The Ultimate Student in the City

He naturally knew that the reason Zhou Yan wanted to beat others was not because this guy had raised a mistress, but because a woman who had been tired of himself is now being tired of other men.

So at the roast duck restaurant that day, he couldn't stand it anymore, and directly attacked Pan Xiaoting's new boyfriend... Checking his character was just a pretty good excuse.

Besides, that guy knew at a glance that he was not a good person, and Zhou Yan needed to vent when his heart was hurt, so let him vent.

After getting the boss’s approval, Zhou Yan’s confidence was immediately enough. Anyway, even if he hurts someone, the boss will pay for the medical expenses. Even if this guy has a big background, he has called many boys and bosses. So what are you afraid of? That's it!

So Zhou Yan tried his best to show such a cold face on his face. He regretted it a bit. He had known that he would wear sunglasses when he came out this morning, and he would definitely be more cold.

Then clenched his fists, strode to Deng Xiaomin and the middle-aged man with gold teeth.

"Hey, my dear, you are so disgusting..." Deng Xiaomin's face was shy, and his fist hit the middle-aged man's chest. He raised his head inadvertently, and the smile on his face suddenly solidified.

"Zhou...Zhou Yan?" Deng Xiaomin's eyes widened suddenly, and even inexplicably, she felt like she was being caught and raped on the spot in a tryst with her lover.

In fact, she once thought that she would eventually marry Zhou Yan. Of course, after getting married, she would naturally help him put on several green hats. After all, she had to earn some living expenses, right? With Zhou Yan's wealth, he naturally couldn't support his monthly expenses of at least tens of thousands.

Of course, she would also be blowing all kinds of wind around Zhou Yan's ears, so as to get the most benefit from Li Zedao.

But in the end, this idea of ​​her was simply cut off by Li Zedao, and she was far from Zhou Yan ever since.

At the same time, the middle-aged man saw a kid suddenly walked in front of him and stopped. He stared at himself with an unkind look. The smile that seemed so wretched on his face solidified, and it was already a little gloomy. To: "Boy, who are you? Are you here to be handsome in front of Laozi?"

"Deng Xiaomin, tell him, who am I?" Zhou Yan glanced at Deng Xiaomin with a rather cold look.

"Uh..." The muscles on Deng Xiaomin's face twitched, thinking that this guy is sick? Had it not been for his destiny to recognize that person as the boss, my old lady would have killed you long ago, and could I still wrong myself to sleep with you? You also don't look in the mirror to see your face, and your fighting power... It's shameful to say that my old lady is really not as good as a cucumber.

"Why, Xiaomin, this kid is your boyfriend?" The man was shocked, and immediately he hugged Deng Xiaomin's waist harder, raised his legs and said with a smile, "I said Xiaomin, your taste Is it too bad? How come you find such a turtle as a boyfriend?"

The middle-aged man naturally doesn't care that Deng Xiaomin has a boyfriend or a husband. What he likes most is to dig other people's corners, which makes him quite a sense of accomplishment.

"This... he is not my boyfriend." Deng Xiaomin's expression was stiff and awkward. I can't say that he is the poorest and most stupid man I've seduce, but there is no doubt that he has the greatest potential, right?

The middle-aged man thought that Deng Xiaomin was worried that he would be angry, so he dare not admit it.

He raised his head and looked provocatively at Zhou Yan with a sneer: "Boy, I'm telling you this, even if Xiao Min is your girlfriend, but now she is also my woman, and I have to accompany Lao Zi to open the house and kneel. Licking Lao Tzu's ass, when Lao Tzu gets tired of playing, she will naturally go back to accompany you, so now let Lao Tzu go, and don't be jerky here."

When Deng Xiaomin heard this, she felt even harsh and her face was extremely hot. Although it was a big truth, it really embarrassed her to say it in public like this.

"Done?" Zhou Yan shook his head, trying hard to imitate the calm and calm posture of the boss. He remembered that the boss still liked to yawn that looked rather awkward.

So Zhou Yan kindly yawned and said faintly: "After finishing talking, please find a paper towel to wipe your greasy old face, so I won't get my hands dirty for a while."

"...Little bastard, what are you talking about?" The middle-aged man stood up abruptly, his face was already gloomy, this kid said he was going to slap himself in the face? Really do not live or die!

"I said, I want to slap you in the face!" Zhou Yan said lightly, feeling proud. Yes, this is the feeling, this is the feeling of fullness. I seem to have mastered the essence of the boss's kind of Laozi's best in the world.

