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Chapter 380 Is this kid, Fengyan, stupid?

Chapter 380 Is this kid Fengyan stupid?

Fengyan's body trembled.

Yes, the Kuro whom the princess likes is a gentle and gentle brother-next-door type.

Later, Wenze was cold, bloodthirsty, and taciturn.

He, Fengyan, is a cute, lively, younger brother type with a fresh temperament.

It’s hard to guarantee that there won’t be another beautiful, powerful and miserable type who is broken but domineering!

Fengyan shook his head when he thought of this, and when he looked at Jun Wumo, he felt that the other person's face had the words "bad guy" written all over it.

This is the first test, and the test is about the customs and customs of Xizhou.

Jun Wumo just finished typing the paper and wanted to hand it in.

Fengyan walked in.

"Hey, you, what's your name!"

Jun Wumo looked up, guessing that the person in front of him was Feng Yan.

He replied coldly: "Si Mian!"

Fengyan snorted angrily: "Your qualifications have been cancelled, you can leave!"

Jun Wumo sneered: "Why should I be disqualified? Give me a reason!"

Fengyan said: "I don't like you. Is this a good enough reason?"

Jun Wumo was shocked!

"This can be considered a reason. I'm here to apply for a job as a driver, not to be your father. Does it matter whether you like me or not?"

Fengyan slapped the table hard:

"Nonsense, I am the princess's favorite, do you think it's important?"

"Let me tell you, if I don't like you, the princess will definitely not want you. Now, get out of here!"

Jun Wumo narrowed his eyes: "If you want me to leave, fine, let the princess do it in person!"

Feng Yanqi smiled: "Hey, you have the ability. You haven't even become the coachman of our princess's house yet, now you are so arrogant!"

Jun Wumo sneered: "As a coachman, I might be afraid of you, but I am not yet."

"How can I, a common man, be afraid of you, an Israeli waiter?"

Feng Yan was so angry that he jumped on the spot: "You are so bold and bold, how dare you say that I am a servant of Israel!"

He was so angry that he punched Jun Wumo.

Jun Wumo didn't care at all, he reached out and grabbed his fist, squeezed and turned it over.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much!" Fengyan exclaimed, shouting hysterically like crazy.

Jun Wumo snorted coldly: "What do you call it, mourning!"

Fengyan was furious: "You, you dare to hurt me, I am also the third son of the princess's house, you are dead, Wenze, Wenze, come out, second brother, help me!"

Fengyan yelled and screamed, and Wenze, who was hiding aside and watching, almost went crazy.

He grinded his teeth and had no choice but to come out.

At this time, all the candidates in the room were stunned.

Xin said he was just a rickshaw driver, but how could he be so fierce?

Especially when I saw Jun Wumo, he was obviously a man of both civil and military skills.

If a rickshaw puller is so curled up, how can they survive?

Wenze's face looked even more ugly at this time.

He came out and looked at Fengyan fiercely, and snorted at Jun Wumo: "Why is it you again!"

"Can't you calm down a little?"

Jun Wumo sneered: "I should say, why is it you again!"

"Do you dare to say that you didn't instigate him to come to trouble me?"

"Why, you just failed to cause trouble for me, and you encouraged the Third Young Master to come again?"

"You're really good at stirring up discord!"

You boy, if you play this trick in front of him, Jun Wumo, you are seeking death!

Fengyan was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood something, he looked at Wenze angrily.

"Have you been here before? You even caused trouble for him!"

"Wenze, you are kidding me!"

Fengyan was not a fool, he understood when Jun Wumo said this.

Wenze frowned: "Do you believe him or not?"
Chapter completed!
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