Yun Zhu'er's eyes deeply hurt Chen Zilu's self-esteem.

If it were the women Lin Zicong could not mess with, he would have tolerated it.

However, Lin Zicong didn't say much about Yun Zhuer's identity and background, but only said that this was a descendant of the Xia family who was staying in Xia Lan's family.

This created an illusion for Chen Zilu.

He thought that Yun Zhuer had no deep background at all.

I was ignored by a little pretty and proud little woman, which is something that beasts among flowers cannot bear.

This directly leads to a result.

Chen Zilu was furious.

He didn't even think about it. After hearing Yun Zhuer say the word "get out" coldly, he directly reached out and grabbed Yun Zhuer's delicate chin.

Chen Zilu has a family background, and Chen's Tai Chi is a national martial art that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Today, it has even been barely considered a martial art with a high status in the ancient martial arts system.

Although Chen Zilu has a master, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and can be regarded as a master.

At this moment, Yun Zhuer couldn't even hide.

If it were an ordinary girl, she would have screamed in fear, but Yun Zhu'er didn't move at all. Her expression on her face did not change much, but her eyes were already cold:

"Relax your dirty hands!"

"Hehe, beauty, this touch is so good, it makes me feel itchy in my heart. I really want to deal with you in the car."

Once a person tear off the disguise, he is shameless.

Chen Zilu is obviously a lawless evil young man who is good at disguising but lawless.

His identity is enough, but he forgot where this is.

Among the capital, Jingxi University.

As long as you are not a fool, you will definitely think about the consequences of certain things.

Lin Zicong, who had been observing Chen Zilu secretly, couldn't help but slap hard on his thigh when he saw Chen Zilu getting started:

"idiot!"

Obviously, Chen Zilu threw his explanations directly behind his mind.

It was the time for get out of class to end, and hundreds of students came out of the building, and it was already the focus of everyone's attention.

Anyone who is really smart will not do such an excessive thing to tease in front of everyone.

However, Chen Zilu was stabbed by Yun Zhuer's ignorant gaze.

"Hehe, what do you loosen up? Are you wearing a belt? Beauty, if you want to loosen up my young master's belt, you have to do it yourself!"

After all, Yun Zhu'er is still a 22 or 3-year-old girl. She calms down at this time, when she is pinched by a madman in front of so many classmates, she is so angry that she trembles all over:

"I'll tell you the last time I'll let go of your dirty hands."

"Hahaha, girl, are you excited? Are you very excited? You are so young but you are so well-developed, you must have been rubbed by men a lot, right? It's okay, I don't dislike you, we can unlock new postures! We are sure to make you happy, and you still want them if you want them."

Yun Zhu'er was trembling all over by this dirty tone:

"you……!"

Chen Zilu smiled obscenely, and didn't care that hundreds of people were watching. He actually reached out and grabbed Yun Zhuer's plump breasts.

Yun Zhuer finally screamed in fear, quickly reached out to protect her chest, and then scratched Chen Zilu's face with one hand.

This time, she learned Xia Lan's true teachings.

Long Qi suffered a great loss at Xia Lan's hands, let alone Chen Zilu?

Unlike Xia Lan, Xia Lan rarely has long nails, but Yun Zhu'er's fingers not only have long nails, but also have such exaggerated nail art.

Sharp, hard!

Scream!!!

Three long and deep blood marks suddenly appeared on Chen Zilu's face with a wicked smile.

Chen Zilu was stupid.

He quickly took a step back and showed his posture.

"You...you bitch! You actually...!"

Chen Zilu's face suddenly became ferocious. He touched his face and was so irritated by blood that he was going crazy.

He shook his hand hard and slapped him in the face.

How could Yun Zhu'er hide away, but she didn't even shrink for a while, proudly holding her neck, and even touching her rapidly red and swollen cheeks.

"You're finished!"

She only said these three words coldly.

Chen Zilu gritted his teeth and smiled:

"You fucking bitch, am I finished? I'm done? Hahaha, it's just a joke. I want you to know what it means to play! Go to die!"

He stretched out his hand like lightning and slapped him in the face.

Just when his hand was about to be stoked on Yun Zhu'er's face, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Chen Zilu was furious. As soon as he looked up, he saw a young man with a few scratches on his face, looking at him with a smile on his face.

He struggled for a while, but it was like a dragonfly shaking a tree, not moving at all.

"Who the hell are you? Get out of here!"

Although Long Qi smiled, he glanced at Yun Zhuer's swollen cheeks, and an endless murderous intent suddenly rose in his heart.

Yun Zhu'er, who was originally extremely strong, suddenly panicked into his arms in panic and cried in great grievance:

"Brother Xiaoqi!"

Long Qi reached out and hugged Yun Zhuer heavily, and his soft girly figure pushed him on his chest. For the first time, he had no distracting thoughts in his heart:

"Be good, stand aside."

"Um!"

Yun Zhu'er nodded obediently and took two steps back.

Chen Zilu stared at Long Qi with arrogance in his eyes:

"Boy, what the hell are you? Let go, otherwise you will die ugly!"

"How do you die if you die ugly?"

Long Qi gently let go of Chen Zilu's hand and said with a smile:

"You tell me, how can you die? It's ugly?"

Chen Zilu smiled and was about to speak, but a fist flew over like lightning.

"Dog thing, dare to hit brother?"

With this punch, Long Qi did not hit the scum in the nose, but hit his mouth and big teeth.

Chen Zilu is a real practitioner. Compared to Tang Yibing’s Taekwondo Black Belt Nine-Dan, he is not sure how powerful he is, but he doesn’t even have the power to fight back.

If Chen Zilu really set his sights on his feet and Long Qi showed his terrifying strength too much, the two of them could have more than a dozen moves.

But his fate today is destined to be extremely miserable.

Long Qi has no moves at all, it’s just a word fast.

As fast as lightning.

It’s a punch, and a slap in the face.

Clean and neat, extremely fast.

Bang!

puff!

Bang!

puff!

Chen Zilu finally woke up, and suddenly let his feet flash back, instinctively trying to open his defensive posture, but the guy opposite was possessed by a ghost.

He is faster, the other party is faster.

More than ten punches were smashed, and more than twenty slapped in the face, which made the standard-character man stunned.

Chen Zilu was furious:

"Stop! I am..."

"What kind of dog thing are you?"

Long Qi had no intention of stopping, and directly pinched the scumbag's neck, and then turned his hand and started to take turns. A big living person was like a straw in his hand.
To be continued...