Qi Chen was actually quite happy to be called a pretty boy, at least it showed that he was handsome.

So he said sincerely thank you.

Zeng Fanyu obviously did not expect that his ridicule to the other party would be exchanged for a word of thanks.

How big is this man's heart?

"This person is Qi Chen." Xu Jun said. This sentence made Zeng Fanyu react.

Because of Mo Chuanchuan, he knew Qi Chen.

He subconsciously looked up to the second floor. In that quiet place, it seemed that there was always a pair of eyes staring at him.

Zeng Fanyu understood that this was a test for him.

The atmosphere in the hall was ups and downs, affecting everyone's hearts. Who would have thought that everything today happened because of this poor boy in front of him.

Su Yunyun was a little panicked. Seeing this, she finally remembered that Mo Chuanchuan once had a fiancé, and that man was Qi Chen.

Zeng Fanyu's eyes are burning, but after all, he has received a higher education and had a strict upbringing since childhood.

The exaggerated muscles wrapped under the shirt seemed to have relaxed a lot. On an occasion like today, I really couldn't do anything directly.

He took two steps forward and said in Qi Chen's ear: "I don't understand why you, a poor boy, are here. But now, you have robbed my woman and are blocking my way. This is disturbing.

I’m very unhappy.”

"Maybe... we can... go out and solve the problem."

When Qi Chen heard this, he took a step back, as if to avoid the other party's bad breath.

He originally just came to experience what this so-called upper class society is like, but he didn't expect it to be so complicated.

Wave after wave of ridicule came one after another, as if these people were all gentlemen and could only use their mouths.

"Do you want to fight?"

Zeng Fanyu burst out laughing, the buttons of his shirt almost bursting open, revealing his white teeth: "Let's go outside to solve the problem. It will be quick and won't delay the start of the auction."

When he said this, his face turned cold, he took off his coat, threw it to Xu Jun, and clenched his fist at Qi Chen.

"It's bad luck for him to be targeted by Zeng Fanyu." Mo Chuanchuan just felt relieved. What happened today made her so embarrassed.

Why go outside?

Qi Chen thought it was too troublesome, so he raised his fist and hit the opponent's nose directly.

Zeng Fanyu was born in the special forces. In terms of physical fitness and skills, he may be more terrifying than the current Qi Chen, but so what.

Qi Chen has spiritual energy.

He is no ordinary person!

What's more, the other party has no defense at all.

Only a muffled groan was heard, and two streams of blood spurted out from Zeng Fanyu's nostrils.

Heavy sound.

Shocking blood color.

The huge body hit the ground, and the whole hall seemed to be shaken.

The strong sting made Zeng Fanyu shed tears unconsciously. Just as he was about to open his mouth, there was a bang, and several teeth shattered.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

"Why do you talk a lot of nonsense every time before you fight? Why can't the things you do secretly be put on the table? Everyone knows who you are anyway."

So, this young man from the bottom.

This young man, whom they had ridiculed, bullied and talked about for three years, beat up a rich second-generation man at a high-end charity auction.

Under the bright lights, everyone was in an uproar, with hard-to-conceal shock on their faces.

Is this person crazy?

I am afraid that even Fang Zuyang would not make such a drastic move on such an occasion.

They are upper-class people, even if they are gangsters, they are in the dark.

It's natural to look bright and beautiful on the surface.

"It's so rude. How could such a person appear here and attack him secretly?" A group of ladies exclaimed, covering their eyes as if they had never seen a fight.

"Drive out, drive out such a rude gangster, where is the security guard?!" Ge Shuaishuai took the lead in scolding, leading everyone to attack Qi Chen.

"Yes, drive him out. What qualifications does such a person have to come to a place like this? He is a country bumpkin, a country bumpkin!"

"Get out!"

The fat man quietly moved his body. He knew that Qi Chen had offended the public and there were some rules that could not be broken.

boom!

Qi Chen stepped forward and stepped directly on Zeng Fanyu's chest, pushing the struggling Zeng Fanyu to the ground again.

