Chapter 18: The Ruler of the "Prosperous Age".
Hearing this, He Gan's expression darkened, but he was the one who had lived for decades licking the bloody tip of the knife, and he was not annoyed: "Oh? Then please bear with Master Cheng and your friends."
"Our little brother has only come out of it for a short time, and he is still a little unfamiliar with these people outside, so can Mr. Cheng sell me a face? I'll let him go this time, and I promise that I will ...... when I go back."
Hearing the word "inside", Sheng Jingchen unconsciously raised his eyebrows, he reached out and pulled Wen Nanzhi who was shrunk in the crook of Zhou Yi's arm, and then licked the tip of his teeth and looked at Zhou Yi carefully for a while.
Wen Nanzhi didn't resist, and let Sheng Jingchen tighten her waist, she knew that Zhou Yi didn't fight back for her, so the only thing she could do now was to obey Sheng Jingchen, so if Sheng Jingchen was happy, Zhou Yi might suffer less.
As for the few "rescuers" who rushed over after hearing the news, Wen Nanzhi didn't expect it at all, because in Jincheng, Sheng Jingchen could basically cover the sky with one hand.
"Selling your face?"
"How old are you?" Sheng Jingchen hugged Wen Nanzhi and turned around, a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.
"You ......". He Qian had never been humiliated like this, his face instantly turned pale, and he was about to attack, but after raising his eyes and sweeping Sheng Jingchen's face, his cloudy eyes suddenly tightened.
Subconsciously, He Gan turned his head and glanced at Qi Zhenbei, his expression revealed a little jealousy, Qi Zhenbei did not make a clear statement, however, He Gan has been under him for many years, as long as he has a look, He Qian knows what to do.
"Are you Mr. Sheng?" He Gan's attitude switched naturally, a smile appeared on his face, and at the same time, he secretly cursed his negligence in his heart.
In the past, he also heard that Cheng Kai was close to Sheng Jingchen on weekdays, and Cheng Kai's arrogant attitude just now was enough to show that he had someone behind him, otherwise even if he borrowed Cheng Kai's courage, Cheng Kai would have to weigh it when talking to him.
"You don't need to know who I am".
"Yes". He Qian's flattering echo.
"If you have time to inquire about me, go back and discipline your little brother well, I will let him go today, but it is not to give you face." Sheng Jingchen saw that there were more and more onlookers, so he didn't want to make any more trouble, after all, it was not disgraceful to be taken as a green hat.
"Yes".
"Let's go". Probably afraid that Wen Nanzhi would turn back, Sheng Jingchen deliberately raised his hand and pressed her face to his chest.
Zhou Yi was still standing in the corner, he didn't wipe the blood stains that had already flowed to his chin, he only squinted at Wen Nanzhi, who was leaning on Sheng Jingchen's arms like a puppet, clenched his fists, and the emotions in his eyes were complicated.
"Still watching?" He Qian didn't know when he had arrived at Zhou Yi's side and scolded.
"What do you have to do with that woman?" He Qian asked again.
Zhou Yi didn't want to say it, he twisted his eyebrows and lowered his head coldly.
He Qian and Zhou Yi have been together day and night for several years, and they can be regarded as understanding Zhou Yi, so they didn't force them to ask.
"You don't want to say it, and I won't force you".
"However, if you want to save your little life, break off with that woman as soon as possible."
"Women are all curses, and the more beautiful they are, the more dangerous they are." He Qian sighed.
"She's not". Zhou Yi's stubborn rebuttal.
"If it weren't for her, would you have been beaten today?"
"Do you know who the man who hit you is?"
"That's the current ruler of the "prosperous era", who controls the economic lifeline of the city, and who his grandfather is, have you heard of it? ”
"He's a character that Brother Zhen can't afford to offend, so you'd better die of this heart as soon as possible." He Qian patted Zhou Yi's shoulder and said.
"My heart is long dead". Waiting for He Qian to turn around, Zhou Yicai muttered.
"Brother Yi, are you okay?"
"Does it hurt?" Xiao Jiu took out a handkerchief from his pocket and hurriedly wiped the corners of Zhou Yi's mouth.
"I don't hurt, I just hurt for her." Zhou Yi smiled bitterly.
"What?" Xiao Jiu didn't understand, but Zhou Yi didn't repeat it anymore.