Walking down the neatly maintained corridor of the apartment to the living room, Zhao Boyuan's expression completely cooled when he saw the faces of the two men standing outside his room not far away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They were all dressed in black suits and leather collars, with fashionable long hair, and one of them was arguing with Liu Weiqiang and Xinyan about something, and the anger on their faces could be faintly seen.

Seeing the appearance of the two people at the end of the corridor, the uninvited guest dressed in a suit of about twenty-five or sixteen years old recognized Zhao Boyuan at a glance, and rarely put on a bright smile, the golden thorn that was sprayed with stereotyped water trembled slightly, and came to the former and said, "Brother Zhao, don't come unharmed." ”

"Thanks to you!" When Zhao Boyuan said this, Zhang Chen on the side obviously felt that his body trembled slightly, as if this sentence evoked an unpleasant memory.

"You can't say that, Brother Zhao, why, are you still angry with the president because of that incident?" The young man with the spiky yellow hair looked at him deeply and continued, "You didn't know the situation at that time, those blood weapons were enough to help the president get what he dreamed of. Later, after that incident, the president has always regretted the decision he made......"

"Don't talk about it." Zhao Boyuan interrupted the other party's words expressionlessly, his hands kept clenching and loosening, and he suddenly raised his head for a while, staring at the poker pattern badge on the chest of the two, but he resolutely spoke: "I have my own team." ”

Silence, a hint of restless silence spread across the four of them.

The yellow-haired young man snorted disdainfully, he always spoke with a feminine atmosphere, his contemptuous eyes swept lightly over Zhang Chen beside Zhao Boyuan, and said slowly: "You are the captain in the mouth of the fat man?" The F class is medium, close to the comprehensive combat effectiveness assessment of 14000, well, not bad. Hey, Zhao Boyuan, when did you change careers and become a good old man who supports newcomers? It's very unpromising to follow a bunch of garbage! ”

"What did you say!"

Originally, the appearance of this yellow-haired young man and his tone of voice had already made Zhang Chen very unhappy, but he didn't expect the other party to gain an inch, with a sense of self-superiority, which really made Zhang Chen, who had not been cowardly in fighting since he was a child, unable to bear it, and the lilac gravitational energy circle gradually attached to his wrist, ready to do it at any time.

The yellow-haired young man sighed in surprise, as if he didn't expect Zhang Chen to have such a second-level talent as gravity mastery, looking at him The interest in his eyes was a little stronger, and he deliberately cleared his throat and lowered his tone very slowly:

"I say ......" Before he finished speaking, Liu Weiqiang behind him had already shook his fat body violently, rushing over like a small chariot, and everyone only felt a strong wind blowing, and they saw another young man in a small suit who had been silent since just now took two steps silently, stretched out his palm with leather gloves, and pressed against the fat man's body in the air.

In the next second, Liu Weiqiang felt as if his body had hit a transparent glass wall, and with a loud bang, he fell to the ground heavily.

His pupils shrank slightly, but Zhang Chen calmed down at the moment.

As far as the current situation is concerned, these two uninvited guests in suits obviously did not come to fight, otherwise they would have been killed by Xinyan and Liu Weiqiang without waiting for Zhang Chen and them to arrive. Since they were willing to wait until Zhao Boyuan came back, and listening to the meaning of the yellow-headed young man's words, Zhao Boyuan should have belonged to a member of their guild before, but then he didn't know what happened and was kicked out of the team. Their purpose is Zhao Boyuan!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen no longer blindly surged his blood, he took a deep breath and said calmly: "You shouldn't have made a special trip to find someone unhappy today, let's talk about it, your purpose!" ”

"I can't talk about the purpose, I just happened to come to Brother Zhao's apartment and come up and sit down, and by the way, I just conveyed the meaning of the president." The tall, yellow-haired young man said and leaned in front of Zhang Chen, looking at him with a cruel and excited smile, as if he was looking at a little mouse that had been forced into a predicament.

"Stinky boy who has not dried up, don't think that after playing for a few years, you will learn to form a gang with adults, there is no part of your small team that can't be ranked here. Zhao Boyuan, what kind of eyes are you, you want to kill me, come, come, come, hit ...... here" The yellow-haired young man pretended to be very scared, and with a hippie smile, he put his face to the side and slowly clenched his fists in front of Zhao Boyuan, who was desperately trying to endure it.

To fight or not to fight? Zhao Boyuan clenched his fists tightly, and his ten fingers were deeply embedded in the flesh.

Fighting, that not only means that they and the guild with the largest number of the three major guilds in the newcomer area of the Scarlet City will completely tear their faces, and there will be no more days of peace. Even Zhang Chen and them will be implicated, and maybe they will be secretly sent by the president to solve them, which will affect them; Don't fight, watching the other party unscrupulously humiliate his friend, being a stoic who swallows his anger, and watching all this?

In a sense, the other party represents the president of this guild, represents the rules and laws of this world, and if he hits him, he is the enemy of the entire city and everything around him. And the choice that Zhao Boyuan will make next is not only related to his personal fate, but also will implicate Zhang Chen and the others.

One second, two seconds....... time seemed to turn into a product of torment at this moment.

How Zhao Boyuan wanted to punch the stinky face that was close in front of him. In his takeaway career before coming to this world, he tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, was scolded by the boss who was in a bad mood, was complained by menopausal women who ordered food, and the platform repeatedly owed wages, all of which continued to consume his fiery temper.

Coming here, he seems to have rediscovered a thing called freedom in life, which is a real liberation, no longer need to restrain himself, no longer need to take into account the feelings of the people around him, every time he escapes from the elevator world, he will tell himself to live freely!

The clenched fist was raised, and it was gradually surrounded by red-hot steam. Those hazy white smoke curdles of sweat on the frightened cheeks of the yellow-haired youth, slowly dripping slowly.

I'm sorry, my companions, I also have my own rules of life, and I also have things that I have to guard, men's things!

At the moment of raising his hand, Zhao Boyuan suddenly freed, as if he had broken free from some kind of restraint, and then smashed down with the resolute face that had never wavered with joyful anger.

At this moment, a pair of hands passed through the rising high-temperature steam covering his fist, and the two hands intersected, and the slightest blazing sound made Zhao Boyuan slightly stunned and stopped moving.

The yellow-haired young man recovered from the shock and looked at the scene in front of him with shock and anger.

Those hands belonged to his best friend, Zhang Chen, without hesitation or retreat, and just put them straight up. Zhang Chen felt as if his hand had been thrown into boiling water, but he held on, frowning and enduring the severe pain to block Zhao Boyuan's punch.

"Zhang Chen, what are you doing, why are you helping that bastard!" Zhao Boyuan shouted loudly, in fact, he understood it in his heart. Zhang Chen's thoughts, the purpose of doing this, he was unwilling to be himself, this sentence was as if he was saying it to himself, and he roared hoarsely at the weak and timid self in his heart.

Zhang Chen didn't answer, facing the yellow-haired young man in front of him, he said coldly, "Are you satisfied now?" ”

I don't know if I was frightened by the strange behavior between the two of them or what's going on, the arrogant and domineering momentum of the yellow-haired young man before was gone, and he viciously threw down a sentence "Two neurotics." He left the apartment with the short man behind him, who had not spoken until the end.