Chapter 771: Come here

Chapter Seven Hundred and Seventy Two

After Jiang Wei finished speaking, she looked at Long Jianfeng's face again and seemed to understand something.

"Xiao Jing, my birthday party hasn't just started yet, why are you leaving?" Jiang Wei took Liu Jing's little hand with an angry look on her face.

Seeing the angry expression on her good friend's face, Liu Jing looked at Zhuo Bufan hesitantly, hesitating.

"Are you Xiaojing's distant cousin? If you have something to leave first, we won't keep you, but Xiaojing has to accompany me on my birthday." Jiang Wei pursed her lips and smiled as she watched. Zhuo Bufan.

Shi Jian clenched her white fist and looked at Jiang Wei in disgust. She followed the young man and didn't know how many she had seen.

Zhuo Bufan looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Leave Liu Jing here, and send her drunk to Master Long's room later?"

When a word came out, everyone in the entire box had a sudden change in expression.

"What are you talking about, how could I do such a thing?" Jiang Wei's face suddenly showed a chill.

Nie Ping also said, "Xiaojing, why is your cousin spitting blood?"

As for Long Jianfeng and the few youths beside him, they were glaring at Zhuo Bufan. In fact, these people were all said by Zhuo Bufan. Long Jianfeng had this plan. If Liu Jing didn’t agree to be his girlfriend, At that time, Jiang Wei got her drunk and put her to sleep at night.

In Sangguo Liujing's family who has no relatives, no reason, and no communication, there is nothing to do with him when the time comes, but his cautious thinking was pierced by Zhuo Bufan.

Liu Jing hesitated for a while, with firm eyes in her eyes, fighting for Jiang Wei's palm, and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back and cook for my mom and dad."

Long Jianfeng and the others stared at Zhuo Bufan fiercely with a stern look in their eyes, obviously resenting Zhuo Bufan for ruining his good deeds.

Jiang Wei's eyebrows were erected, "Xiaojing, didn't you say that we are good friends? Why don't you even believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I really have something to do." Liu Jing bit her lower lip, clutching her skirt in a panic with both hands.

"No need to go." Suddenly Zhuo Bufan frowned while looking at the door of the box.

At this moment, the door of the box was pushed open, and a group of men in vests with bald heads poured in. About a dozen or so people, with naked arms and necks smelling all kinds of strange tattoos.

Some are tattooed with birds and beasts, some are tattooed with some characters, and some are tattooed with weird patterns and totems, but this group of people is not easy to provoke.

The headed middle-aged man had a plaster cast on his right arm. It was Xiaoyuan who I saw in the restaurant today.

Next to Ohara was a man wearing the ancient samurai costume of the Sang country. He was about forty years old. His expressions showed the scent of a wolf looking at an eagle.

"Big brother, these two people who beat me are both from Lan Guo." As soon as Xiaoyuan entered the box, he saw Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian, with angry and cruel expressions on his face.

In the box, Long Jianfeng, Jiang Wei, Nie Ping, and other boys and girls saw this group of people coming in, and their faces suddenly changed to panic, even a little at a loss.

"It's Kuno." Long Jianfeng's face was a little pale.

Although everyone is a student, in Sanguo, almost everything in life is connected with the club, and everyone has naturally heard of Kuno's name.

This is the younger brother of the leader of the Asakusa Kendojo, the underground overlord of the cherry blossoms, and almost dominates the existence of the underground forces of the cherry blossoms.

Kuno took a faint glance at Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian, and calmly found a sofa to sit down, and the younger brother next to him quickly stepped forward and lighted him a cigar.

"Kun Hisano, I am Long Jianfeng. Don't you remember me? The last time I met with my father at a banquet." Long Jianfeng, as the leader, bit his scalp and walked over and said.

Kuno looked up, glanced at him lightly, and then said: "Long Haojun's son, a bit of reflection."

"Kun Hisano, my classmates and I have birthdays today, I don't know Mr. Hisano..." Long Jianfeng asked cautiously.

When everyone saw that Long Jianfeng was able to talk to Kuno Xiong, and the other party knew him, they breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Wei, Nie Ping, and other boys and girls showed a trace of admiration and looked at Long Jianfeng.

The Mitsubishi group is one of the largest clubs in the country, and Kuno Yu is the younger brother of Kuno Pond. He can be said to be a super-top powerhouse. Ordinary students like them are not qualified to talk to each other.

But Long Jianfeng is only the right to speak. Although Long Jianfeng is lustful and insidious, he is clever in mind. He is a little child who speaks lightly. Perhaps his father can still deal with it a few words.

"Longsang, those two are your classmates?" Kuno Xiong's gaze stared at Zhuo Bufan, and his eyes flashed with cold light occasionally, like a cheetah choosing someone to eat.

"They are not my classmates." Long Jianfeng said.

"Then there is nothing wrong with you." Kuno didn't look at Long Jianfeng, but at Zhuo Bufan, "Did you hurt Ohara-kun?"

Long Jianfeng, Jiang Wei, Nie Ping, and others were surprised to see this extraordinary.

It was this guy who beat Xiaoyuan-kun, no wonder the other party would find him in the KTV directly.

"It was me, how about it?"

Before Zhuo Bufan could speak, Shi Jian stood up and said with a trace of anger on Qiao's face.

Zhuo Bufan casually taught some spells to the swordsman so that she could also understand the language of various places. This spell was just a small skill for carving insects.

"You are very beautiful, but the person who beat me must at least give me an explanation, otherwise I will not be able to stand on the cherry blossoms." Kuno squinted slightly and stared at the samurai sword, with a hint of greed in his eyes. .

Ohara suddenly said: "Brother, don't talk nonsense with them, grab them first, and I want to take revenge. You leave that woman to the older brother, you can enjoy it first, and then let me have fun too."

While speaking, Ohara licked his lips.

"Shameless." Shi Jian yelled, kicking on Xiaoyuan's belly, and the other party fell directly behind like a gourd, pained by the big man.

"Asshole, catch them for me." Kuno didn't expect that someone would dare to hit Ohara in front of him, and he immediately cursed angrily, revealing a murderous look on his body.

A group of small gangsters got the order and rushed towards Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian.

Zhuo Bufan sat on the sofa as steady as Mount Tai, but Liu Jing was nervously clutching her little hand, her face full of anxiety.

Long Jianfeng, Jiang Wei, Nie Ping and others have long since hid, for fear that they will be hurt.

"Young Master Long, can you help?" Liu Jing suddenly looked at Long Jianfeng and pleaded.

Long Jianfeng was dumbfounded, even if his father came, he wouldn't be troubled. He was an underground gangster, so how dare he go and stop Kuno Xiong.

Shi Jian stretched out his palms and stepped on Lingbo. The figure was misty. Those who rushed over had already flown out before touching her clothes. In a moment, all a dozen gangsters fell to the ground.

At this moment, even Kuno Yu who was sitting on the sofa couldn't help showing a trace of amazement and astonishment, frowning vigorously.