Chapter 583： Fist is justice

He never thought that he would lose to Zhou Ran in the game immediately, and he would never think that he would become the tragic character stabbed by horses.

Xiao Zhengyang looked around, only feeling the world spinning.

As the saying goes, if a person has a lively face and a live skin, if he is really being stunned by horses for two laps today, then he might as well die directly and clean!

No, he hasn't lost yet!

Although he lost the game, as long as his father Xiao Mingxuan was here, even if Zhou Ran waited for ten people, they would not dare to let themselves streak on the racecourse.

Thinking of this, he could not help looking at Zhou Ran aside.

Even if he loses, in his capacity, who dares to let him be punished?

Not to mention Zhou Ran and others, even Miss Yi Aotong had to weigh the consequences of doing so.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhengyang couldn't help but squeeze his fist to Zhou Ran's whereabouts, no matter how, his horse racing lost to a novice is already shameful enough.

The schedule is a circle around the racecourse, which results in a very close distance between the end point and the starting point.

During the two-player match, Guan Xuanliang has been between the starting point and the finishing point.

At this moment, Guan Xuanliang couldn't help but frown, looking at the two who were walking towards him at the same time.

"How did it happen?" Guan Xuanliang whispered to himself.

As a Grand Master of the Ninth Grade, he knew much better than the others on the scene, but even so, he couldn't understand why this game became like this.

Compared with Cao Feiyu and others, he is almost certain that inborn monks cannot make a wild horse so humane, at least the boss he knows best can't.

As for the congenital monk who is stronger than the boss, that is not what he can know, but looking at Zhou Ran's age, it is impossible to be a congenital monk like the boss anyway, let alone stronger than the boss.

Is it really just a coincidence?

Guan Xuanliang was thinking this way, and Xiao Zhengyang had approached him.

"Uncle Liang, when will my dad arrive?" Xiao Zhengyang asked Guan Xuanliang in a deep voice.

When he was kicked by a horse and was unconscious, Guan Xuanliang did not choose to save him. Xiao Zhengyang already understood that his position in Guan Xuanliang's heart was far less than Yi Aotong.

This matter has developed to the present, he can only rely on his father Xiao Mingxuan.

Guan Xuanliang took a deep look at Xiao Zhengyang and already understood what he was thinking: "They should be here soon."

After a pause, he looked to the side of Zhou Ran and exhorted: "Zhengyang, be spared and spared."

Although he doesn't know what Yi Aotong has to do with Zhou Ran, but looking at Yi Aotong's eyes, the two of them may not be that simple.

Zhou Ran really won in this race, but it was more like a draw. Guan Xuanliang also knew that as Xiao Zhengyang, it is impossible to really go streaking.

"This is not good for uncle Liangshu!" Xiao Zhengyang snorted.

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked to the side lounge.

Looking at the back of Xiao Zhengyang's departure, Guan Xuanliang could not help but sigh. If the two can reconcile naturally, it is the best, but in the current situation, reconciliation seems a bit impossible.

Taking the boss's attention to Xiao Mingxuan, I am afraid that this young man named Zhou Ran will suffer.

"Stop!" Just as Xiao Zhengyang was about to enter the lounge, Yi Aotong suddenly stood in front of him.

"Yi Aotong, what do you want to do?" Xiao Zhengyang looked at Yi Aotong's face in front of him suddenly with a little anger.

Previously, he was polite to Yi Aotong in the face of the boss, not that he was really afraid of Yi Aotong.

But at this moment, he was first thrown by the horse on the horse dung, then was kicked by the horse, and finally lost the game, and there was a belly fire nowhere to vent, Yi Aotong came up at this time, he did not need to continue to disguise Go on.

"You lost!" Yi Aotong said coldly staring at Xiao Zhengyang.

"And then?" Xiao Zhengyang smiled lightly.

"May the gambling be defeated, you have to be stunned by the horse for two laps!" Yi Aotong continued indifferently.

"Yes! Streaking!" Cao Feiyu immediately followed Yi Aotong.

Hearing the words, Xiao Zhengyang suddenly laughed: "Yi Aotong! You don't really think I'm afraid of you! Not to mention you are not even Boss Yi's pro-nephew, even if it is what, you really think you are in his Will my heart be much higher than mine?"

"Besides, this is not a game between you and me. Do you think boss Yi will face me or him?" After a pause, Xiao Zhengyang couldn't help but point to Zhou Ran.

To put it bluntly, the relationship between Yi Aotong and the boss is not so close, as long as he does not do too much, the boss will not treat him.

If he and Yi Aotong have inconsistent contradictions, maybe he really has to consider the consequences, but Zhou Ran is just an outsider, whether his father Xiao Mingxuan or Yi boss, they will definitely face him instead of Zhou Ran. This outsider!

"Are you ready to be ridiculous?" Yi Aotong said, his face suddenly sinking.

Cao Feiyu and others were insulting and shameless in their hearts. As Xiao Zhengyang said, there is no reason for the racecourse to go to Zhou Ran.

As for Yi Aotong's rules, they just need to make an excuse to say that it was a kid's nonsense.

"How is it! In this racecourse, can anyone dare to move me?" Xiao Zhengyang sneered disdainfully.

With that said, he could not help looking at Guan Xuanliang aside. If he was not afraid of Guan Xuanliang, he could even teach others to teach Zhou Ran and others now.

What if you lose, this horse farm, he Xiao Zhengyang said before counting!

After hearing this, Yi Aotong's face was full of anger, but he said nothing.

She knew that Xiao Zhengyang was telling the truth. After such a long time, the staff of those horse farms may have looked at Xiao Zhengyang's horse head.

Not far away Jian Rong looked at this scene excitedly.

She realized that Xiao Zhengyang's respectful attitude towards Yi Aotong was just not willing to tear her face.

Although Xiao Zhengyang's face was covered with horse dung and his face was swollen by horse kicks, the image in her heart was extremely tall.

"Yes, I did lose this horse race, but what about it? In this world, strength always determines everything, and fists are justice! In this racecourse, even if I lose, I don’t have to bear any consequences. And for a weak person like him, fate can only be dominated by me! The world is so unfair, you say irony is not ironic?" At this time, Xiao Zhengyang laughed.

He was very clear that Guan Xuanliang was a wise man, and he would definitely not easily offend one party at this time.

In this case, he only needs to wait quietly for the arrival of his father Xiao Mingxuan.

"Strength is everything?" Yi Aotong sneered.

"The old lady is now beating your teeth on the floor!" She snorted and rushed towards Xiao Zhengyang.

The others in the racecourse did not dare to move Xiao Zhengyang, but she did not have to be in a hurry.

As it happens, Xiao Zhengyang is just an ordinary person, and she has stepped into the threshold of a martial artist.

Xiao Zhengyang was arrogant and didn't even have time to react. Yi Aotong had hit his face with a punch.