"Yang Fei, do you think I should kill you now, or leave you alive?"
Yang Fei, who was originally drunk, immediately became sharp-eyed.
Xing Jun, who suddenly appeared behind Yang Fei and took the initiative, put his hand on the back of Yang Fei's neck and squeezed it gently. The sharpness all over Yang Fei's body quickly dissipated. He turned around drunkenly and laughed with his tongue hanging out: "
Brave-sama~? What are you talking about~? I don’t understand what I mean~~?”
Mr.
Their expressions changed, and they all left the place of right and wrong as if they were running away.
Yang Fei also wanted to leave, but Xing Jun held his shoulder and sat down again.
"I had my doubts, but you looked very different from the good-for-nothing you were before, so I let you go. Unexpectedly, you gave me a surprise."
Yang Fei apologized with a bitter face: "Don't be serious, brother, the saying that 'the brave man is Xing Jun, the duke is Simon' is all made up by them. How can a villain be compared with you who have a noble status? You can do it.
So let the villain go!"
"Haha, little man?"
Xing Jun glanced at Yang Fei, as if trying to find some clues from his face, but Yang Fei just looked at him with a troubled expression, looking quite aggrieved.
Xing Jun spoke with a firm voice: "You are a smart person. You should know that this is not why I came to you."
Yang Fei showed bitterness on his face and said hurriedly: "It was indeed my fault that day. I shouldn't have beaten up the brave Tang Xian, but I was beaten by you and came back. Should I be clean?"
Xing Jun turned a deaf ear and said with a cold voice: "Say more."
Yang Fei scratched his head and said: "...Then I caused trouble by spreading rumors, saying that you eat chicken without spitting out the bones, that you have smelly feet and don't like to wash your feet, and that you didn't find a wife at the marriageable age because you like masculine styles.
Hang out with the big guys in the group every day..."
Xing Jun's face darkened, and he stroked his chest before suppressing the idea of breaking his neck, and let the white mouse Mia poke her head out.
Yang Fei was startled when he saw Mia and reached out to catch her, but was blocked by Xing Jun.
Mia said calmly: "Yang Fei, don't resist, Xing Jun already knows everything."
Yang Fei's thinking came to a halt. Xing Jun already knew...? What did he know?...
Mia said cruelly: "I have told him everything about you."
Yang Fei opened his mouth slightly, feeling that it was dry without any moisture. A buzzer sounded in his ears, and he asked as if to confirm: "...What do you mean by this? Why did you appear in his arms? Oh, I
I understand, I was too drunk tonight, are you kidding me?"
Xing Jun couldn't help but sneer: "You're done, Yang Fei."
His hand was stuck on Yang Fei's neck, ready to fall at any time like a tiger-headed guillotine. Yang Fei stood up straight against the "guillotine", turned his head and glared at Xing Jun: "If she can betray me today, she will not betray me tomorrow."
I can betray you."
His anger and unwillingness collided with Xing Jun's cruel murderous intention.
The sheep turned around and pointed angrily at Mia: "She is my familiar, and she obeys my command. Do you believe the little tricks I played with her to tease you!?"
Mia frowned and immediately said to Xing Jun: "He wants to alienate us."
Xing Jun nodded indifferently. "I know."
Mia turned to Yang Fei and said, "I am indeed your familiar, but can you use me?"
Yang Fei was furious.
"I, the brave Yang Fei, order the familiar Mia Uzbank to return to me in the name of my master!"
Ding dong! The system prompts that the familiar Mia Uzbank refuses to perform her mission due to insufficient skills.
The white mouse Mia let out a cold snort.
Yang Fei whistled disapprovingly and said to Xing Jun: "We are acting here just to make you believe that she has completely betrayed me. The moment you turn around, she can take off your head!"
"I want to see who of us dies first." Xing Jun laughed ferociously and wanted to break his neck.
More and more people in the banquet hall noticed this, and a short and thin figure hurriedly came to them.