The sounds of crusade in the hall suddenly stopped.

Several men who were close to Qi Chen stopped in place awkwardly at this moment.

They don't want to be trampled on the ground like a dead dog by this madman.

Mo Chuanchuan's face was filled with disbelief. This man was a little too bold. Did he really think he could withstand the anger of these people?

Maybe tomorrow, we can find a floating corpse in the moat.

At this moment, footsteps sounded, and Fang Zuyang's white figure walked down the spiral staircase.

"Young Master Fang!"

"Zuyang!"

There were rustling voices in the hall, especially Mo Chuanchuan. When he saw the visitor, his face had changed, and Lihua ran over like rain.

Fang Zuyang gently wiped her tears.

There were sighs of disappointment from the girls all around.

As he approached, the crowd automatically separated and made way for them.

Qi Chen pulled back his feet and looked directly at the leader of the younger generation in Licheng City for the first time.

Fang Zuyang looked at Qi Chen without getting angry. His smile always made people feel warm.

"Thanks."

It was very natural for him to say this, but his tone sounded like a compliment from a person in power to his subjects.

"Zeng Fanyu just came back from the military camp. His temper is too strong. You might as well give him a lesson to avoid offending people he shouldn't offend in the future."

The meaning of this sentence is that Qi Chen is not someone who should not be messed with.

With Xu Jun's help, Zeng Fanyu reluctantly stood up, full of shame.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

Qi Chen was a little frightened. He originally thought that if he ruined Mo Chuanchuan's reputation and beat Morey, the young man of Fergu Manor would be furious or appear in a sarcastic manner, but he did not.

"You're welcome." Qi Chen wanted to see what the other party would say.

He couldn't beat the other person right now, unless he didn't want to live anymore, and he didn't want his sister to live either.

Fang Zuyang looked around with bright black pupils, and said gently and with memories: "Are poor people ridiculous?

"I don't think it's ridiculous at all, and I respect them very much."

"My grandfather's generation were farmers, with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky. Your grandfather's generation, or those above, were also farmers, beggars, or rough laborers."

"What's so funny?"

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Is Fang Zuyang on the same side as Qi Chen?

Fang Zuyang has an aura that once he speaks, others will automatically quiet down.

"But, one thing, what my father taught me is that whatever your identity is, you will appear on whatever occasion, do what kind of things, and what kind of words you will say."

"You appeared in an inappropriate situation today with an inappropriate identity and did something inappropriate. This is very annoying."

Fang Zuyang clapped his hands, and a staff member in the lobby walked over quickly.

Fang Zuyang smiled and said: "Hello, this is my invitation letter. I am a platinum-level customer. I remember that according to the rules, I can ask some ordinary customers to leave."

"Yes, sir." The clerk said respectfully.

He pointed at Qi Chen: "This gentleman has made everyone very unhappy. Please ask him to leave."

Great move!

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they admired Fang Zuyang even more.

It seems that all the women have expressions of admiration. Such men are much better than those who speak evil words and hit and kill.

Mo Chuanchuan, on the other hand, held Fang Zuyang's arms tighter.

The staff came to Qi Chen and were about to speak, but were interrupted by Qi Chen.

"Young Master Fang, I would like to ask you if you remember there is a man named Qi Dongqiang."

"Qi Dongqiang?" Fang Zuyang frowned, then shook his head.

"A driver." Qi Chen said in a deep voice.

Fang Zuyang smiled calmly and said: "I don't know you, so please leave."

Qi Chen sighed.

Yes, I don’t know...

For people like Fang Zuyang, if a driver dies, it means nothing.

He didn't bother to care at all. It was probably the first time that he knew of his existence.

In the other person's eyes, I am just a little person.

However, little people also have their anger.

Little people can also fight back and punch.

Under the urging of the staff, Qi Chen slowly took out an invitation. The invitation looked just like an ordinary invitation. However, only Qi Chen knew that it was given by the big shot from Jiang Night Market.

.
Chapter completed!