Master of the Stars

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Zhai Gong was stunned for a while before realizing that he had become the target of satire by others.

He turned his head to see that there were six or seven people over there, all about 20 or 30 years old, and they were all smiling at this time, but they could not see who had just spoken. Half of these people wore sportswear of the same standard, with an abstract bird-shaped pattern on their right chest, which looked like twisted lightning.

Seeing this sign, Zhai Gong knew the origin of these people.

Lei Fang Wuguan.

From the bus station and on the way to the front, there is an escalator flyover, pointing directly to the newly launched branch under the mall's advertising space. This group of people wanted to take advantage of the opening of business, just drinking to celebrate their return.

Luo Nan and Xue Lei have a little more information than Zhai Gong knows. They have locked the person who just spoke. The guy's face was slightly red, and he walked slightly staggered, obviously drinking too much. But even so, you can recognize that this person has had a relationship with them.

Feng Jiajun, the martial arts coach who once mixed with He Donglou in Haitianyun. Since then, abnormal hostility has been radiated against Xue Lei and Shenyu Daoguan.

Luo Nan paid more attention to the perspective. In addition to this group of people, he also noticed that another person was making a phone call 20 to 30 meters apart. This person and Feng Jiajun and others were originally dialed, but only after distracted conversation did they fall behind.

That guy is also an acquaintance.

Turning his attention back to his eyes, Luo Nan and Xue Lei were reluctant to take care of the drunkard like Feng Jiajun; Zhai Gong was easy-going, only frowned, and did not speak. He also drew Zhai Weiwu inside to avoid this kid from getting into trouble. Come.

I have to say that Zhai Gong has a very good understanding of the character of his own son. Even if he hugs him in time, Zhai Weiwu still speaks out:

"Who are you!"

Feng Jiajun smiled when he was on the top of his drink, and he stepped forward two more steps to reach Zhai Weiwu's head, but he was avoided. He "cut" and pointed his arm at Xue Lei, not reluctantly: "Coach Xue, your restaurant can no longer be opened, there is no need to push people into the pit, right?"

Obviously, Feng Jiajun's drunkenness is only half a barrel of water. He didn't even hear Xue Lei's first half of the speech, it was equivalent to circling his own martial arts hall.

Zhai Weiwu laughed out loud at the moment, and then raised his head to "blame" Zhai Gong: "You choose right or left. What kind of thunder falcon bird is not good ... He himself said it was a pit!"

Feng Jiajun could no longer see that Zhai Gong's father and son were together with Luo Nan and Xue Lei, and his brain was really awkward. His face shivered immediately, and he glanced at Zhai Weiwu.

The little guy responded very quickly, and his mouth was even less forgiving: "This man must be a dog, and if he turns over, he turns over."

Zhai Gong smiled bitterly and put his arms around his arm to stop the boy from tossing.

Xue Lei also laughed, and took out the communication talent above the standard: "Not to mention the coach, my level is still far away. Usually it is to receive customers, shake hands with people and so on ... and met Coach Feng."

Feng Jiajun's face became more ugly. Xue Lei's remarks undoubtedly implied that he took the initiative to shake hands in Haitianyun, and also ate the old things of secret losses, and also satirized that he was not qualified to be a coach.

What made him more embarrassed was that when Xue Lei was talking, he reached out his hand by the way, and he wanted to "pass" the posture.

Feng Jiajun's wine has been awake for the most part, at least in terms of strength, he is weaker than Xue Lei. Only a month has passed since now, the strength is still that strength, how can he be ashamed in front of his younger brother and sister?

After hesitating for a second, Feng Jiajun finally reached out his hand, but snapped Xue Lei's hand away: "What anxious! On the day of the winter solstice, the battle of the right to the name, I will ask for advice."

It's okay not to say this, the words fall, and Luo Nan and Xue Lei's sharp eyes stab him in the face at the same time.

The two have different eyes.

Xue Lei's eyes are full of energy and blood, and Feng Jiajun's will is enough to resist. But that Luo Nan, obviously with a beautiful lens, had false luster in his eye sockets, but after that luster, there was an indescribable twisting force that made him tense at once, and he took a step back unconsciously. A defensive posture was placed.

The group of men and women who walked with Feng Jiajun were a bit ignorant at first. I do n’t know why Brother Si suddenly did n’t get used to these people. But Feng Jiajun stood up, and those with brains would understand that there were four or five people around him.

Facing these people, Xue Leisi was not afraid, and took a big step forward, blocking Luo Nan and Zhai's father and son.

Seeing this scene, Zhai Weiwu was excited and tried hard to get a head out of Zhai Gong's arms, shouting: "Other people are fishing for your farts? Dogs biting everywhere, their tongues spit out long, and they won't invite others to see. Shake your tail more, loser! "

The child's voice was clear and the words spoke clearly. On the spot, Feng Jiajun's face was pierced green. He also forgot to think about Luo Nan's eyes again.

"Little **** shut up!"

"Mischief ... Uh-huh!"

Zhai Weiwu would scold it again, but Zhai Gong really covered his mouth. However, half of his words were enough to allow Feng Jiajun to burn out the last point of reason, and he scolded vaguely in his mouth and strode forward.

As soon as Feng Jiajun moved, the already formed half-circle naturally shrank. These people at Lei Fang Wuguan have the minimum offensive and defensive awareness. If they are close to each other, they will naturally have to do it and seize the initiative.

The melee suddenly broke out ... and then ended.

Feng Jiajun's fist had just touched Xue Lei's elbow. The companions around him fell to the ground, and even without struggling, they fell into a faint.

Witnessing this scene, Feng Jiajun's heart fluttered and his energy was slightly chaotic. Xue Lei was wrapped around his arms and locked his wrists.

Feng Jiajun's face instantly turned into a dead grey color, which was even worse than Hai Tianyun's, and he had just lost his hands. If it spreads, his reputation in the industry is almost over.

Xue Lei said in his ear: "What do you care about with a child?"

There was a lot of talk here, and suddenly someone heard the voice: "The two don't have to worry about a group of drunks."

Xue Lei only then found the man behind him, frowning slightly. Luo Nan photographed his back behind him. He realized that, with a clever hand, he pushed Feng Jiajun back a few steps.

At this time, the person who was behind the phone call finally came to the bus platform. His face is slightly cold, but it is indeed an acquaintance.

Ju Ling, a child of Xiacheng's military family, is currently the most prominent "blood prison" of Tian Bang, and had dealt with Luo Nan in the Aurora Yundu a few days ago. His cousin Ju Maoxun had quite an old complaint with Luo Nan, but as far as I am concerned, he still has strength and ideas.

Seeing this man, Luo Nan knew that there were rumors of military forces behind the Lei Falcon martial arts hall, not groundless.

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