The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Yiru finally realized that she had just eaten a stomach full of ashes, and just a few seconds ago, she seemed to be ready to get angry.

However, even if you come back to your senses.At this moment, looking into the eyes of this man, Zhang Yiru found that not only did she lose her anger, but even her heartbeat started to speed up uncontrollably.

This kind of nervousness mixed with a bit of shyness is rarely seen by Zhang Yiru in the past 20 years.

She blinked her eyelashes, and blinked again, as if confirming something.

Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to spend time with this woman, so she stood up and was about to leave, but the other party sensed his intention, immediately stood up from the ground, and quickly said: "You are not allowed to leave."

Zhang Yiru's words almost blurted out.

There is only Zhang Yiru in the Zhang family's generation. She is pampered by her elders on weekdays, and she develops an arrogant and domineering temperament over time. She habitually talks to other men in such an orderly tone. .

Hearing her words, Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes and said with a slight sarcasm: "It seems to be ashes on the ground, haven't you eaten enough?"

Zhang Yiru's expression changed: "You!"

Fu Zhenhong withdrew her gaze, not planning to pay any more attention to this fiery young lady.

However, the other party was obviously not prepared to let him go.

One second before Fu Zhenhong turned around, Zhang Yiru, who was afraid that Fu Zhenhong would leave just like that, was in a hurry, and didn't care about other things, so he waved his hand and threw the whip at Fu Zhenhong again, wanting to use the whip Wrapped around Fu Zhenhong's waist.

But this time, she still failed.Fu Zhenhong grasped the whip nimbly, and then pulled it towards her, but in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yiru was brought to him by inertia.

Because of their height, Zhang Yiru had to raise his head to meet Fu Zhenhong's eyes, "You..."

As soon as Zhang Yiru uttered a word, she was affected by Fu Zhenhong's actions and lost her words.

Fu Zhenhong held Zhang Yiru's long whip with one hand, and pinched Zhang Yiru's chin with the other.Fu Zhenhong's body temperature was relatively lower than that of ordinary people.

At this moment, he pinched the opponent's chin with a little force, and his originally casual eyes became a little cold.An invisible sense of oppression radiated from his body, directly attacking Zhang Yiru, making Zhang Yiru almost out of breath.

Not only that, but the part of her chin that was pinched by the opponent's hand gave her a tingling feeling as if her bones were crushed.

She couldn't help shivering from the pain, and even her face twisted.

It was also at this time that Zhang Yiru finally realized belatedly that he had hit an iron nail this time.The masked man in front of her was not someone she could manipulate or provoke at will.

Fu Zhenhong lowered her eyes, staring at her with dark eyes.The thick and long eyelashes revealed a shadow under his eyelids, adding a bit of indiscernibility to his ink-like pupils.

At this time, he looked at Zhang Yiru with cold eyes, but his tone of voice was very gentle, and he asked Zhang Yiru's unfinished words: "What are you?"

At the same time as the words fell, the strength in his hands increased a bit.

Obviously, this action of pinching his chin was somewhat ambiguous, but Zhang Yiru only felt pain and cold.

Fearing that if the man continued to use force, his jaw might be broken, Zhang Yiru hurriedly said: "I was wrong!"

Fu Zhenhong asked again: "Is it really wrong?"

Because her jaw was locked, Zhang Yiru could only keep blinking: "Really!" she emphasized.

At this time, more than a dozen armed guards pulled away from the crowd of onlookers. After running over quickly, they surrounded Fu Zhenhong in a siege.

"Let go of my lady!" The leading man said loudly, staring at Fu Zhenhong warily.

Seeing this, Zhang Yiru couldn't help cursing inwardly, these bastards with no eyesight!Saying such things at this time, do you think she has a long life?

Fu Zhenhong glanced at the guards surrounding him, and finally fixed his gaze on the face of the talking guard, and said with interest: "If I don't let you go, what can you do to me?" exert force.

Now Zhang Yiru cried out in pain.

Seeing this, the guard immediately became more nervous. If he hadn't been rational, he almost drew his sword and rushed forward.

Fu Zhenhong saw that he was so worried, it didn't seem like it was out of a simple guard's protection of the master, but it was more about caring about the person he liked.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhenhong glanced thoughtfully at the young lady of the Zhang family.

Zhang Yiru immediately said: "Piao...beautiful young master, I was really wrong." After saying that, she glanced at the leading guard again from the corner of her eye: "You all step back."

The leader outdoor hesitated, and was about to say something, when an old but energetic voice sounded, "Nie Yi!"

The master of the Zhang family held a scarlet dove staff and walked over under the eyes of everyone.He scolded Zhang Yiru, but his eyes were fixed on Fu Zhenhong, there was an obvious warning and a hint of threat in his eyes.

"Young master, if you have anything to say, please speak carefully."

His tone towards Fu Zhenhong was quite polite, but what was contained in his eyes was the meaning that if Fu Zhenhong didn't let go, he would suffer a lot.

Fu Zhenhong squinted her eyes.

It is rare for someone to look at him like this.

Fu Zhenhong was used to being in the leading position no matter what the situation was.Apart from the role he needs to play, his personality is a bit cold and strong, he takes soft but not tough, and hates threats from others.

