No acquaintance without fighting

Three young men walked over from the path in the distance. One of them had a long, pointed face and was tall and thin. Even wearing a brocade robe could not hide the sinister aura about him.

"Brother Zhou, do you think that boy Li Mu won this competition again?" Liu Shilang's son still held a book in his hand and said with one hand behind his back.

"Who knows that he is the crown prince's man? He has a strong backing." The young master Li Xuesheng in the cabinet shook his head.

"How about that Ouyang? I think he is good and can fight." Mr. Liu said.

"I heard that he is from the emperor." Mr. Li suddenly lowered his voice.

"Has the Second Prince taken a fancy to him?" Zhou Wenbin raised his eyebrows, and Mr. Liu beside him had already leaned over: "There will be a poetry competition in a while. What the Second Prince means, if two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. We are just right.

Deli, hehe..."

The three of them walked over with a smile, and everyone who was passing by them gave way to them. Only Zhao Li and An Mengjie stood there without moving.

"Where did those two little brats come from? Why don't you give way? Can't you see me coming?" Mr. Liu said sharply.

Mr. Zhou was not angry and pushed Zhao Li on the shoulder, causing Zhao Li to stagger and almost stepped on An Mengjie's foot.

Zhao Li was smiling at the domineering looks of the three of them. Before he could speak, he was suddenly pushed by Zhou Wenbin, and his eyebrows immediately stood up: "Who are you calling a brat?"

"Of course it's far away...in the horizon, but close in front of you." Mr. Li chuckled.

"A good dog doesn't block the road. If you stand in the middle of the road, we won't be able to walk." Mr. Liu also laughed unscrupulously.

There were bursts of laughter on the path, and the laughter was very shrill and harsh.

Zhao Li's face immediately turned cold and he took out something from his arms: "Then I will beat you, this dog."

"Pfft," before he finished his sentence, Mr. Liu's head exploded and blood flowed out. He touched his head and couldn't believe that someone dared to use a murder weapon to commit murder in the inner courtyard of the palace: "Blood...

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"Good boy, you have the guts." Mr. Li quickly grabbed the thing that fell to the ground: "This is evidence of hurting someone." When he opened it, it turned out to be a brick. He was so angry that he said, "You little bitch, how dare you take a brick?"

Smash people,"

Zhou Wenbin looked fiercely, grabbed the brick, and without saying a word, he smashed it back viciously.

"Who are you talking about, you little bastard?" Zhao Lizheng was happy that he finally got back the game, but he didn't expect Mr. Zhou to take action directly and quickly ducked and twisted his body.

With a sound of "Pa!", the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet. Zhou Wenbin swallowed calmly, feeling dizzy. Ouyang, who was hit by a brick, slowly walked out from behind An Mengjie, holding in his hand

Hold the brick and look down at him.

"Yes, I'm sorry." After just a few seconds of looking at each other, Zhou Wenbin was finally defeated: "Master Ouyang, I did it unintentionally."

Ouyang has a slender figure, and his sharp eyes only glanced lightly, and the chilling air burst out from his eyes. Zhou Wenbin's heart felt as if it had been torn out, and a feeling of uneasiness emerged leisurely.

He was so horrified by this look that he took a step back, turned around and wanted to run away, but Ouyang stepped forward and kicked him in the back. He couldn't help but fall forward, half-kneeling and fell to the ground. Ouyang

He followed up, stepped on his neck with his right foot, pressed him tightly to the ground, and pressed the brick on his head.

"If you fall, you will be good-looking... Those who humiliate others will be humiliated by others. This sentence is my greeting gift to Mr. Zhou." Ouyang stepped on Zhou Wenbin's feet, and his eyes stayed on An Mengjie's face.

, the concern in his eyes is clearly visible.

Mr. Li next to him has not yet reacted, but even if he did, he saw Ouyang's skills clearly. One was injured and the other was lying on the ground. He was too frightened to move.

