, but he didn't move at all.

Suddenly, Mo Xike's expression changed and was filled with disbelief.

What was going on?

I am the champion of the wristband competition, how can I not win his hand?

Didn't I just use force?

Mo Xike looked like he couldn't accept it. From his point of view, Chu Feng was so thin and weak, he shouldn't have any strength left.

Just when Mo Xike was in a stupefied state, Chu Feng said with a mocking expression.

"Didn't you say that you had to break free on your own?"

"Why aren't you using any strength? I'm about to fall asleep."

Suddenly, Mo Xike's face turned red from anger, as if he was being humiliated.

"Shut up!"

Mo Xike shouted in anger, then used all of his strength to struggle out of his hand.

Hm!

Mo Xike's face was red as the veins on his forehead began to bulge.

This time, he was really going all out.

"Get lost!"

Mo Xike pulled forcefully.

"Pu ci!"

A sudden sound echoed throughout the venue.

However, his arm still showed no signs of breaking free.

All of a sudden, Mo Xike's voice attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

At this moment, Chu Feng let go of Mo Xike's hand and covered his nose, giving him a look of disdain.

"So your so-called etiquette is to fart in public?"

"I'm not flattering you at all!"

Chu Feng's voice was not loud, but everyone around them must have heard it.

Suddenly, the way they looked at Mo Xike changed.

Some people began to discuss in whispers.

"Wow, to actually fart in public, isn't this too low!"

"I heard that he is Mi Kailuo's only disciple, and he is also a handsome guy. I originally liked him a lot, but now … sigh, that's too disappointing."

"This won't do. Even I feel ashamed of this fart. Can't he hold it in a bit longer?"

"..."

Hearing the whispers of the surrounding people, Mo Xike instantly felt dizzy.

The image he had just spent time building up in front of everyone was now completely ruined.

However, Mo Xike shouldn't be angry in public.

He stared coldly at Chu Feng and whispered with a voice that Chu Feng could only hear.

"I won't let this matter slide."

Mo Xike spat out those words, turned around and left.

After Mo Xike left, the surrounding people stopped paying attention to this place.

At this moment, Tang Li started laughing.

"Big Brother Chu, you're too bad, you actually made him look so bad in public."

"But he deserved it. Who asked him to bully Chu Rou?"

Immediately after, Yan Xixue also chimed in.

"That's right, this sort of beast should be taught a lesson."

At this moment, Chu Rou had an apologetic look on her face.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I seem to have caused you trouble again."

Hearing that, Chu Feng looked at her lovingly and said.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm your brother, aren't I supposed to do all this?"

Chu Rou smiled faintly and nodded when she heard this.

Following which, Chu Rou followed Yan Xixue and Hu Ping and continued to admire the paintings.

Chu Feng followed them out of boredom. After all, it was very difficult for these paintings to arouse Chu Feng's interest.

However, due to what happened just now, Chu Feng didn't trust them to tour around the exhibition, so he had to follow closely behind them.

"..."2

Ten minutes later.

The entire venue suddenly quieted down as a commotion broke out.

"Mi Kailuo is here. It's me. It's exactly the same as what we saw on TV."

"Damn, I've finally met the real me. This trip has not been in vain."

"Hello, I'm from the art institute of Kyoto University. I want to ask you how you drew a cartoon for you to be able to draw such an amazing painting."

"Damn, are you stupid? "He's drawing oil paintings, not comics. You went to the wrong place."

"No, quickly take a photo, I want to send the Wechat Circle."

"..."

The atmosphere in the venue immediately became explosive.

At this moment, Chu Feng and the others also followed the crowd's gaze.

In his line of sight, an old man from a foreign country walked over, accompanied by a crowd of people.

The old man had white curly hair, an indifferent expression, and a long white beard.

It had the temperament of an artist!

Even though, this kind of artist is basically dead, living in everyone's memory.

Everyone present recognized him immediately. This was the famous painter from the Yidaly — Mi Kailuo Luo Duo Wei!

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