Fu Zhenhong originally planned to let go, but now she suddenly changed her mind.Not only did he not let go, but he exerted force again.

Then, accompanied by the sound of the bones being crushed, Zhang Yiru screamed in pain, and almost passed out after rolling her eyes.

The face of the master of the Zhang family changed instantly, and the guards also drew their long swords and pointed them at Fu Zhenhong.

The master of the Zhang family gave an order: "Take him down!"

However, as soon as Master Zhang's words fell, he was stopped by another voice: "Wait!"

Xie Linge quickly walked over, stood beside Fu Zhenhong, glanced sharply at the guard who was facing Fu Zhenhong with his sword drawn, and said in a cold voice: "I see who dares to touch him!"

The master of the Zhang family frowned, looked at Xie Lingge who was confronting the guards, and said angrily, "Zi Yi, what are you doing!"

Xie Linge said: "Then what are these people doing with their swords drawn?"

Master Zhang said: "This man hurt my granddaughter!"

Xie Linge: "Zhang Yiru has a stubborn temperament, if she didn't provoke her first, how could she be like this."

"It's just reaping the fruit."

The master of the Zhang family glared at Xie Linge: "Are you going to fight me because of an outsider?"

Xie Linge replied: "What outsider, he is my old friend."

After finishing the words, he said again: "Besides, my Xie family and your Zhang family are only related by collateral. If it weren't for the deceased grandfather who still had some friendship with you, Ziyi wouldn't bother to come here today!"

The old man of the Zhang family was so angry that his beard was raised: "Ruru and you also grew up together, and you just watch her suffer like this?"

Xie Linge sneered: "Are you hurt?" He said: "I think you are still really stupid. You have held power for a long time, and you habitually threaten and warn with your eyes."

When Master Zhang heard this, he frowned even tighter, "What do you mean by that!"

"Don't you understand?" Xie Linge said while glancing at the pale Zhang Yiru: "If you didn't intervene suddenly, your precious granddaughter wouldn't have to suffer from broken bones."

Fu Zhenhong, who had never spoken all this time, was a little surprised when she heard what Xie Lingge said, and glanced at the man beside her.

He didn't expect that Xie Lingge, who didn't have much contact with him, could see things clearly, and even analyzed the reason accurately.

The master of the Zhang family pointed at Xie Lingge: "Ziyi, are you going to openly oppose me! If your grandmother knew about it, she would definitely..."

Before the master of the Zhang family finished speaking, Xie Lingge interrupted him directly, "Don't mention my grandmother!"

He secretly scolded the Zhang family's master in his heart, this old thing that relies on the old to sell the old!

The master of the Zhang family choked, and he glanced at the man in white who had not spoken. Since the man was wearing a mask, he couldn't see the other's expression at the moment.

He withdrew his gaze, and turned to look at Xie Lingge who was protecting the man in white: "The other party may not appreciate you defending this man like this."

Xie Linge said: "I won't bother you to worry about that."

The master of the Zhang family wanted to say something more, but another cold voice came from behind him, "Mr. Zhang."

Hearing this voice, the master of the Zhang family seemed to have encountered a savior, turned his head to look at the man walking towards this side, and said, "Ah Yan, you have always understood the rules and respect the elders the most. Yila go."

When Xie Linge heard this, he immediately looked at Lou Yan: "I think the eldest son of the Lou family will not allow his savior to be pointed at with a sword."

His gaze was fixed on Lou Yan, but these words were obviously addressed to the master of the Zhang family.

The master of the Zhang family was taken aback: "Savior?" He looked at Lou Yan in surprise, then at Fu Zhenhong, and then at Lou Yan: "What's going on here!"

Lou Yan didn't immediately answer Master Zhang's doubts, but walked towards Fu Zhenhong expressionlessly, and only after reaching the other side of Fu Zhenhong did he say: "Mr. The savior."

As the current Patriarch who has been in charge of the Lou family since he was young, Lou Yan's voice was calm, but his tone was deep and undeniable: "So, you must not touch him." His attitude was very firm, and there was no room for negotiation.

The master of the Zhang family was so angry that his eyes were wide open, his old face was flushed, and he pointed at Lou Yan and Xie Linge standing beside Fu Zhenhong: "You! You! You!"

He mentioned three of you in a row, but he couldn't find a suitable description.

Reverse, reverse!Totally reversed!

At this time, Zhang Yiru, who was so painful that his thinking began to become disordered, said with great difficulty: "Grandfather... Grandfather, let them all retreat..."

If this stalemate continues, her jaw may be completely broken.

Hearing this, the master of the Zhang family immediately softened his tone, and shouted distressedly: "Ruru!" After saying that, he waved his hand and said to the guards: "Stay back!"

After all the guards retreated, the master of the Zhang family said to Lou Yan and Xie Linge, "That's all right!"

Lou Yan and Xie Linge didn't speak, but turned their eyes to Fu Zhenhong at the same time.

Obviously, they were letting Fu Zhenhong decide.

Fu Zhenhong let go of her hand.

Although he didn't really need the protection of these two people, but the two stood up to speak for him this time, and he accepted the love.