Have I known him before? An Mengjie thought to herself, but looking at the look in his eyes, it seemed that they had known him for a long time. After this time, Zhou Wenbin and the others should be honest for a while.

"Okay... That's good. Let's see if he still dares to bully others?" Zhao Li showed admiration in his eyes and pulled An Mengjie over.

"You?" Zhou Wenbin was about to yell, but he held it back when he thought that he was still under someone's feet and touching Ouyang's cold sole.

"Hero," this lesson was enough. Zhao Li was very satisfied and pulled An Mengjie: "Master Ouyang, can you sign your name for me?"

Mr. Liu behind him covered his head and shouted like a killing pig: "You dare to hurt me, dare to hurt me - I will let my father destroy you -"

An Mengjie sighed and thought, why does this routine happen every time? There are always various sons who trick their father.

"Your dad," Zhao Li's eyes moved, and he suddenly let go of An Mengjie's little hand, walked directly in front of Ouyang, bent down: "Borrow me," he said, picking up the brick that was attached to Mr. Zhou's face, and turned around

He walked straight to the young man who was shouting for revenge, stood calmly, and raised his hand.

"Crack."

He used bricks to hit Mr. Liu's uninjured area and drew blood. Mr. Liu rolled his eyes and fainted.

Then she clapped her hands: "Okay."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" The second prince clapped his hands and walked over. The man in front of him was elegant and thin, with an elegant and noble appearance. There were seven or eight people coming behind him, all of whom were dressed in luxurious clothes.

Zhao Li's eyes twitched and his eyes suddenly averted.

"Young Master Ouyang, you are very skilled! This is..." The second prince chuckled, glanced at Zhao Li, and walked over: "Young Master Ouyang, please look at my thin face and show your dignity."

"We don't know each other until we fight, Mr. Ouyang, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." There is a person behind, wearing a bucket-shaped turban, a brocade-edged robe, and a black belt around his waist.

With a smile, this man's name is Guo Huaiyu. He is the son of an admonishing official. He claims to be full of knowledge and resourcefulness, and often compares himself to Zhuge. It is the young master who often makes plans and instigates the second prince.

Ouyang sneered in his heart, but before he could speak, Zhao Li suddenly glared, raised his eyebrows, and cursed ungratefully: "Who knows you? Get out of here!

"What's the misunderstanding? Don't let him go. Second brother, are you and this Taoist priest responsible? I'll sue the Queen Mother." When Zhao Li saw Guo Huaiyu, he was not angry and was not afraid of exposing his identity as a woman disguised as a man.

"Why do you misunderstand your second brother so much?"

An Mengjie was so shocked that she wanted to spit at them.

What kind of name is this? In Dream of Red Mansions, Xiangyun calls Baoyu by his nickname. Next time, he has to find a suitable opportunity to persuade Zhao Li to change this name, otherwise he will tremble every time he calls him Baoyu.

"It turns out it's Sister Li," the second prince shouted rather annoyingly, and winked at the brother beside him: "It really has nothing to do with me. By the way, why did you come here with a little tail?"

"Who is Little Tail?" Zhao Li pouted with a depressed look on his face: "This is sister Meng'er, I brought her to watch the game."

"Oh, let's watch the game," the second prince suddenly flicked his sleeves, his fingers slid across Zhao Li's body, and he clicked in quick succession!

"You! You! You! You! You!" He clicked without stopping, pointing at the trampled Mr. Zhou, Mr. Liu, Mr. Li, Guo Huaiyu, and Ouyang one by one. "Students from the dignified academy will not go to the competition."

, what are you doing here to join in the fun, the prince should be angry later."

Ouyang calmly raised one foot.

Mr. Li hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhou Wenbin up and saluted the second prince. Someone quickly carried Mr. Liu down.

"Sister Li, I won't delay you from watching the game now, please?" The second prince chuckled.

"Who wants you to let go of Zhou Wenbin? He has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He is not a good person at first glance." Zhao Li said angrily.
Chapter completed!