"You can't kill him." Mo Huijun said: "He is now under the Duke's command. You can give him a lesson and teach him not to do anything outrageous."
Xing Jun's face became more sinister, and he couldn't help but said: "Do you know who he is?"
Mo Huijun looked confused. "Simon Uzbank, Assistant to the Affairs Officer, is a disciple who thinks he is a lover."
Xing Jun was stunned when he heard this.
Yang Fei said anxiously: "I am Yang Fei!"
"You are not Yang Fei!" Mo Huijun was quite decisive.
"I know your birthday!"
"You are familiar with Zhen Ming, Xia Li and the others, so it is not difficult to know my birthday blood type."
"I know what's going on with us here on Earth!"
Mo Huijun was surprised, "Then tell me." Is he really Yang Fei?
Yang Fei opened his mouth excitedly and said: "We are on earth..."
He suddenly got stuck...
He wanted to talk about the memories the two shared on Earth, which would best prove that he was Yang Fei himself. But he couldn't remember it for a while...
"Wait! Let me think carefully!..."
Yang Fei said to her anxiously... But as he searched for memories, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Yang Fei was embarrassed to find that there were no special or impressive memories between him and squad leader Mo Huijun.
Mo Huijun was just an impression in his memory, a diligent and enterprising figure, a background that formed his personal memories! Apart from that, the two of them had no friendship and no common memories...
Yang Fei's expression became colder and colder, because he was unwilling to pursue the scenes about Xing Jun. In those scenes, Mo Huijun basically left the country... This shows that Xing Jun and Mo Huijun had an intersection on the earth.
Have "intimate" memories in common.
Yang Fei suddenly panicked. He had always believed that Mo Huijun and he liked each other and were a perfect match. The evil Xing Jun appeared and broke them up. Now he realized that according to the order of first come, first served, Xing Jun should have had an affair with Mo Huijun first.
The love affair was due to Yang Fei's later ruthless attack on Mo Huijun. After Yang Fei left the palace, the two of them got closer and closer. At most, it was just the rekindling of old love.
Yang Fei's face became lonely, and he smiled like a self-deprecater. The top student, class president, student council president, and the little gangster who holds umbrellas for stray cats and dogs on rainy days are indeed standard...
His eyes looking at Mo Huijun also became desolate.
Naturally, Mo Huijun and Xing Jun didn't know what he was thinking.
"You are indeed not Yang Fei." Mo Huijun breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.
Xing Jun was extremely suspicious.
"He is the brave Yang Fei!" Mia in Xing Jun's arms was quite sure.
Mo Huijun was startled by the sudden female voice, but she could not find the invisible white mouse Mia. Seeing no one else around, Xing Jun and Yang Fei did not look surprised at all. They rubbed their temples, thinking that they were too tired and had hallucinations.
Listened.
Xing Jun let go of Yang Fei.
"Simon Uzbank, for the sake of Mo Huijun, I will spare your life today." He pointed at Mo Huijun and said: "This is my woman! If you harass her again, I will have to kill you!"
"Who is your woman!?" Mo Huijun punched Xing Jun in shame.
All this fell into Yang Fei's eyes and he automatically added a filter: a shy and angry arrogant girl, punching her boyfriend's strong chest with a coquettish fist, flirting...
Xing Jun grabbed her arm domineeringly, hugged her shoulders and left.
At the door of the hall, Shirai Sheng, Sun Wu, Qian Yi, Zhao Tian, and Xiao Xin were waiting for him.
Tang Xian, Ding Dong, Xia Li, Congshan, Ren Xiaoyan, and other students such as Zhen Ming also gathered here.
They gathered around Xing Jun, talking and laughing happily, with shining smiles, filled with happiness and fulfillment.
Yang Fei stood here alone, and suddenly felt that the light around him had dimmed.
He just stood here blankly, watching his former classmates and watching them leave. The distance of thirty or forty meters was a world away.
"Hehe, that person is so weird? He keeps staring at us."