Fang Ideal shook her head, she didn't look at it, as soon as she shook her head away, she saw two suspicious people, she fixed her eyes and looked again.

The two people on the other side were looking at her too!

Fang Li immediately raised the scarf and covered the outline of his chin: "Xu Fang, did those two recognize us and kept staring at us." ”

The two people have already come over, a man and a woman, hugging and hugging, it should be a couple, the size of the two...... It's not a good match, the girl is a Lori, a small one, the man is very fat, a 'pork belly' walks up and down, these are not the point, the point is his famous brand, the chain around his neck, the watch in his hand, and there are four words written on his body - I am a big money!

The big guy said, "Where did you buy your headband?"

The Beijing accent is very strong, and the tone is not very kind.

Fang Li didn't want to deal with it, so he replied out of politeness: "We made it ourselves." ”

Little Lori didn't give up: "There's no place to sell it?"

This Lori sound......

Why do you pretend to be like that?

Fang Lili: "No." ”

Little Lori asked delicately, "Can you sell it to us?"

Talking very coquettishly.

Fang Li had goosebumps a little, and the two eyeballs that were exposed outside still exuded a friendly glow: "I'm sorry, we don't sell it." ”

The big money has a big temper, and he said viciously: "Don't sell it." ”

The little Lori beside him didn't follow it, and she whispered softly: "But people want it." She chirped, pointed to Zhou Xufang's headband and said, "I want the one on her head." ”

If people want it, they have to give it to others?

Fang Ideal: Hehe.

I couldn't stand the fact that my big-money boyfriend had a lot of money, so he said, "I can pay more, can I resell it to us?"

Zhou Xufang shook his head and didn't sell it.

The man glanced at the thing above Zhou Xufang's head and threw a lot of money: "I'll pay you tenfold." ”

Zhou Xufang was wearing a mask, there was no emotion in his eyes, only a little coldness that people should not approach: "I don't sell it." ”

The man sneered, because he was not tall, and raised his chin and asked, "And how much do you want?"

said as if she was blackmailing, Zhou Xufang was a little unhappy.

Jiang Zhi stepped forward and pulled her behind him, even if he had a somewhat witty green stick on his head, it still didn't hurt his bearing: "My girlfriend said she wouldn't sell, don't you understand?"

The man is probably also rich and statused, and his tone is very crazy and irritable: "Isn't it just a broken headband, what to show off, and you still put me here to show off!"

Such a poor tone, that has to be beaten.

Jiang Zhi just took a step forward, but was pulled by Zhou Xufang, she shook her head, and whispered: "There are a lot of people here, they will be recognized." ”

He is half a public figure, and Fang Ideal is also there.

Eori licked her back molars and endured it.

It's just that the man didn't collect it yet, and coaxed his angry little girlfriend and said, "Don't be angry, baby, it's a rag, we are not rare." As he spoke, he turned back and glanced defiantly.

Eori is not a good-natured person, never has been.

He took a bracelet from Zhou Xufang's hand, shook it, threw it gently, and when the bracelet fell to the height of his knees, he stretched out his foot and kicked it.

"Ahh

hit the man's calf, he screamed in pain: "Damn, which grandson?" turned his head, glared at Jiang Zhi and scolded, "You're looking for death!"

Jiang Zhi took his other hand out of the pocket of his coat and glanced at his girl: "Zhou Xufang, I'm going to beat someone, can you stop it?"

Zhou Xufang said: "Don't stop." ”

The man had just scolded Jiang Weaving.

Zhou Xufang, who doesn't like to use violence to solve problems, also feels that person has to be beaten.

Eori loosened the button of a coat and looked at the man: "Don't talk there, come here." "The tone is slow and leisurely.

The man rolled up his sleeves and rushed over: "Fuck your mother*!"

Jiang Zhi stepped forward, didn't say a word of nonsense, and kicked the man in the chest.

The man staggered two steps, fell down with his butt, lost face, and he was furious: "Your mother-" was just about to get up, and a foot stepped on his shoulder.

Eori is wearing short canvas shoes today, black, very street, suitable for fighting.

His face didn't seem to be angry, and his tone was lazy: "Scold again." ”

The man struggled twice, but his right shoulder was trampled on the ground and couldn't move at all, there were more and more onlookers, he lost face, blushed with anger, and said a cruel word in annoyance: "Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Zhi leaned over slightly: "Then do you know who I am?" With another force under his feet, the man immediately opened his throat and called.

"Ahhhh

The screams were terrible.

His little girlfriend Lori was already frightened, and she lost her face and hid far away.

"Does it hurt?"

The man's face was red in pain, and the green tendons on his neck were violent.

Jiang Zhi hugged his hand and looked at his embarrassment: "Only when it hurts will you learn a lesson." The tone is lazy and lazy, but there is a ruthless wildness, but there are also three or four points of noble elegance, he said, "Remember in the future, don't put your eyes on the top of your head when you go out, put the shelf lower, at the foot of this imperial capital, who is not a master." ”

Moreover, the lord at the foot of the imperial capital can still be divided into three, six, nine and so on.

The man who was trampled on the ground was still struggling, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he was angry.

"Are you not convinced?" he blew the broken hair on his forehead, "Master Jiang of Qingshan Mansion, come to me if you are not convinced." ”

Master of the Jiang family?

Which Jiang family?

The man suddenly stood still, stunned.

This is the first time Fang Ideal has seen Jiang Zhi beating people, and it is rumored that the little son of the Jiang family is weak, it is three steps, one gasp, five steps and one cough, and he is a sick man who can't live to be twenty-five.

She was worried before, afraid that Jiang Zhi would die early, but now she is relieved, she feels that Zhou Xufang should not be widowed too early, Jiang Weaving, this goods, sick and sick, can be so beautiful that your heart is crispy, and you can fight, and you can be so wild that your legs can't be together, it is really suitable for attacking and accepting, and you can do it up and down......

cough cough cough, I think about it, the business is important, the business is important, Fang Li hurriedly reminded Zhou Xufang: "Xu Fang, someone is shooting." ”

Zhou Xufang, who was full of only boyfriends, found that many passers-by were taking pictures with their mobile phones, so she immediately ran over, blocked in front of Jiang Zhi, and said coldly: "Don't shoot." ”

Jiang Zhi let go of his feet, took off the scarf around his neck, wrapped it around Zhou Xufang, and led her out of the crowd: "Can you enter?"

Fang Li put her large canvas bag on her back: "Yes." ”

The three of them went straight into the arena.

Zhou Xufang was still a little worried: "Someone just took a video. "If it is posted on the Internet, there will definitely be people who take it out of context and say that Jiang Ori is not.

Jiang Zhi took her backpack over and helped her hold it: "It doesn't matter, it's so dark, I'm still wearing a mask, and I can't take any pictures." ”

Zhou Xufang thought about it for a while, and the light outside seemed to be very dim just now, so he was relieved.