The strongest face-slapping system in the city

"Miss Lan!"

Lan Xin was hit suddenly, Wang Lingyu also exclaimed suddenly, and Zhao Wei beside him squinted his eyes, showing displeasure.

At the same time, the box, which was still noisy, became quiet again, and everyone looked over in unison.

How dare someone make trouble at Westbrook's birthday party?
This kid is really getting impatient!
This kid has a good show to watch!

Those present were all rich kids, they were already numb to ordinary stimulation, now suddenly a green head appeared to provoke Westbrook, all of them were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, their eyes lit up.

The young man in the floral shirt held a goblet of red wine in one hand, and stood up with the other in his pocket. He walked up to Chu Bufan, took a sip of the red wine pretentiously, and said:

"Brother, you have such a big temper. You dare to hit someone here. It seems that you really don't take Westbrook and me seriously!"

Seeing the man in the flowered shirt standing out, Lan Xin burst into tears, hugging the arm of the young man in the flowering shirt, crying full of grievances: "Young Master Lin, you must make the decision for me, look at this kid beat me to death."

At this moment, Lan Xin's face was slightly swollen.

Lin Shao, a young man in a floral shirt, patted Lan Xin's arm and smiled slightly:
"Don't worry, even if you don't say anything and dare to make trouble here, do you think there will be good results?"

Seeing Chu Bufan's poor attire, Lin Shao glanced contemptuously, then turned to look at Zhao Wei.

"Wei Shao, I think this kid is just a poor student. It's impossible for him to spend a few million. Why don't we just let him kneel down and beg for mercy, and cut off his own finger!"

Wei Shao put his arms around Lan Xin, and said faintly:

"Today is my birthday, don't make it too bloody!"

"Yes!"

After Lin Shao responded, he looked back at Chu Bufan, who was already holding a shining fruit knife in his hand.

bump!
Throwing the one-foot-long watermelon knife on the table, Lin Shao said arrogantly:
"I've already pleaded for you, and I can only help you so far. You don't need to tell me what to do next, you should know how to do it!"

When Lan Xin saw it, she suddenly smiled.

Boy, let me see how unruly you are!
Wang Lingyu, who was huddled in Zhao Wei's arms, closed her eyes. Although she hated Chu Bufan now, she still didn't dare to watch this bloody scene. She thought to herself: Chu Bufan, don't blame me. There is no way.

Chu Bufan raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Shao, who had a sullen expression on his face, bent down, and picked up the fruit knife.

The people watching the show laughed.

It's just an ant after all!

In front of them, this kind of person has no strength to resist!

Because there is only one result of resistance, and that is to die even worse!
but--

"Want me to cut off my own finger?"

Chu Bufan played with the fruit knife as if admiring an antique, and suddenly he put the fruit knife on Lin Shao's neck.

"Are you worthy!"

Lin Shao was also taken aback by Chu Bufan's actions, shook the wine glass in his hand, and spilled all the wine into Lan Xin's collar.

"You...you...why are you..."

Chu Bufan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and paused every word: "I! Ask! You! Are you worthy!!"

Everyone's mocking expressions suddenly turned into shock!
Is this kid crazy, he dared to put a knife on Young Master Lin's neck!
In my mind, the system prompts:

"Shock value +1!"

"Shock value +1!"

……

Chu Bufan smiled, it feels so cool to pretend!
"I……"

The shocked Lin Shao also wanted to pretend to reply: I deserve it!

But now that the fruit knife is resting on his neck, he can clearly and truly feel the icy cold coming from the fruit knife. Even a hero is afraid of a kitchen knife!
If this kid really loses his mind and cuts down with the knife, then he will be finished.

He is the aloof Young Master Lin, with a wealth of wealth and endless good days waiting for him, if he dies because of this, it would be too bad a deal.

With an embarrassed smile on his face, he gently pushed the fruit knife.

"Brother, if you have something to say, please put down the knife first."

Chu Bufan smiled: "If you tell me to let me go, I'll let you go. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me? Please!"

what!
Everyone was dumbfounded, and asked Lin Shao to beg him!

Lan Xin, who was closest to Young Master Lin, was in a mess. This kid must be crazy!

Young Master Lin moved his mouth a few times, his entire lips were trembling, and the anger in his heart was burning even more violently.

You are dead!

You are dead!

But life-saving is important.

Taking a deep breath, Young Master Lin squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Put down the knife, please!"

Chu Bufan smiled in satisfaction, feeling overwhelmed with joy in his heart, the feeling of slapping the rich second generation in the face is really very refreshing.

"It's almost there."

Who knew that as soon as Chu Bufan put down the knife, Lin Shao kicked Chu Bufan's abdomen like an angry lion.

"Cao Nima, you dare to humiliate me! You are doomed!" Young Master Lin's face was ferocious. Since he was a child, no one has dared to play with him like this. Today is really a great humiliation in his life!
Chu Bufan's eyes turned cold, and he turned sideways quickly, avoiding Lin Shao's kick.

At the same time, in the blink of an eye, he used his strength to push forward. When Lin Shao kicked his body forward and rushed forward, he lifted his leg and kicked Lin Shao's ass, and Lin Shao directly came to eat shit.

In school, Chu Bufan was a good athlete and the main force of the school basketball team. He usually loved sports, so his physical fitness was naturally good.

On the contrary, Lin Shao was addicted to female sex every day, and his body was already empty. When it comes to fighting, he is no match for Chu Bufan.

Getting up from the ground, Young Master Lin's whole body was shaking.

"You...you...you fucking!"

Snapped!
He grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it against the corner of the table. Lin Shao was holding the glass tip.

"Hold him up! I'm going to bleed him today!"

Several young masters who used to follow Lin Shao's lead suddenly surrounded Chu Bufan and held him back.

Chu Bufan glanced at the group of people coldly.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better not intervene, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

Having said that, these young masters are suddenly upset!
What the hell are you, threatening us!
"Young Master Lin! Fuck him! With Young Master Lin's family background, it's okay to kill him!"

With a cold face, Lin Shaoyin walked towards Chu Bufan step by step, but Chu Bufan always had a calm expression on his face.

"Suffer to death!"

Just when Lin Shao held up the glass point and was about to poke Chu Bufan——

"stop!"

The door of the box was kicked open suddenly, and a majestic and rough voice sounded.

"Who the hell is beeping again, believe it or not, I'll stab you too!"

The lights were dim, and Lin Shao didn't see clearly who the person came in for a while, but when he saw the face of the person coming in clearly, his face turned pale with fright, and the beer bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

As if, it was Wu Qingtian who came in.

Wu Qingtian walked in step by step.

"What, you want to do it with me?"

Facing Wu Qingtian, Young Master Lin was so frightened that his legs became weak a long time ago. Who doesn't know that Wu Qingtian eats black and white in Anyang, and angering Wu Qingtian is equivalent to angering a plague god.