Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Eight You Are Mistaken, I'm Not Duan Fei!
"What do you want to do?" Zhang Xiuli's expression immediately changed.
Seeing two bodyguards blocking the door like two huge mountains, Zhang Xiuli quickly looked for Wang Fugui.
Wang Fugui did not disappoint him.
"Get out of my way." A voice sounded, and the two bodyguards were directly moved to the side by Wang Fugui.
The two bodyguards staggered, thinking to themselves how strong this man was.
"Are you okay?"
Wang Fugui looked Zhang Xiuli up and down with a look of concern, fearing that something might happen to her inside.
Zhang Xiuli smiled and said, "I'm fine, let's go!"
With that said, he was about to take Wang Fugui and leave together.
"You are not allowed to leave!" Suddenly, Zhang Junyi shouted loudly.
"You have lost my face and poured water on me, and you just want to walk away? It's not that easy!" Zhang Junyi said gloomily.
"You were the one who misbehaved first." Zhang Xiuli turned around and glared at Zhang Junyi angrily.
"Who saw it? I will sue you for libel."
"you……"
The so-called gangsters acting rogue cannot be explained clearly.
Zhang Xiuli did not expect that Zhang Junyi, the president of a dignified group, would not only refuse to acknowledge the debt but also beat her up. She was so angry that her hands and feet were shaking.
"Has he touched you?" At this time, Wang Fugui suddenly asked.
Zhang Xiuli bit her lower lip tightly and finally nodded.
Wang Fugui's eyes suddenly became sharp, no longer the naive look he had in front of Zhang Xiuli. He strode into the box and walked towards Zhang Junyi.
Zhang Junyi's expression changed, and he looked at the other party's unkind eyes and immediately said: "What do you want to do? What are you all doing so stupidly? Why don't you stop him quickly?"
Upon hearing this, the two bodyguards immediately ran in and piled in front of Wang Fugui.
"Get out of here!" Wang Fugui said every word without any emotion in his eyes.
The two bodyguards suddenly trembled, but they still forced themselves to remain calm.
"Since you won't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude."
After saying that, they quickly punched each other, and the two bodyguards only felt a fist flash in front of their eyes. Before they could react, they were punched hard in the stomach, and they immediately bent down like shrimps.
When Zhang Junyi saw this scene, he knew that he had provoked an evil star, and his two bodyguards could not stop him at all.
In an instant, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He backed down and said, "Brother, there is a misunderstanding!"
The reason why Zhang Junyi is so open to both black and white is that he is definitely not a reckless man. In this situation, he has obviously hit a brick wall and can only temporarily compromise.
Wang Fugui would not let this guy go just because of a misunderstanding. If he dared to touch the person he liked, he would have to pay the price. At least he would have to be beaten first.
"Bah, who is your brother?"
As he said that, he punched Zhang Junyi in the eye.
Zhang Junyi said "Ouch" and immediately turned into a one-eyed giant panda.
But the lesson doesn't end there.
Five minutes later, when Wang Fugui took Zhang Xiuli away, Zhang Junyi had been beaten into a pig's head. He fell to the ground, his face was bruised and purple, and he kept grinning.
The two bodyguards stood aside tremblingly, not knowing what to do.
"You're so damn blind. Why don't you help me up now? I usually brag about how awesome I am, beating ten of them by myself, but now? Damn it, I have to find out this person's details for me. I
I will never let it go like this."
"Yes...yes..."
The two bodyguards answered in unison and rushed to help Zhang Junyi.
Ten minutes later, the red sports car stopped at the entrance of Wang Fugui's community.
"Thank you for today, Fugui!" In the car, Zhang Xiuli turned around and said to Wang Fugui.
"It's hard to say these kind words to me. Aren't we good friends?"
Wang Fugui touched the back of his head with a simple and honest look on his face, as if the murderous, iron-like man that Zhang Xiuli saw before was just an illusion.
"Are they just good friends?" Zhang Xiuli suddenly asked with her eyes shining brightly.
"ah……"
Wang Fugui didn't realize what he meant for a moment.
"Fool!"
Just when Wang Fugui was stunned for a moment, Zhang Xiuli suddenly stretched out her face and kissed Wang Fugui on the face, and a blush quickly appeared on her face.
Wang Fugui was dumbfounded. What did she mean? Could it be that...
"beautiful……"
Wang Fugui only felt that his mouth was dry and his throat was so hoarse that he could not speak.
"Don't think too much. I'm rewarding you for what happened today. It's already getting late. Go back quickly!" Zhang Xiuli said with her cheeks flushed, her heart beating wildly, and she didn't know what she had just done.
So bold.
"oh……"
When Wang Fugui heard this, he suddenly felt a flash of disappointment and could only get out of the car and walk towards the community.
"fool!"
Zhang Xiuli touched her lips with a red face, watched Wang Fugui walk into the community, then started the car and left.
At the end of October, the weather is already a little cool.
At nine o'clock in the evening, when Lin Fan came out of the elite martial arts gym, the moonlight was bright outside and there were not many pedestrians on the street.
Lin Fan was about to drive away, but his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly skipped the car and walked towards an alley next to him.
Lin Fan's steps were not hurried or slow, and there were bursts of 'dah-dah-dah' sounds behind him, like high heels stepping on the ground, but louder and clearer than high heels.
After Lin Fan reached the alley, he suddenly stopped and turned around.
At the same time, the voice behind him suddenly stopped, not too far away from Lin Fan.
This is a man wearing a white kimono, with wooden clogs on his feet, and holding a short sword in his hand. He is estimated to be in his sixties. Standing there, it seems that he is not a person, but a sharp sword!
It was none other than Miyamotozo, the first person in Eastern Kendo.
Lin Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed, staring at every part of the opponent's body, as if there was no weakness in his whole body.
"Who are you, and what do you want to do by following me?" Lin Fan said.
"Are you called Duan Fei?" Miyamoto Zang's tone was calm but full of strength.
Lin Fan frowned and looked the old man up and down. It was obvious that this man was an Oriental.
Are you here to challenge yourself again?
"You admitted it wrong, I am not Duan Fei!"
Lin Fan didn't want to bother. It was already so late. Only a devil wanted to fight with someone. Besides, this person was already old. If he fought with him, wouldn't he be bullying the old man?
Miyamoto Zang sneered, "Do you think you can get away with it this way?"
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Since you know who I am, why do you ask me this?"
"That's because I want to give you a chance to speak. As soon as my sword is unsheathed, you will definitely die." Miyamoto Zang said calmly.