Douluo blood duke

Chapter 149 Powerful
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When Zhang Heng said this frivolous and teasing sentence, the other five Shrek Seven Monsters sitting beside the table gasped, and they stared at Zhu Zhuqing with wide eyes.

I saw Zhu Zhuqing lowering her head abnormally, a bit of blush crept up on her cheeks that could be broken like tofu, she played with her fingers, like a child who did something wrong, she didn't dare to look directly Eyes of father or mother.

Tang San glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and saw that she was not angry at all, he turned to look behind him, the blond boy who was still sitting on the stool, if it was normal, this irritable white tiger would have rushed out and said The person who said such words was torn to pieces, but now he can still sit firmly on the chair.

A trace of confusion appeared in Tang San's eyes, but although he didn't know the relationship between this guy in front of him and Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, as the leader of the team, he couldn't just sit idly by, so he took two steps forward .

"Here, son, what is your relationship with Zhuqing?"

When a very flat voice without dissatisfaction or gunpowder came out of Tang San's mouth, Tang San's heart froze, his pupils widened a little.

"Myself, I obviously don't want to say that."

He secretly said in his heart, and looked at the handsome nobleman in front of him again with a smile on his face. In his eyes, the smile grew longer and longer, and finally turned into a terrifying mockery.

Zhang Heng looked at the young man who only reached his chest in front of him, looked at the pair of lavender eyes that were gradually losing their light, coughed a few times, and pulled him out of the environment formed by his unconscious momentum. I know who the boy is, but the guy who can sit with my sister is probably her friend.

In Tang San's field of vision, the surrounding environment was spinning, everything was torn apart by powerful force, the tabletop was covered with mesh cracks, a black scar like a wound appeared on the wall, and it was still expanding, the ground under his feet was constantly shaking, He was a little unsteady on his feet, and just when he was about to fall, two soft coughs came into his ears.

Everything around him returned to its original state as if time had flown back. He felt the weight of his body, and took a few steps back. The huge pressure on his mind just turned into drops of cold sweat and squeezed out of his forehead. He looked at Zhang Heng in horror, his eyes were like It was like seeing a ghost.

"Yo, not bad."

Zhang Heng and Tang San looked at each other, sighing secretly in his heart that his sister had indeed found a few reliable partners, since he could break free from the illusion created by his aura so quickly and easily, it was enough to gain his approval.

But it's just a simple acknowledgment.

After admiring a few glances, he turned his eyes back to Zhu Zhuqing, but at some point, Zhu Zhuqing had already arrived at his side, and when he saw him turn his head, he still lowered his head, bowed slightly, and whispered: "Heng elder brother."

Seeing her dodging eyes through her slender eyelashes, Zhang Heng smiled and stretched out his hand in his trouser pocket, raised it, made a fist, and popped out his index finger.

"Ah."

The girl snorted softly, covered her attacked head, and raised her head to look at Zhang Heng with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, the smile on Zhang Heng's face was gone, and he put on a serious face.

"You girl, do you know that you left without saying goodbye, how long I've been looking for you, and how many times my godmother cried in front of me, blaming me for not taking good care of you, it's all because of you, now I even I dare not pass by the door, afraid that my godmother will nag me in front of me again, do you think you are wrong?"

Without waiting for the girl to answer, Zhang Heng continued.

"Also, you haven't been able to write a letter for so many years. You are really bold. If I had some tricks, I'm afraid that if you died in that ravine, I would have nowhere to find you. Do you think you should beat."

As he said that, Zhang Heng raised his hand again, intending to give the girl another trick, but he didn't really execute it.

Because Zhu Zhuqing with a terrified face had already raised his hands to wrap the fist above her head.

"Don't, Brother Heng, I was wrong."

The girl whispered, aggrieved and begging for mercy.

"you"

Zhang Heng sullenly wanted to say reproachful words, but seeing the girl's eyes full of tears, he sighed, broke away from the girl's hand, stroked her head, and said gently.

"Okay, don't cry, didn't I tell you before, if your sister bullies you, you will come to me, I will support you, now it's all right, you, don't talk, find a chance to go home and watch it when you have time Look, godmother misses you a lot."

"Uh-huh."

Zhu Zhuqing was like a well-behaved kitten, sniffling and nodding his head constantly.

After a few minutes.

"What, it turns out that this big brother is your god-brother. I thought I met some bad guy."

"Yeah, Zhuqing, you don't speak clearly."

Looking at the chattering boys and girls, Zhang Heng raised his left hand and pressed it on his right chest in a very graceful manner, bowed slightly and said: "For so many years, thank you for taking care of your sister, although I am not related to Zhuqing. However, I have always treated her as my own sister, so if you have any troubles in the future, you can feel free to contact me, and I will try my best to help."