"Haha..." The middle-aged man laughed like he heard the funniest joke. "Want to hit Lao Tzu in the face? You bastard, you hit me, if you dare to hit Lao Tzu... "

"Snapped!"

His response was a loud slap.

The middle-aged man suddenly slapped his face before he finished a sentence. He was slapped on the face by the fierce slap before he even had time to react. The huge force instantly slapped his body. He fell heavily to the ground.

During this period of time, Zhou Yan received the professional training from the **** of death. Whether it was reaction speed or strength, it was naturally far superior to ordinary people. Even if he faced the soldiers in the army, he would not be inferior. After beating such an explosion, naturally there is no problem .

The middle-aged man was completely stunned, and Deng Xiaomin was also taken aback. She really didn't understand when Zhou Yan, who had always been thunder and rain, became so arrogant? unless……

Subconsciously looking around with the corner of her eye, she saw Li Zedao sitting not far away looking up at the sky, and she suddenly had an urge to cry.

why? Why is this guy still reluctant to let him go and kill him all? I finally seduce a local tyrant, am I easy to me? The most important thing is that he hasn't given me the maintenance fee for this month, and he hasn't bought me the lv bag that I like. After such a trouble, isn't it flying?

Very helpless eyes glanced at Zhou Yan, no wonder the guy dared to be so arrogant, it turned out to be a fake tiger.

"Asshole!" The middle-aged man who lay down on the ground was dumbfounded for a while and finally became a little sober, with a pale face, gritted his teeth and roared.

It's a shame to be slapped on the ground by such a kid.

Now that you are trying hard to get up, you have to look good with this kid.

"boom!"

However, at the moment he just stood up, Zhou Yan hit his nose directly with a punch, so the middle-aged man lay on the ground again without saying anything, his nosebleeds spurted out.

"I said I wanted to slap you in the face, you seem to... don't believe it?" Zhou Yan stared condescendingly at the middle-aged man, and said lightly.

The fist was clenched, and I couldn't help but swear in my heart, your sister, why are you so thick-skinned and nose so hard? This made this handsome guy's hands numb.

"Huh...do you dare...do you dare to hit me?" The middle-aged man's eyes turned red, and he tightly covered his nose, and the blood dripped down his fingers.

"Bang!" He answered with a punch. Before he got up, Zhou Yan passed his fist again and hit his left eye heavily, so half of the panda was born.

"If I were you, I would shut up obediently and couldn't get up on my stomach. Maybe I could get a few fists less." Zhou Yan snorted and continued to pretend to be cold, which was really full. Well, this is the feeling, keep it up.

The middle-aged man thought about it, so he closed his mouth and stayed on his stomach. Of course, his blood-red eyes were so terrifying. If they could kill people, Zhou Yan would have died hundreds of times.

"Bang!" Zhou Yan kicked him in the stomach.

"Do you think I wouldn't beat you up on my stomach? That's naive!" Zhou Yan said with a sneer.

The muscles on the middle-aged man's face twitched wildly, his lips squirmed, but he didn't say anything after all.

He thinks it's better not to speak, although he is equally beaten if he does not speak.

Zhou Yan squatted in front of him and said, "You must want to say that I hit you because of Deng Xiaomin, right? You are wrong, so wrong, how could I do it for the bus?"

"Bus?" Deng Xiaomin's eyes widened, and had the urge to take off his high-heeled shoes, the **** desperately? At the beginning, who was lying on my old mother with a look affectionately saying that my old mother is the most beautiful, noblest and purest girl in the world? Your sister! Men really don't have a good thing, and what they say is like farting.

Zhou Yan kindly yawned and said: "The reason why I hit you is because I just happened to be in a bad mood and you have a face that owes you. If I don't beat you, take it seriously. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to our great motherland, even more to my incomparable temperament and my handsome face..."

"..." Deng Xiaomin's face changed wildly, and he almost threw up the trash can beside him uncontrollably.

"What? Miss Deng seems to be suspicious of me?" Zhou Yan glanced at Deng Xiaomin coldly.

Deng Xiaomin wanted to say that there is no need to doubt at all. As long as you have a normal mind, you will firmly believe that you have a big pie face, and that so-called unparalleled temperament has nothing to do with you.

Naturally, such words cannot be said, so she can only work hard to condense a stiff smile on her face, intending to go against her conscience to identify with his such shameless boast.

"Forget it, you don't have to say anything, I know it all, I know I have always been a stalwart existence in my heart." Zhou Yan looked at Deng Xiaomin and said lightly.

"..." Deng Xiaomin seriously suspected that he seemed to have eaten several flies. Otherwise, why would he want to vomit so much?