A man can easily summon the devil in front of a woman and another man—that is, to act with extremely impulsiveness.

The premise is that the woman is very beautiful and that man attracted the woman's attention.

The Nike man was a little unreasonable under the stimulation of Ye Wudao's ball. Seeing Li Muxi jumping, his eyes showed a bit of hideousness. At this moment, Li Muxi's movingness became a demonstrating his failure. Then, he sneered in his heart and deliberately hit the ball towards Li Muxi, and the point was Li Muxi's body!

Ye Wudao, who had a stern look, instantly blocked Li Muxi, who was so scared that he closed his eyes. Bang! The ball was almost violently hit by the racket and banged towards the opposite field with an astonishing arc, hitting the Nike man's forehead directly!

If there is a slow-motion replay, the Nike man will slowly fly backwards. After he falls, the ball will not be willing to roll at the feet of the stunned Chu Ciyan. He is too lazy to appreciate the Nike man's fate. Ye Wudao patted Li Muxi's little head and smiled and said, "Are you scared?"

Li Muxi, who was hiding behind him, did not see the bloody scene, and said stubbornly, "No." When she poked her little head out and saw the fainting of the Nike man, she spit out the lilac tongue, beloved. Wen Qingqin, who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, applauded, which caused many helpless eyes from Duan Shaopeng's classmates, but the child was obviously very perverted and made even more fun, and shouted with the pitiful chameleon there and was yelling.

"Ye Wudao, how can you do this!" Chu Ciyan roared. Although she was dissatisfied with the boy's careful treatment of Li Muxi, she couldn't stand Ye Wudao's revenge. The dozen people around were also quite disgusted with Ye Wudao. It seems that their words to modify Ye Wudao are not only arrogant, but also narrow-minded.

"Is he dead?" Zhao Qingsi walked into the tennis court and asked with a smile.

Obviously, many people had already seen the arrival of her and the four young people behind her, and their eyes changed greatly, from hatred for Ye Wudao to awe of them. Feng Meng, who ran over from the basketball court, felt a chill in his heart after seeing Zhao Qingsi. He said tremblingly: "It shouldn't be dead."

"Not dead? What a pity."

The young man dressed in a very British style sneered, "If you don't die, just call an ambulance, and if you die, you will go to the morgue."

They did not show hostility and disgust towards Ye Wudao for such cold-blooded and arrogant words, but called an ambulance helplessly. They didn't even dare to look at this young man. Even Qin Boxian, who had a very good background, couldn't help but take a few steps back and take a few steps back, as if they wanted to draw a clear line. The officialdom in China has always been a privilege system that is above the people, and it is also full of mystery because it is far from ordinary people. Although Qin Boxian is a person in this circle, he is far from the role of the most core circle. His father is not! Although he is not very clear about the specific background of these four guys who are very close to the Zhao girl, Qin Boxian is sure that the elders of them are at least at the provincial and ministerial level or military commander level. There are indeed many Beijing officials, but only those who are truly standing at the top of the pyramid of power.

Qin Boxian's girlfriend Cao Tingxue shook her head secretly. Ye Wudao is really in trouble now. Du Yudang of Peking University and Zuo Zhitang, Xiang Ruhui of Tsinghua University, and Li Zhang of National Defense. Which one is not a boy who dominates his own campuses? Plus Zhao Qingsi, the most troublesome demon of the Zhao family, Ye Wudao is simply in a situation of being surrounded by enemies. He secretly looked at his boyfriend with complicated eyes, and then looked at the unscrupulous young man on the court. Cao Tingxue sighed softly.

The Nike man finally woke up in a daze, but was woken up by Du Yudang, Peking University. He was so confused that he was shocked when he saw Zhao Qingsi. An exaggerated carp turned over when he beat him. His flexibility was not like a wounded man who had just been hit by an astonishing tennis ball. Du Yudang picked up his tennis racket with his feet, pointed at Ye Wudao on the opposite court and said coldly: "I'll fight you."

Ye Wudao glanced at the young master who had the capital to get along with Zhao Qingsi, and smiled contemptuously: "Are you qualified?"

At this moment, he finally let Chu Cijing see the legendary so-called momentum of Ye Wudao. The arrogance that seemed to be suppressed was displayed in front of them without reservation. She was sure that Ye Wudao, the one who dared to talk to Du Yudang, was the first! She couldn't believe that this was the young man who had been silent since he met today, but when she thought of the poor guy beside her who was stunned by a ball, she felt quite indignant at Ye Wudao's hidden power, and felt like a clown who was being fooled!

