Situ Jin's face was not very good-looking in an instant.

That's not right, things are not going the way I thought.

What he arranged should be to first expose the mess that he lost in the fight with him, and then say that he admires his kung fu very much and wants to learn again, and then, under the pretext that he is not an opponent, find someone to fight with him, and beat him up by the way - at that time, he can stand up and laugh at him in front of so many people.

But--why did this bastard tell the truth? Why did he say it? He should have said to himself that he would concede, and then agree to his challenge.

That's right, it was indeed not a competition, and the two didn't say they wanted to compete at that time, but Yan Murong just kicked him in the ass.

As a result, Situ Jin is now a little tragic - he dug a pit by himself, but he was pushed down by him without jumping out.

"How's it going, does your head still hurt?" Yan Murong looked at Situ Jin, whose face was a little ugly, and said. "But I can't blame it - I just kicked you in the ass, and I didn't know you'd hit the door with your head."

"Wow!"

Those people present suddenly gasped - Situ Jin was kicked in the ass? Oh, you heard him right, he did get kicked in the ass, otherwise why would his face be so ugly now?

Situ Jin now can't wait to cut Yan Murong with a thousand knives to relieve his hatred.

How can this bastard be so ruthless? Doesn't he know what the occasion is now? Is this an occasion to tell the truth? He has to learn to say different things on different occasions -- if he continues like this, how will he mix in the upper class of society in the future?

"What are you doing with so much with him?" Teng Xiangling said indifferently. "Since we've been here before, let's go back."

"It's not for me to tell him." Yan Murong said with an innocent face. "You're going to tell me."

"Wait."

Hearing Teng Xiangling say that he wanted to leave, Situ Jin stopped doing it - his goal had not been achieved, how could he easily let him go?

"What else is going on with you?"

"Something, of course." Situ Jin said with a weird smile on his face. "But it's not looking for you, it's looking for this Yan Shao next to you."

"Looking for me?" Yan Murong pointed to his nose and said teasingly. "What? Do you still want to challenge me? ”

"That's right, I'm just looking for you to challenge." Situ Jin stared at Yan Murong and said.

Everyone is not stupid, from the two people's verbal quarrel, and now Situ Jin directly issued a war letter, it can be seen that he is not dealing with this Yan Shao - and he was also kicked in the ass by the other party.

"You're not an opponent." Yan Murong said lightly.

"Well, indeed, I'm not an opponent." Situ Jin suddenly laughed and pointed to the man behind him. "He's your opponent."

Yan Murong looked up at the man standing behind Situ Jin who was close to two meters behind him and looked like a gorilla and said. "He's not an opponent either."

"How do you know if you haven't been beaten?" Situ Jin said. "It's better for you to fight him, if you lose, leave Xiaoling."

"Don't fight." Yan Murong pursed his lips and said.

"You can't get out of here if you don't fight." Situ Jin sneered and said - he dug a pit, but the other party pushed him in, which made him unbearable.

"You're threatening me again." Yan Murong smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I'm just threatening you." Situ Jin said arrogantly.

"Can't you fight if you don't fight?" Yan Murong asked depressedly.

"Nope."

"Okay." Yan Murong nodded helplessly and said. "It's okay to fight, but what you say isn't fair - I lost, I left her, so what if you lose?"

"We're not going to lose." Situ Jin said confidently.

Yan Murong smiled nondeniably, looked sideways at Teng Xiangling beside him, and said apologetically. "You heard that, if I don't beat him, I won't let me go—if I had known, I wouldn't have come to join in the fun."

Teng Xiangling's hateful teeth itched - this bastard thing, he obviously said that he wouldn't let him come in the afternoon, but the result was that he wanted to come by himself, and now he made such a helpless expression.

Depend on!

Teng Xiangling couldn't help but curse in his heart, thinking, how can this guy be so able to act.

Yan Murong didn't want to act, but how did he say that?

Drama is like life, life is like drama - all dramas have reality changed in the past, everyone, regardless of age, identity, status, they are acting every day. If you act well, your future is limitless. If the performance is smashed, you can only wait for the curtain to end.

Everyone is acting, and Yan Murong can only follow the army and act out this big drama of life.

As soon as they heard that there was going to be a fight, those young people in Suzhou and Hangzhou immediately became energetic - although they didn't dare to shout loudly because of Situ Jin's presence, their eyes full of excitement had already betrayed them.

"Oh, by the way, I bet on you, you won't be angry, will you?" Yan Murong asked cautiously.

"No, it won't." Teng Xiangling said with a smile.

No, Yan Murong breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, this woman is very cautious, she minds things very much, then she will probably be tortured to death by her in the future. But the next sentence completely made Yan Murong depressed.

Teng Xiangling said. "Anyway, it's not the first time you've gambled on your own woman, you don't mind your real wife, what do I have to mind as a junior."

Yan Murong wanted to admit defeat directly. She minds, she still minds.

"What, don't you dare?" Situ Jin looked at Yan Murong with a bitter face, and said aggressively.

"Dare, why not." Yan Murong looked up at Situ Jin and said. "It's just that the bet is a little bit unfair."

"What do you want?" Situ Jin asked.

He thought that no matter what conditions Yan Murong proposed, he would agree, anyway, he would definitely lose in the end.

From the perspective of interests, under the premise that the result is doomed and beneficial to oneself, any condition of the other party is not a condition, anyway, the winning side is on his own side, even if he wants the stars and the moon, and when the time comes, this condition will not be established.

"What do I want?" Yan Murong had a thoughtful expression on his face, and thought for a long time before he looked at Situ Jin and asked. "What do you have for me to win?"

"You want money, it's easy." Situ Jin said.

"I don't want money." Yan Murong looked at Situ Jin and said with a serious face. "If I win, I want the Situ family."