Qin Yang was just watching, and a figure suddenly blocked Qin Yang's view. Qin Yang looked up and saw Zhang Kun in a suit standing in front of him.

Zhang Kun held a glass of red wine in the other hand, and stood in front of Qin Yang and asked condescendingly: "Do you know Wen Yuyan?"

Qin Yang frowned, are you annoying? You just wanted to see my joke, but I didn’t see the joke, but now you have become a curious baby again?

"It doesn't seem to be your business, right?"

Zhang Kun snorted coldly: "Of course it's not my business, but at least we know each other. I'm just here to advise you that Wen Yuyan is not something that someone like you can look up to. If she is the bright moon in the sky, then you are the toad in the mud field..."

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on Zhang Kun's face, and he said impatiently: "I said Zhang Kun, how old are you? Why are you as naive as a child? Do you think you are wearing a suit and I am wearing jeans, and you are superior to me? Do you think you will be slapped in the face if you laugh at me for a few words?"

Zhang Kun's face, which was originally pretentious, suddenly frozen, and his eyes showed an angry look of shame and anger. He retorted: "Are you still very proud to dress like this? You can spend more than 500 yuan on your whole body? You know where this is, and you are even more embarrassed to come here? I'm afraid that it's a poor relative and friend who wants to get some contact and can't get in. I'm embarrassed to put down my old face, so let you do it. After all, you are young, and no one will take it seriously, right?"

Qin Yang's face was as usual and said lightly: "Maybe you are proud to appear here, but I am not. If I had not been entrusted by someone, I would not come even if I were invited. I would not want to have any relationship. I can earn everything about me myself. What about you?"

Qin Yang's voice was a little cold and unconcealed mockery: "Besides relying on the family's money and the father's small power, what else can you do and what else can you do? Are you awesome in your studies? Are you awesome in fighting? Can you tell me some of the strengths that can be proud of?"

Zhang Kun's handsome face suddenly turned into a pig's liver. He had dealt with Qin Yang twice before. He knew that Qin Yang was capable, but he felt that Qin Yang was quite soft and seemed to be not angry, but now he found out that he was wrong!

What this TM said is nothing, it’s just a squirting knife, and the knife is piercing people’s hearts!

When I sprayed my mouth, I felt that it was even more slap in the face than the last time Xianwu Mountain!

Zhang Kun clenched his fists and looked at Qin Yang with his eyes fiery breath. Qin Yang picked up the drink, took a sip, glanced over his clenched fists, and raised the corners of his mouth: "What's wrong? I want to hit me, can you beat me?"

Zhang Kun clenched his teeth as if he was about to bite his teeth. He swears that if he hadn't really been able to beat Qin Yang, he would have rushed up and punched him!

Qin Yang looked at Zhang Kun's appearance, his eyes fell on Zhang Kun's hand holding a red wine glass, and continued to mock him: "You can drink it and eat red wine, can you even taste red wine? Even the simplest way to hold the cup is wrong, so I'm embarrassed to learn to show off my body?"

Zhang Kun's face suddenly turned bloody and he roared in a low voice: "What are you pretending to be?"

Qin Yang gently clamped the feet of the glass in front of him, swayed gently, and the transparent drink gently swung in the cup. Qin Yang put it in front of him, pretended to smell it, then took a sip, passed it in his mouth, then slowly swallowed it, and said with a smile: "Good wine."

Of course, Qin Yang didn't drink wine, but the position he had just made was the standard position of drinking red wine. He did this on purpose, obviously mocking Zhang Kun for holding the glass with his palm, mocking him for not knowing how to drink red wine at all, but not knowing how to pretend to be conscious.

Qin Yang saw Qiu Si for some reason, but he felt a little impetuous in his heart. Perhaps he was looking at Qiu Si in front of him and was happy. Thinking about his master's lonely and lonely, he felt a little angry for his master. It just so happened that Zhang Kun was still provoking him without eyes, and Qin Yang's anger poured on Zhang Kun.

"Zhang Kun, we are classmates. I would like to advise you that pretending to behave is a meticulous job and a very elegant thing. If you pretend to be wrong, you can easily be regarded as a fool."

"you!"

Zhang Kun's face turned pale, and he was in a dilemma for a moment. He couldn't beat him, but he couldn't say that he wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare to act here. Not to mention him, even his father was nothing here. If he had a quarrel, he would probably be kicked out in minutes.

"Young man, you can't be too arrogant, otherwise you will be easily slapped in the face."

A low male voice penetrated from the side. Qin Yang turned his head and saw Zhang Long walking over with a gloomy face. He was holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and grabbing the cup with his palm, but he had a captivating momentum on his body.

When Zhang Kun saw Zhang Long, he was both ashamed and embarrassed: "Dad..."

Zhang Long waved his hand and turned to stare at Qin Yang: "Young man, your mouth is very good, but I just don't know if the bones are hard enough?"

Qin Yang leaned lazily on the chair and said lightly: "I hit the young one, the old one comes out. Is my bones hard enough? You can tell if you try it? You just have to be careful. Although your fists are hard, you will still be injured when hitting the wall."

Zhang Long's pupils contracted slightly. He was not going to interfere with the matter between Qin Yang and Zhang Kun, but after saying hello, he happened to see Zhang Kun almost cried by Qin Yang. He stood there in a grievance, and was not very embarrassed to do it. Finally, he couldn't help but stand out.

As a father, who would like to watch his children be bullied, let alone Brother Long, who has a great family and a great career, may there be many people here that he really can't afford to offend, but he certainly won't include the guy in front of him.

Originally, in Zhang Long's prediction, Qin Yang would definitely admit defeat after he came forward. After all, the other party was just a freshman in his twenties. He had great psychological advantages in terms of age, momentum, etc., but Qin Yang's reaction was greatly beyond his expectations.

Faced with his unconcealed threat, Qin Yang was stunned for a moment and slapped him in the face with his backhand.

You ask me if my bones are hard?

First, ask if your fists are hard enough?

Be careful when you hit me, my bones didn't break and your fists broke. Don't blame me for not reminding you.

Zhang Long's eyes became sharper and sharper, like a knife: "Young man, you probably don't know who I am yet?"
Chapter completed!