The Ultimate Student in the City

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Naturally, he knew that Zhou Yan wanted to do it, not because this guy raised his third, but as long as a man could not stand the woman who had been tired of herself, he was now tired of other men.

So that day in the roast duck restaurant, he couldn't take it anymore, and directly attacked Pan Xiaoting's new boyfriend... It was just a pretty good excuse to check his character.

What's more, that guy knew at a glance that he was not a good person. Zhou Yan needed to vent when his heart was hurt, so let him vent.

After getting the approval of the boss, Zhou Yan's confidence was full at once. Anyway, even if he hurt someone, the boss would pay for the medical expenses. Even if this guy has a big background, he immediately called many younger brothers, and there are also bosses. Bear it, so what are you afraid of? Just do it!

So Zhou Yan tried his best to make such a cold face on his face. He regretted it a little. If he had known that he would wear sunglasses when he came out this morning, he would be more cold.

Then he clenched his fists and strode up to Deng Xiaomin and the middle-aged man with gold teeth.

"Giggle, my dear, you are so annoying..." Deng Xiaomin was shy, and punched the middle-aged man's chest with her fist, and raised her head inadvertently, the smile on her face froze immediately.

"Zhou...Zhou Yan?" Deng Xiaomin's eyes widened suddenly, and even inexplicably, she had a feeling that she was caught and raped on the spot while having a tryst with her lover.

In fact, she once thought that she would marry Zhou Yan in the end. Of course, she would help him put on several cuckolds after marriage. After all, she had to earn some living expenses, right? With Zhou Yan's wealth, he couldn't afford to support his monthly expenses of at least tens of thousands.

Of course, she would also blow all kinds of wind in Zhou Yan's ears, so as to get the greatest benefit from Li Zedao.

But in the end, her thoughts were cut off by Li Zedao, and she stayed away from Zhou Yan ever since.

At the same time, the middle-aged man saw a boy who suddenly stopped in front of him and stared at him unkindly. To: "Boy, who are you? Are you here to play handsome in front of me?"

"Deng Xiaomin, tell him, who am I?" Zhou Yan glanced at Deng Xiaomin quite coldly.

"Uh..." The muscles on Deng Xiaomin's face twitched, thinking that this guy is sick? If it wasn't for his fate to recognize that person as the boss, my mother would have beaten you to death long ago, and how can I wrong myself to sleep with you? You don't look in the mirror to see your face,

And your combat prowess... It's embarrassing to say that my old lady, it's really not as good as a cucumber.

"Why, Xiao Min, this kid is your boyfriend?" The man froze for a moment, then hugged Deng Xiaomin's waist more forcefully, raised his legs and said with a smile, "I said Xiao Min, your taste Could it be too bad? How can you find such a local turtle as your boyfriend?"

The middle-aged man naturally didn't care that Deng Xiaomin had a boyfriend or husband. His favorite thing to do was poaching other people's corners, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.

"This...he is not my boyfriend." Deng Xiaomin's expression was stiff and embarrassed. It can't be said that he is the poorest and most stupid man who has been seduced, but there is no doubt that he has the greatest potential, right?

The middle-aged man thought that Deng Xiaomin was worried that he would get angry, so he dared not admit it.

Immediately raised his head, looked at Zhou Yan with a provocative face and sneered: "Boy, let me tell you this, even if Xiao Min is your girlfriend, she is also my woman now, and I have to go to the open room with me to kneel later Licking Lao Tzu's buttocks, when I get tired of playing, she will naturally go back to accompany you, so now, get out of here and stop talking here."

When Deng Xiaomin heard this, he felt it was even harsh, and his face was extremely hot. Although it was the truth, it was quite embarrassing for her to say it in public.

"Finish?" Zhou Yan shook his head, trying his best to imitate the calm posture of the boss, he remembered that the boss still seemed to like to yawn that kind of yawn that seemed to be quite unbearable.

So Zhou Yan also yawned in a decent manner, and said lightly: "After finishing speaking, please find a tissue and wipe your greasy old face, so that I won't get my hands dirty later."

"...Little bastard, what did you say?" The middle-aged man stood up abruptly, his face had already darkened. Did this kid mean to slap himself in the face? I really don't know how to live or die!

"I said, I'm going to slap you in the face!" Zhou Yan said lightly, feeling so proud. Yes, that's the feeling, the feeling of full force. I seem to have grasped the essence of the boss's kind of imposing model of Lao Tzu's number one in the world.