"Don't think that defeating Situ Xuan is great. There are many Chinese people. So there is no shortage of geniuses." Du Yudang revealed a big gossip that shocked everyone except Zhao Qingsi and the others. He threw the ball up without saying anything, with a very obvious rotation. Wow, the ball fell next to Ye Wudao in an instant, and then exaggeratedly and violently rotated, hitting Ye Wudao directly! Zhao Qingsi clearly appreciated an arc. This is no longer a capital that college students can have. Indeed, China is so big and there are more geniuses, so it is normal to use probability theory.

Ye Wudao leaned back casually, pulled a curve, and waved his slap without stopping to return the ball to Du Yudang.

Still on his left hand, Ye Wudao did not seem to value this pride of Peking University.

However, Ye Wudao did not expect that Du Yu Party could really control his tricky lobs and curved balls. It can be seen that Du Yu Party not only has solid basic skills, but also has a spiritual treatment of the ball. Of course, this is the stalemate situation created by Ye Wudao without exerting force on his left hand. In the face of absolute speed, any skill is fancy and pale. However, just as Ye Wudao was about to knock Du Yu Party’s racket away, Zhao Qingsi had already cleverly proposed to let her fight Ye Wudao. Ye Wudao looked at the group of young masters who grew up in this large greenhouse in Beijing, and by the way, he did not have much affection for Zhao Qingsi, who had not met for a long time.

When Zhao Qingsi noticed Ye Wudao's eyes, she panicked and found that Ye Wudao did not have the mood and intention of "playing a friendly match" with her, and held the slap in his right hand! It was still so perfect top-spin throwing and sharp swinging. However, when Zhao Qingsi really faced this kind of serve, she found her inner fear. She was so dull that she could only let the ball land with a sarcastic meaning, bounced up, disappeared from her ears, and lifted up a few strands of her hair.

Why? Why did it do this to me?

Zhao Qingsi was stunned and stared at the young man with a cold smile in the distance. She understood why he treated her the same way as the enemy. The enemy, yes, she knew it was like this. She originally thought that he and she were not friends in time and would never be enemies, even if the two were in the battlefield opposite to each other!

However, Ye Wudao's fast and fierce serve shattered her original beliefs, as crisp as a glass. Zhao Qingsi, who always thought she was so cold that she would not be sad, discovered for the first time that she and Ye Wudao were actually very far away, as far away as two parallel lines.

"Qingsi, are you doing anything?" Zuo Zhitang, who was wearing braids, said worriedly when he saw Zhao Qingsi's pale face.

Zhao Qingsi shook her head, held the racket, and did not dare to put it down, as if she was afraid of losing something.

"Qingsi, why don't I teach him a lesson for you?" Du Yudang said gloomyly.

"Forget it, there is no need to cause a second fishing typhoon for this little thing. When you know who he is, you won't act so rashly. In short, it's not your turn to worry about the matter between me and him." Zhao Qingsi bit her lip and said coldly.

"Are handsome?" Ye Wudao asked, patting Wen Qingqin's little head while walking off the court with his little lover Li Muxi holding him off.

"It's so careless." Wen Qingqin replied even more. She was too lazy to pay attention to Ye Wudao, but when she saw the murderous look of the boss Li Muxi immediately changed her position when she saw the wind. She was gnawing on the lollipop and dragging the poor lizard, as if she had made up her mind to hang out with Ye Wudao. There was no way, who made Ye Wudao the boss of her boss?

"Pretty B!" Wen Qingqin turned around and cursed at the young men of Du Yudang when she walked out of the tennis court.

"Who told you to speak like this?" Ye Wudao, who was sweating in cold sweat, knocked on the head of the child Wen Qingqin and asked.

"You can't control it!" Wen Qingqin sucked the lollipop, and when she was upset, she pulled the lizard that could not move hard. It really makes people admire the powerful vitality of this lizard, which is even stronger than Xiaoqiang.

"She is a wild child, and I am the only one who is willing to take her in." Li Muxi laughed.

"No!" Wen Qingqin protested.

"Then what do your parents do?" Ye Wudao asked casually. He didn't want to be charged with abducting young girls.

"Being an official, a very big official! So I said that those people were pretending to be B just now!" Wen Qingqin said angrily with a pout.

"What an official?" Li Muxi pulled her braid and smiled, obviously not taking this little brat's words seriously.

The little girl muttered with her pink little fingers: "Well, I'll do it, one, two, three... My grandfather seems to be the fourth largest official!"

"The fourth largest official in China? Who do you think you are? Little brat? Could it be the fourth largest official in the neighborhood committee?" Li Muxi squatted down and pinched Wen Qingqin's red face and smiled.

Ye Wudao looked at Wen Qingqin, who was sulking because she was underestimated by Li Muxi, and murmured: "Indeed, there are not many people in China with the surname Wen."
Chapter completed!