The woman who has been clinging to the pimple face should be the girl of the folding fan scholar, and it is not difficult to see that she must have a leg with the pimple face. Looking at the eyes of the two brothers and sisters looking at them eager to pick their skin and cramps, to say that they were just holding grievances for the woman in green, Bai Ze didn't believe it, it was more likely that they were blocking the financial path of the brothers and sisters.

"The person who introduced the pimple face to the woman in the green dress is not a good person, and it seems that he is also a blind straw bag. Bai Ze frowned slightly, hesitating whether to continue to deal with these people, so as to end up with more information about the county.

Seeing that Bai Ze was staring at the teacup in a daze, without the slightest remorse and apology for his sister, the pimple-faced boy's hatred became more and more intense, he lowered his head and stared at Bai Ze, gritted his teeth and said hatefully:

"Wang Liang! There is not the slightest apology in this situation, it can be seen that you are no longer worthy of being a human being! Isn't the only thing you rely on now is the fame of Xiucai? But don't forget, I could help you buy it for 1,000 taels back then, and now I can leave you with nothing!"

After saying that, the pimple flicked his sleeves and turned around angrily and left.

Hearing this, Bai Ze's eyes flashed, his mind turned rapidly, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the pimple face.

His strength was so great that his pimple face was pulled to a stagger, and he turned his head suspiciously.

This person must know Xuezheng of the county school, and he must find a reason to keep him, otherwise Guo Sheng's affairs are likely to be in vain!

Bai Ze's brain was running rapidly, and in the face of the pimple face in his eyes that the doubts in his eyes immediately turned into eruptions, he quickly found the only thing he could say as Wang Sheng's position: "Brother Yaozu, you can't let that person marry Rong'er!"

There was a moment of silence around her, and a little hope reappeared in the eyes of the woman in the green dress, and the scholar of the folding fan was almost blown up, and shouted angrily: "What are you, why do you say that I am not worthy of marrying Rong'er!"

"Because you're also a scumbag who snoops on property!"

"Wang Lang, you really still care about me!" Before the scholar of the folding fan could refute, the woman in the green dress looked at Bai Ze excitedly with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this situation, the pimple face was strangely angry, and in turn grabbed Bai Ze's sleeve, and asked angrily: "You still want to lie to my sister!"

The woman in the green dress was full of amorous eyes and was seen by the scholar with a folding fan, and the fat duck that had already arrived in his hand had a tendency to fly away, and he was as uncomfortable as being cuckolded.

It just so happened that the pimple face also had a hands-on posture, and the folding fan scholar simply rolled up his sleeves and grabbed Bai Ze's collar fiercely, planning to unite with the future eldest brother to beat this little white face first, I don't believe that when he looks like a water dog, the woman in the green dress will still like this poor worm!

In the face of the folding fan's scholar's imposing claw, although the injury was not yet healed, Bai Ze still had countless ways to teach him a lesson. But just at the moment when he wanted to fight back, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and a plan came to his mind.

I saw that Bai Ze's figure was half a beat slower, and the scholar with a folding fan grabbed the collar as he wished.

But just as he raised his fist, Bai Ze suddenly shook it off, secretly stretched out his foot under the table, and grabbed the side of his shirt with a folding fan, and fell to the ground involuntarily.

The summer caftan was already thin, and as soon as the two big men exerted their strength, they only heard the sound of "tearing", Bai Ze's placket was torn, and one sleeve fell to the ground.

The woman in the green dress who had been paying attention to this side couldn't help but exclaim, only to see Bai Ze's bare half of his chest and arms crawling with fine blood-red demonic lines, which was shocking.

"Wang Lang, what's wrong with you! Why are there so many wounds on your body?" the woman in the green dress stepped forward nervously, nervously wanting to touch it.

The scholar grabbed his clothes with his hand and screamed softly, and with a scream, Bai Ze put on his torn clothes to cover the wounds on his body.

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