Zhou Fan was so cruel that he beat Yun Jian until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He must have gone crazy and forgot that he knew martial arts. The punches were so fierce that Yun Jian couldn't bear it after a few hits and cried.
Father calls mother, and those present are all young masters with status and status. They usually show off their evil deeds, and this kind of scene is no stranger to them.
However, no one dared to come up to break up the fight, let alone anyone who dared to come up to stop it. The Prime Minister's fierceness made everyone dumbfounded. This strength seemed to beat Yun Jian to death, punch after punch, fierce and cruel.
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When Yun Jian received the first punch, he cursed loudly. When he saw the person coming, he was punched again. Knowing that it was Zhou Fan, he did not dare to act arrogantly. How could he dare to act arrogantly with someone that even Elder Yun was afraid of?
He beat him repeatedly and begged for mercy. Zhou Fan seemed to be deliberately punching him in the face with one punch after another.
The young masters present looked at each other in confusion, and it took Xiao Han a while to react. He rushed forward and grabbed Zhou Fan, "Zhou Fan, Zhou Fan, that's enough, that's enough. Do you want to beat him to death?"
Yun Jian had been beaten to the point where he collapsed on the ground. Zhou Fan's muscles were tense, and his clenched fists seemed to have infinite explosive power. His eyes were scarlet, and he glared at Yun Jian as if he wanted to devour him. Zhou Fan threw Xiao Han away.
, grabbed Yun Jian's collar, lifted him up from the ground, and asked Feng Pinglangjing, "Master Yun, tell me what you just said again?"
Yun Jian's face was horrible, with bruises and bruises, and blood flowing from his mouth. He was seriously injured, and his consciousness had already fallen into a semi-conscious state. Xiao Han saw that he was so fierce that he would not give up until he was beaten to death, and he broke out in a cold sweat. This time, he was in a cold sweat.
It's time to make the city full of trouble.
Zhou Fan snorted coldly, threw him out, twisted his fist, moved his joints, and said with a cold look, "What did he say just now?"
The voice was as cold as winter. The young masters of each family huddled together, trying to reduce their presence, shaking their heads very knowingly, and saying in unison, "I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it!"
The Prime Minister seemed like he couldn't get enough of beating him, and no one wanted to be beaten, so Zhou Fan pursed his lips and walked away.
Xiao Han wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and followed him. The movement on the second floor had already alerted the shopkeeper. There was a large number of people watching the excitement standing at the door. Because Zhou Fan and the others were of high status, they couldn't afford to offend them, so they could only keep silent.
The Prime Minister walked out aggressively and gave way to a path.
As soon as Xiao Han closed his eyes, it was over. Within half a day, the whole Huadu would be in a state of shock.
He really never thought that Zhou Fan would look like this when he gets angry. The most primitive and barbaric solution for men is the law of fists!
"Zhou Fan, why did you get so crazy just now?" Xiao Han couldn't help but ask after leaving the inn.
Zhou Fan had a frozen face and said nothing. God knows what kind of madness he had gone out of. He just felt that after listening to those obscene words, his anger kept rising, and he could not control his fists.
"Yun Jian didn't say anything too extreme. Why are you so angry?" Xiao Han was really confused. Zhou Fan was the kind of calm and calm person who was immovable. There were very few things that could affect his emotions and he was always indifferent.
He looked distant and couldn't understand why he was so angry today.
"Didn't you say anything outrageous?" Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes and said unbearably: "Shut up!"
Xiao Han suddenly realized, "You think what he said is disrespectful to the little master. I mean Zhou Fan, haven't you always hated her? Besides, Yun Jian likes the little master. We are all men. His thoughts are normal. You
Why are you angry?"
As soon as Xiao Han finished speaking, he felt the air around him suddenly drop like winter. A trace of cold murderous aura shot out from Zhou Fan's body, and he swung his fist with a cry. Xiao Han was startled and quickly avoided it, his eyes were as wide as gongs.
"Shut up!" Zhou Fan had a sinister look on his face, as well as a sense of shame and anger at being exposed. Xiao Han was stunned. Who can tell him what is going on?
Zhou Fan took a deep breath and walked away quickly, ignoring the stunned man.
Xiao Han looked at his cold back, stroked his chin, and recounted the matter from beginning to end. His eyes widened again and turned into a sinister smile, "If you don't guess, you won't know. If you guess, you will be shocked... My great Prime Minister, Are you too good at pretending?"
The sunshine in autumn is very bright. This is a kind of wind that is not scorching but very warm and refreshing. It blows slowly, making the leaves rustle. It is quiet and peaceful. Xiaobai lies on the lounge chair and sleeps peacefully under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. A breeze After blowing, the sweet-scented osmanthus fluttered and fell, and a few small flowers fell on Xiaobai's temples. They were small and cute. Because of the distance, the faint fragrance became richer. There was a quiet smile on the little queen's lips, as if she was doing something. What a sweet dream.
As soon as autumn comes, Xiaobai likes to take an afternoon break under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. This is a habit he has developed over the years. Qingqing sits quietly reading a book not far away. One of him and Qingfeng will always stay within five meters of her.
Qiu'er is almost eight years old this year. The little guy is very energetic, his body is still small, and he is very cute. He has been left out for too long. He also knows that Xiaobai is about to wake up, so he jumps a few times and jumps on the little boy. Bai's lower abdomen bounced vigorously a few times.
Xiaobai's eyelids twitched, but without raising his head, he reached out to pick up its ears and threw it out mercilessly. The ball howled a few times, protesting the owner's ruthlessness. Xiaobai opened his eyes lazily and said something delicate. She yawned, and the ball returned to her automatically. Xiaobai stroked its snow-white fur, comforting it better than nothing, "It's so good!"
Qiu'er screamed and stared at her innocently with a pair of pink eyes. Xiaobai smiled charmingly, "If I stare again, I'll throw you away!"
Qiu'er immediately became obedient.
Qing Qing waved and asked the palace maids to come up with scented tea. Xiao Bai took a sip and enjoyed the day very much.
Qingfeng entered Fengyi Hall with a proud look on his face and raised his eyebrows ruthlessly. Xiaobai lay lazily, picking up the memorial and reading it casually, and asked casually, "Qingfeng, have you fallen in love with any young master outside?"
Qingqing rolled her eyes, the little queen's tone seemed like she wished Qingfeng could get rid of him quickly, and she sounded like she deserved a beating.
"Your Majesty, I have exciting news for you!"
Xiaobai raised his eyes, "Has Shengtian attacked the daughter country?"
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The breeze was suffocating for a moment, but he still smiled, "It's more exciting than this!"
"tell me the story!"
"Our great Prime Minister had a fight with Elder Yun's eldest son in a restaurant!" Qingfeng threw a bomb easily.
The maids on all sides exclaimed. This news seemed to have grown wings. It spread throughout Huadu in less than an hour and a half. It was the most worth discussing rumor in recent years.
Wuqingqing raised his head in surprise. The memorial in Xiaobai's hand trembled and he murmured to himself, "It's really inspiring."
She suddenly became interested and asked excitedly: "How is it? He was beaten to death?"
