Chapter 771: Come here (1/2)

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.