"Haha..." The middle-aged man laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke, "Want to hit me in the face? You little bastard, hit me, if you dare to hit me... "

"Snapped!"

He was answered with a loud slap.

Before the middle-aged man could finish his sentence, he saw the other party slap him suddenly, and he didn't even have time to react when he was slapped on the face by the slap. The huge force instantly slapped him all over his body. He fell heavily to the ground.

During this period of time, Zhou Yan received the professional training of the God of Death. Whether it is reaction speed or strength, it is naturally far superior to ordinary people. .

The middle-aged man was completely stunned by the beating, and Deng Xiaomin was also taken aback. She really didn't understand when Zhou Yan, who was always thunderous and rainy, became so arrogant? unless……

Subconsciously looked left and right with the corners of her eyes, and sure enough, she saw Li Zedao sitting not far away looking up at the sky, and suddenly felt an urge to cry.

Why? Why is this guy still unwilling to let him go and kill him? I managed to seduce a local tyrant, is it easy for me? The most important thing is that he hasn't even given me the maintenance fee for this month, and he hasn't even bought me the LV bag I like.

He glanced at Zhou Yan helplessly, no wonder the guy dared to be so arrogant, it turned out to be a fox pretending to be a tiger.

"Bastard!" The middle-aged man who lay down on the ground was stunned for a while and finally became a little sober. With a pale face, he yelled through gritted teeth.

To be slapped on the ground by such a brat was simply a great shame to him.

Right now, if you try your best to get up, you want to look good to this kid.

"boom!"

However, at the moment when he just stood up, Zhou Yan punched him directly on the bridge of the nose, so the middle-aged man lay on the ground again, and the nosebleeds spurted out.

"I said I wanted to slap you in the face, but you don't seem to believe it?" Zhou Yan stared at the middle-aged man condescendingly, and said calmly.

But the fist was clenched, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, your sister, are you so thick-skinned and so hard-nosed? This handsome guy's hands are numb.

"Huh...you dare...you dare to hit me?" The middle-aged man's eyes turned red, and he tightly covered his nose, blood dripping drop by drop from between his fingers.

"Bang!" The answer was still a punch. Before he got up, Zhou Yan punched him again, hitting his left eye heavily, and half a panda was born.

"If I were you, I would obediently shut up and lie on my stomach. Maybe I could save myself a few punches." Zhou Yan snorted coldly and continued to pretend to be cold, which was really aggressive. Well, that's the feeling, keep it up.

The middle-aged man thought so, so he closed his mouth tightly and lay still on his stomach. Of course, his blood-red eyes were so terrifying. If eyes could kill, Zhou Yan would have died hundreds of times.

"Bang!" Zhou Yan kicked him in the stomach.

"You think I won't beat you up if you lie on your stomach? You're so naive!" Zhou Yan said with a sneer.

The muscles on the middle-aged man's face twitched wildly, his lips squirmed, but he didn't say anything after all.

He thought it was better not to speak, even though he would still be beaten if he did not speak.

Zhou Yan squatted in front of him and said, "You must want to say that the reason why I beat you is because of Deng Xiaomin, right? You are wrong, very wrong, how could I do anything to you because of that bus?"

"Bus?" Deng Xiaomin's eyes widened, and he had the urge to take off his high heels and desperately follow this bastard? Who was lying on the old lady and said affectionately that the old lady was the most beautiful, noble and pure girl in the world? your sister! The man really didn't have a good thing, and what he said was like farting.

Zhou Yan yawned in a dignified manner and said: "The reason why I hit you is because I happened to be in a bad mood and you have a face that doesn't deserve to be spanked. If I don't spank you, seriously I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for our great motherland, and I'm even more sorry for my incomparable temperament and my handsome face..."

"..." Deng Xiaomin's face changed wildly, and he almost couldn't help but picked up the trash can beside him and vomited wildly.

"What? Miss Deng seems to be suspicious of my words?" Zhou Yan glanced at Deng Xiaomin coldly.

Deng Xiaomin would like to say that there is no need to doubt it at all, anyone with a normal mind will firmly believe that you have a big face, and the so-called unparalleled temperament has nothing to do with you.

Naturally, she couldn't say such words, so she could only work hard to put a stiff smile on her face, intending to go against her conscience and approve of his shameless boast.

"Forget it, you don't need to say anything, I know everything, I know that I have always been a stalwart existence in my heart." Zhou Yan looked at Deng Xiaomin and said lightly.

"..." Deng Xiaomin seriously suspected that he seemed to have eaten several flies, otherwise why would he want to vomit so much?

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