Zhai Gong was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had become the target of others' ridicule.
He turned around and saw that there were six or seven people over there, all about 20 or 30 years old. They were all smiling at this time, but it was hard to tell who was speaking just now. Half of these people were wearing the same sportswear, and the one on the right was wearing the same sportswear.
On the chest is an abstract bird-shaped pattern, which looks like twisted lightning.
Seeing this sign, Zhai Gong knew the origin of these people.
Thunder Falcon Martial Arts School.
A little way further from the bus stop, there is an escalator bridge, which points directly to the newly launched branch under the advertising space of the shopping mall. This group of people probably took advantage of the opening and had just returned from drinking to celebrate.
Ronan and Xue Lei knew a little more information than Zhai Gong, and they had already locked onto the person who had just spoken. The guy's face was slightly red, and he was walking with a slight stagger. He had obviously drank too much. But even so
, and can also recognize that this person has had a relationship with them.
Feng Jiajun, the martial arts coach who once hung out with He Donglou in Haitian Yundu. Since then, he has radiated abnormal hostility towards Xue Lei and Shenyu Gymnasium.
Ronan paid attention to a wider perspective. In addition to this group of people, he also noticed that there was another person who was talking on the phone twenty or thirty meters away. This person and Feng Jiajun and others were originally on the same phone, but they were distracted by the call.
to the back.
That guy is also an acquaintance.
The attention returned to the present. Neither Ronan nor Xue Lei wanted to pay attention to a drunkard like Feng Jiajun. Zhai Gong had an easy-going temperament. He only frowned and said nothing. He even hugged Zhai Weiwu in to prevent this kid from causing trouble.
Come.
It has to be said that Zhai Gong already knew the character of his godson very well. Even if he hugged him in time, Zhai Weiwu still said:
"Who are you?"
Just when Feng Jiajun was drunk, he laughed, took two steps forward, and reached out to touch Zhai Weiwu's head, but was avoided. He made a "cut" sound, pointed his arm at Xue Lei, and said reluctantly: "Coach Xue
, your restaurant can no longer be opened, there is no need to push people into the pit anymore, right?"
Obviously, after Feng Jiajun was drunk, his eyes and ears were only half as good as a bucket of water. He didn't hear the first half of Xue Lei's words at all, which was like bypassing his own martial arts gym.
Zhai Weiwu burst out laughing immediately, and then raised his head to "complain" to Zhai Gong: "The Thunder Falcon and Electric Bird you chose are not very good at all... He himself said that he was cheated!"
When Feng Jiajun could no longer see that Zhai Gong and his son were in the same group as Ronan and Xue Lei, he felt really sick. His face immediately turned cold and he glared at Zhai Weiwu.
The little guy reacted very quickly, and his mouth was even more unforgiving: "This person must be a dog, he can change his face at any time."
Zhai Gong smiled bitterly and put a lot of force on his arm to prevent the boy from tossing him any more.
Xue Lei also laughed, showing off his above-average communicative talent: "Don't talk about coach, my level is still far away. I usually just receive customers, shake hands with people, etc... I met Coach Feng again."
Feng Jiajun's face turned even uglier. Xue Lei's words were undoubtedly alluding to the past incident where he took the initiative to shake hands to explore the bottom of Haitian Yundu and suffered a secret loss, and also mocked him for not being qualified to be a coach.
What made him even more embarrassed was that when Xue Lei was talking, he stretched out his hand as if to "pass over".
Feng Jiajun has sobered up for the most part. At least in terms of strength, he is much weaker than Xue Lei. It has only been a few months now, but his strength is still the same. How can he be willing to embarrass himself in front of his junior brothers and sisters?
After hesitating for a second, Feng Jiajun finally stretched out his hand, but slapped Xue Lei's hand away: "Why are you so anxious! On the day of the winter solstice, I will ask you for help in the battle to clear your name."
It would have been better not to say this. As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp gazes of Ronan and Xue Lei stabbed him in the face at the same time.
The sight of the two people is different.
Xue Lei's eyes were full of divine light, and Feng Jiajun's will was enough to withstand it. But that Ronan obviously wore colored contact lenses, and there was a false luster in his eye sockets, but behind that layer of luster, there was a layer of helplessness
The distorting power of the description made him nervous all of a sudden. He unconsciously took half a step back and put on a defensive posture.
The group of men and women who were traveling with Feng Jiajun were a little confused at first. They didn't know why the senior brother suddenly couldn't stand these people. But Feng Jiajun stood up and anyone with a sharp mind would understand. Immediately, four or five people gathered around him.
Facing these people, Xue Lei was not afraid at all. He took a big step forward and stood in front of Ronan and the Zhai family's father and son. He also had an angry look and refused to give in.
Seeing this scene, Zhai Weiwu got excited, tried hard to free his head from Zhai Gong's arms, and said loudly: "It's none of your business if others go fishing? A dog that bites everywhere will not attract people no matter how long it sticks out its tongue. Still.
Wag your tail more, loser!"
The child's voice was clear and his enunciation was clear. Feng Jiajun's face turned blue on the spot. He also forgot to think about Ronan's eyes. He was drunk and angry, and he burst into laughter and blurted out:
"Shut up you little bastard!"
"Za your mother...uh huh huh!"
Zhai Weiwu wanted to scold him again, but Zhai Gong actually covered his mouth. However, half of what he said was enough to burn out the last bit of Feng Jiajun's sanity. He mumbled a curse and strode forward.
As soon as Feng Jiajun moved, the half-encirclement circle that had been formed naturally shrank. People like Lei Falcon Martial Arts School all had the most basic sense of offense and defense. As soon as they got close, they would naturally take action and seize the initiative.
The melee broke out suddenly...and then ended.
As soon as Feng Jiajun's fist touched Xue Lei's elbow, the companions around him fell to the ground with a crash, without even struggling, and fell into a coma.
Seeing this scene, Feng Jiajun's heart twitched and his strength was slightly confused. Xue Lei wrapped his arms and locked his wrists, pressing down with a huge force like a lion and a tiger, immobilizing half of his body.
Feng Jiajun's face instantly turned a deathly gray color. This time he was even worse than when he was in Haitian Yundu. As soon as he got involved, he was completely defeated. If word got out, his reputation in the industry would be almost finished.
Xue Lei then spoke in his ear: "Why bother with a child?"
While the conversation was still going on, a voice suddenly came: "You two don't have to argue with a bunch of drunkards."
Only then did Xue Lei notice the man behind him, frowning slightly. Behind him, Ronan patted his back. He understood and used a clever hand to push Feng Jiajun back a few steps.
At this time, the person who was behind because he was on the phone finally walked to the bus stop. His face was a little cold, but he was indeed an acquaintance.
Ju Ling, a son of a military family in Xiacheng, and a subordinate of the most prominent "Blood Prison" Tian Bang, had dealt with Ronan and the others in Aurora Cloud City a few days ago. His cousin Ju Maoxun has quite an old relationship with Ronan.
I hate it, but as far as I'm concerned, I'm still quite capable and thoughtful.
When he saw this person, Ronan knew that the rumors about the military power behind Thunder Falcon Martial Arts School were not groundless.