Liu Zijian hugged the car model all of a sudden, and laughed a few times, "Oh, dear, your idea is good." But that kid should have kung fu, and ordinary people are really not his opponents. But these days I deliberately searched, but I made a friend to a master, he is a master of the broken water flow of Hishima, haha, let him deal with that kid! ”

"That's great, call someone to come, I'll find a few people to row!" Li Faxing immediately called to find someone.

"Well, there's no problem with finding Fujiki, a master of water flow, but if you want him to make a move, I'm afraid you'll have to pay some money, you know I don't have much money all the time!" Liu Zijian said helplessly, although his father is the director of the Urban Construction Bureau, his father's money is his father's, and even if he has money, he doesn't dare to give him too much.

"Haha, money is not an issue!" Li Faxing said arrogantly that his father was a coal boss, and now he is involved in the gambling industry, and his abundant funds are terrifying.

The two of them each made their own calls.

Liu Zijian got through, "Is it Fujiki-kun, I'm Liu Zijian, we drank together last time!" ”

"Oh," the other party agreed, obviously not remembering which one Liu Zijian was, "What is Liu Jun looking for me?" ”

"It's like this, Fujiki-kun, there is a person who robbed my girlfriend, but I can't beat him, he has martial arts, so I want to ask Fujiki-kun to teach him a lesson!" Liu Zijian said a little hurriedly.

"Yaga, how could the samurai of our Great Sun Empire do such a boring thing!" Fujiki was furious, and any cat or dog dared to call him, and it seemed that he couldn't give those boys a business card next time.

Liu Zijian hurriedly said, "Fujiki-kun, don't be busy refusing, I'll give one million, just cut off one of the other party's legs!" ”

The phone paused for a moment, "Okay, seeing that Liu Jun is so sincere, I'll make a move." When, where? ”

Liu Zijian quickly spoke, hung up the phone, and then took a few sips, "The paralyzed little devil, the samurai spirit of bullshit, isn't it for money?" ”

"I've promised the other party a million!"

Li Faxing nodded, "No problem!" ”

Yan Jun and Zhang Huanting sat down, and soon the concert began. This time, the four heavenly kings performed together, but the momentum was huge, and the venue was full, and it was hard to find a ticket!

The first to appear was Andy, who was still charming at the age of 50, and attracted applause from the audience as soon as he came out.

"Wow, it's Andy, I like his songs very much!" Zhang Huanting said to Yan Jun.

"Well, that's right," Yan Jun said, he didn't know much about these singers and movie stars. It looks a little older, but the aura is very sufficient!

After saying a few words about the scene, they started singing, and the audience was very excited, some screaming and some waving. To be honest, Yan Jun doesn't know how to appreciate, he doesn't have any musical cells, he came here purely to absorb spiritual power.

At first, Yan Jun was still talking to Zhang Huanting in a low voice, but later when she was watching the song, Yan Jun stopped talking. He found that the spiritual power vortex above the venue was slowly forming, and he couldn't help but smile, it seems that these four heavenly kings really deserve their reputation, it seems that this trip is in vain!

The golden silk ants quietly appeared, and Yan Jun began to use the golden silk ants to absorb those spiritual powers.

Refreshing!

Listening to the song, admiring Zhang Huanting's beautiful posture, and enjoying the comfort brought by the improvement of mental strength, this is really a great enjoyment in life!

The atmosphere is getting more and more enthusiastic, the vortex of spiritual power is getting bigger and bigger, and Yan Jun is getting more and more happy. His current spiritual power has improved compared to before, and he can absorb more spiritual power, and he is happy to have this phenomenon.

At the end of a big meal, Yan Jun was satisfied, and he found that Zhang Huanting was also very satisfied, and he didn't know when he took Yan Jun's hand. Yan Jun was overjoyed, and held her little hand hard, holding her shoulder with one hand, so as not to be taken advantage of by some obscene guy!

After leaving the gate, Zhang Huanting let go, making Yan Jun a little unsatisfied.

When they came to the car, Yan Jun and Zhang Huanting were stunned.

"Damn, who the rowed Lao Tzu's car!"

Yanjun's Hummer is full of roads, and his car can be bulletproof, but the surface is still spray-painted, and it will be scratched ugly.

The security guard trotted over and saw Yan Jun's car face turned green, "Ah, how can this be?" What grandson does such a lack of virtue! ”

The security guard's brows were sweaty, and he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'll investigate the video immediately, and I'll definitely find out which one is making trouble!" ”

"Call your manager!" Yan Jun's face is very bad, no matter what happens to him, he can't be in a good mood.

The little security guard called the manager with a bitter face, and the manager said that it was best to report the case and let the police intervene.

It can only be like this, Yanjun waited for the police to come and take pictures or something.

"It's so fucking unlucky, let me know which bastard it is, I can't spare him!" Yan Jun thought angrily.

"Yanjun, don't be angry, I believe the police will have a result." Zhang Huanting comforted Yan Jun.

"Well, I hope so," Yan Jun couldn't stop talking about it because of this, but he was a little breathless in his heart.

"This concert is very good, I've only heard their tapes before, and it's the first time I've seen a real person!" Zhang Huanting was a little excited, "I see that you like to listen to songs very much, which one do you like the most?" ”

"Uh," Yan Jun scratched his head a little, others were there, but his heart was not, he looked and listened, but in fact, he didn't enter his heart, where did he know the name of a song, "I like it all!" ”

Before they could get out of the underground parking lot, they saw a Japanese island man blocking the road in front of them.

"Look for death!" Yan Jun stopped and scolded the guy in the kimono.

Fujiki glanced at Yan Jun with disdain, but when he saw Zhang Huanting in the car, his eyes burst out with a burst of light, he was shocked by Zhang Huanting's beauty, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward and said in fluent Chinese, "Hayi, beautiful young lady, I am Fujiki indecent, a great Japanese islander, I want to ask you to follow me to Ridao, which is 10,000 times better than here!" ”

Zhang Huanting was a little stunned, she didn't expect such a show.

The neglected Yan Jun's head was about to smoke, paralyzed, blatantly digging into the corner of Lao Tzu's wall, he laughed, "Fujimu is obscene, haha, you are fucking nasty, grandson, go back to your shit island!" ”

Yan Jun got out of the car and blocked Fujiki's obscenity.

"Yaga! My great Samurai Hishima is going to duel with you! As he spoke, Fujiki pulled out a long, narrow knife from his waist. Yan Jun, ignore him, let's go! Zhang Huanting said to Yan Jun a little worriedly.

Yan Jun shook his head and asked Zhang Huanting to get in the car and wait. He felt that this little devil was not so simple as a chance encounter, he should have come to wait for him on purpose, maybe he was the one who rowed the car!

"Haha, boy, how angry are you this time?" Liu Zijian and the four of them got out of a car and laughed loudly and playfully. In their opinion, this time Yan Jun is dead, of course, he will not miss the opportunity to ridicule the enemy.