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Chapter 84 The surname Wang, who the hell wants to fight you alone (please collect and recommend)

Chapter 84

"It's so scary, how could they do this? Oh my god..." Chen Jie was stunned, and Li Qingzhao beside him even widened his lovely red phoenix eyes, his cherry lips parted slightly, his face full of disbelief.

"It's the young lady of the Li family!" Some sharp-eyed literary youth saw Chen Jie and Li Qingzhao subconsciously shouted.

"...Oh, you guys have such a unique taste. How about it, why do you look like you have stayed in this building for three days and three nights without sleep?" Chen Jie This woman's mouth is absolutely merciless in hurting people.

Seeing Chen Jie and Li Qingzhao, the dejected Zhao Mingcheng felt as if he had been slapped with chicken blood. His spirits lifted, he broke free from the support of the two grandma-level girls, and ran over quickly. "Sister Qingzhao, we have been tricked by someone, that countryman named Wang Yang, I never thought he would be so despicable and shameless..."

"Oh, I didn't expect that you two girls have time to come over for shopping today. How polite is Wang..." Wang Yang, who was standing at the door and looking at these unlucky ghosts with pride, curled his lips and saluted Chen Jie and Li Qingzhao. It is personable and authentic.

"In addition, Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to find Yihonglou through untold hardships, and then put forward all kinds of criticisms, and we Yihonglou also satisfied them one by one. I didn't expect that you would come to Yihonglou in front of so many people. Come on, say I'm playing tricks on you?" Wang Yang had a righteous look on his face, and he took great responsibility for Zhao Mingcheng's immoral behavior.

Zhao Mingcheng, who was about to go mad with anger, pointed at Wang Yang and shouted frantically. "Don't think that if you let us write the IOU, I will be afraid of you. The surname Wang, when I get home, tell my father, you just wait for death!"

Wang Yang tilted his head and looked at Zhao Mingcheng, whose face was frighteningly pale. He shook his head after a while and said with emotion. "Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Zhao, although your body has some hidden diseases, it's not impossible to cure them. These two aunts have already comforted your family. I didn't expect that you would be so frantic because of your hidden diseases. ..."

"Hidden disease?" Chen Jie, the old driver, reacted immediately, and subconsciously glanced at Zhao Mingcheng, tsk-tsk, no wonder this guy usually has a bad temper. Gao, pretending to be lofty, it seems that maybe it is because of this unspoken secret that his temper is so bad.

"What is Brother Jie's hidden illness?" Curious baby, cute and soft girl Li Qingzhao couldn't help asking Chen Jie beside him.

"Wang Yang, today either you die or I die!" Zhao Mingcheng went crazy, howled like a ghost, and was about to rush towards Wang Yang, but was stopped by two guards who had already rushed over.

"Brother Zhao, why do you have to fight so bravely with such a countryman when a good man doesn't take advantage of immediate losses?" the son of Bo, the magistrate of Kaifeng with a frighteningly pale face, came over to persuade him.

"My surname is Wang, just wait, I, Zhao Mingcheng, are at odds with you in this life!" Zhao Mingcheng panted viciously, thinking that he brought his brothers here today to find trouble for the other party, but in the end, he waited for him. The person was severely humiliated, and was forced to sign such an IOU that could be called a loss of power and humiliation of the country.

"So what?" Wang Yang laughed, and stood on the steps with his hands behind his back, his eyes clear, and his tone extremely relaxed.

"Brother Mingcheng, there may be some misunderstanding between you, Mr. Wang is actually a very nice person." Li Qingzhao was really simple, and at this time he stood up and wanted to be a peacemaker.

And very smoothly, he sent Wang Yang, the old driver, a good person card, which really stumped Mr. Wang so much that he couldn't recover for a long time.It was hard to be sure that Li Qingzhao didn't mean to be sarcastic.

Well, this cute and beautiful girl who devotes herself to literature is as innocent as a piece of pure white paper.

After Li Qingzhao stood up and tried to persuade him, Wang Yang just kept laughing, anyway, he was in the upper hand, this cute and soft girl is so cute, and her voice is so sweet.

On the other hand, after those grandma-level girls who had finally taken off their heavy makeup were hijacked, the literary youths who got together and chattered for a long time pushed out representatives to Zhao Mingcheng's ear and whispered.

Zhao Mingcheng glanced at the prince, even if there were all kinds of humiliation and unwillingness in his heart, he felt at this moment that perhaps this was the best way to defeat Wang Yang with what he was best at, not only to vent his anger , and can also prove to Li Qingzhao that a literary youth like herself is the target of admiration and admiration, and help her establish a correct view of love and values.

"My surname is Wang, I will admit defeat today, but do you dare to have a fair fight with us?" Zhao Mingcheng took a deep breath, raised his head, like an unyielding fighter, his eyes were firm and his expression was firm. resolutely.

"Ouch?" Wang Yang's eyes lit up immediately, Nima, what Wang Daguan likes most is to fight others one-on-one. "Okay, my favorite thing to do, Mr. Wang, is to beat each other up in public. You can hear those officials over there clearly. This young man wants to fight me alone. .”

Seeing Wang Yang eager to try, pulling up his clothes and rolling up his sleeves as if ready to make a move, Zhao Mingcheng was confused, what the hell is this?

"Hey, Wang, who the hell is going to fight alone with you." Zhao Mingcheng subconsciously took two steps back and shouted. Zhao Mingcheng still has psychological shadows from Nima's two heart-to-hearts last time.

"Don't you guys want to go up together? That's fine. To deal with you literary youths, one Wang is enough." Wang Yang looked at these angry literary youths in amazement, rolled his eyes, and stood proudly.

"...I want to compete with you, so I won't be that kind of country man who only knows how to fight, a local hooligan." Zhao Mingcheng and others stared at Wang Yang, a strong and strong Yi, with black lines on their faces. A super thug of the Honglou Honghua double stick level.

"Yes, we want to compete with you, how about it, do you have the guts?" The prince over there also woke up his neck, and put on a very heroic posture.

"Wenbi... just you guys?" Wang Yang squinted his eyes, looking at this literary youth who had just been molested by a group of granny-level girls in the private room, and panicked like a group of frightened rabbits.

"This is a way, Mr. Wang, don't you dare?" The woman Chen Jie's eyes lit up, and she walked over with a smile. "If Mr. Wang is willing, Chen can open a market for the Wendou between you."

Wang Yang's eyes lit up immediately, and he turned his head to look at the woman in charge of Jubaozhuang. "I don't know this handicap, how are you going to open, Mrs. Chen?"

"My lord, didn't you just win tens of thousands of guan from our Jubaozhuang just now? You and these people made the same bet, betting on my Jubaozhuang, the winner of the Wendou, the bet will be all yours, how about it?" Chen Jie said with a smile Said.

"It's not all Wang's, but, are they poor and rich?" Wang Yang was very interested, but when his eyes fell on these literary youths, he couldn't help curling his lips.

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　Thanks to the book friends who came out of the prison tiger, the broom Xingjun for their reward and support, and everyone’s recommendations and collections. Book friends who like Wang Dacai remember to collect this book and vote for it.

　　
　
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