"You're welcome, this one, Brother Zhang Heng, right? We are friends with Zhuqing, so we can't say take care of him, so don't be so polite."

Ning Rongrong, who looked lovely and noble with pink hair and a princess dress, said hurriedly.

Zhang Heng glanced at her, chuckled a few times, turned his head to look aside, Zhu Zhuqing turned his face away, and asked aloud.

"Why, why don't you introduce your friends to my brother?"

Zhu Zhuqing pursed his lower lip, pointed at Ning Rongrong and said, "She is the young master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong."

"She is Xiao Wu."

"He is Oscar, he is Ma Hongjun, he is Tang San, he..."

Listening to Zhu Zhuqing's simple introduction, Zhang Heng's eyes moved along her fingers until she pointed to a blond boy with his head down, but Zhu Zhuqing stopped, which made her a little puzzled.

"he is?"

Zhang Heng looked at that, with a head of dazzling blond hair, but his head was lowered, his eyes dodged. Looking at the outline of this boy, he felt a little familiar. He seemed to know such a person in his memory, but he couldn't remember it. After thinking for three seconds , he still remembered who he was.

Zhang Heng's memory is very personal and distinctive, only those who are close to him can be remembered by him, while other people, even those who hang around in front of him endlessly, he will forget in a blink of an eye.

"But what about the familiarity with this guy?"

He frowned in confusion, looked at Zhu Zhuqing, and wanted her to answer this question.

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a while, then said in a low voice: "He is Dai Mubai."

"Dai Mubai!"

Zhang Heng repeated the name, and it was only after Zhu Zhuqing nodded that a memory emerged from his mind.

That was when he was about ten years old.

On a cloudy noon, Davis broke into his office. He wanted to reprimand Davis, why he came here instead of going to training, but Davis spoke first.

"Zhang Heng, are we friends?"

"Yes."

"Then do me a favor."

"What busy."

"Help me get a guy out of training camp."

"Wes, you know that although I am the manager of the training camp, the people who can enter the training camp are selected talents. If people are kicked out for no reason, it will not be good for my reputation."

"You guys still care about fame."

"Hahaha, you really don't give me any face, then well, who, you have to say a name."

"Dai Mubai."

"Dai Mubai! All right."

After that conversation, Zhang Heng called the person in charge of the training and asked him to focus on the name before forgetting about him, but he never expected to see this person here.

His complexion started to become a little surprised, but thinking that Zhu Zhuqing ran away because of this guy, his complexion changed and became a little gloomy.

"Yes, I am Dai Mubai."

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, raised his head, his eyes showed tenacious and unyielding eyes, as if he had made up his mind, he stood up while staring at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng raised his head and looked up and down this good-looking guy, who was even a bit flirtatious.

With just one glance, Zhang Heng was sure that this kid was not a good person, because he saw the shadow of himself in this guy.

It was a period of unrestrained life after the first experience.

Although it's not a good thing, and it's even a bit shameful to think about it now, Zhang Heng will reminisce from time to time, those wonderful times before being disturbed by Mia, but this does not mean that he can accept that others are like him, especially This guy has the potential to be his brother-in-law.

"Hey, this is not a little flower in the greenhouse. Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude just now, but you can't blame me. After all, Your Highness hid too far away just now, and I didn't even notice you."

Although Zhang Heng apologized to Dai Mubai in his words, anyone could hear the undisguised contempt and superficial malice.

"you"

Dai Mubai's eyes were wide open, his fists were clenched tightly, the original loose robe was bulging by his swollen muscles, he stared fixedly at Zhang Heng's disdainful face, his fists kept making crackling noises.

"Zhang Heng, there is something that has been on my mind for a long time."

He let out a low growl at Zhang Heng lost his composure, and punched him in the face.

His punch was too decisive, and the wind of the fist roared. Before everyone reacted and showed surprise, he was already half a meter in front of Zhang Heng.

However, after entering twenty centimeters, he couldn't advance even one millimeter.

The always slender jade hand caught his fist, it was Qian Yunzhi who came with Zhang Heng.

Killing intent flashed in Qian Yunzhi's eyes, and when she was about to fight back, Zhang Heng held down her shoulder, pulled her hand back and put down her hand, watching Dai Mubai, whose muscles were slack and lowered his fist, his eyes were still crazy, calm asked.

"What's the matter, let's hear it."

"At the beginning, why did you target me like this?"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, like a beast caught in a trap with nowhere to go, breathing heavily, his eyes filled with blood, he shouted at Zhang Heng.

Facing his anger, Zhang Heng shrugged and replied relaxedly.

"It's very simple, because you are not strong enough."

(End of this chapter)