Chapter 62

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, doubt and Schadenfreude, I saw a tall, thin young man with a pretty face coming in.

Among the people on the spot, there may be some who don't know Wei Ziqian, but they definitely don't know Wei's son-in-law.

His bad reputation has long been spread in Anjiang city. Some young ladies from rich families were urged to marry by their parents. Sometimes they could not help but retort: "I'm so anxious to get married. Do I want to marry a loser like Luo Jing?"

What's more, he has just reported himself to his family, so he has attracted the guests to sigh.

"He That's the loser

"I'm really here. I dare to scold Fu Shao. Don't I want to die?"

"I'm afraid that the soft food waste will only help you?"

"Miss Wei Jia San is so beautiful. Looking back at her husband, she really has a flower on the cow dung."

"Isn't this kid coming here with a mantis arm pawning the cart and taking shame on himself?"

"See, there's a good play to see."

In the whispered discussion, Luo Jing has come to Wei Ziqian. Seeing that Wei Ziqian has nothing to do for the time being, he is a little relieved and asks with concern: "wife, are you ok?"

"You did come." Wei Ziqian some nervous said.

She was worried that Luo Jing would cause trouble.

"You have been bullied. Of course I have to come." When Luo Jing saw Fang Shiya beside him, he said: "Fang Shiya is also here. Hello!"

Fang Shiya rolled her eyes. There's no remedy for this loser. I don't know what occasion it is now. It's like nothing happened.

"Oh, it turns out that this is Miss Wei's useless husband. He's not very good." Fu Qingyang then began to laugh.

"Wife, who is he?" Luo Jing doubts a way.

"His name is Fu Qingyang, the son of the local snake Fu Laosan." Wei Ziqian stares at Fu Qingyang angrily, and then introduces the process of the matter briefly.

After Luo Jing heard this, the calm on his face disappeared, and his eyes gradually became sharp. He stared at Fu Qingyang with cold eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "are you Fu Zhong's son?"

"Yes, rubbish! How dare you call my father's name and seek death? " Fu Qingyang said angrily.

He didn't expect that the poor son-in-law of the Wei family in the legend was so arrogant, and then scolded: "I don't need to be so knowledgeable with you. Cut the crap. Either pay me $150000 for my '82 Raffi, or let me take your wife and her friends back and have a good time. However, I know very well that you just depend on your wife to eat soft food at home and idle all day long. If a poor man wants to spend 150000 yuan, he may not be able to make it to heaven.... "

However, before his words were finished, Luo Jing's eyes were full of killing intention, and suddenly his figure moved.

The three companions suddenly changed their faces and wanted to besiege Luo Jing.

However, their actions can not keep up with the speed of Luo Jing.

Luo Jing jumped up and stepped on the chest of his two companions.

They let out a scream and fell out.

Luo Jing, however, pours on Fu Qingyang with his strength. His body is in the air, and his feet kick Fu Qingyang hard in the face.

Fu Qingyang screamed bitterly. The whole man fell three meters away and hit a table by the window heavily.

After smashing the whole table, Fu Qingyang fell to the ground, covered his face in pain and rolled miserably.

Although the face was covered, but still can see that his face is full of blood, the bridge of the nose is also broken, obviously hurt is not light.

Luo Jing, on the other hand, is a light landing, standing in the field with a strong air.

There is still one of his subordinates who wants to attack Luo Jing. Luo Jing turns his head and stares at him with a cold look in his eyes, which makes him tremble all over. Unconsciously, he gives up his stupid idea and takes two steps back subconsciously. As a result, He staggers and sits on the ground.

Everyone here was shocked. I had heard that Luo Jing had studied martial arts and made trouble everywhere in Anjiang city.

But no one thought that this useless skill was so good.

Just face to face, he defeated Fu Qingyang and his three friends.

What a reckless boy he is!

But he clearly knows that Fu Qingyang is the son of Fu Laosan, one of the three underground forces. He even dares to fight each other. Isn't he looking for death?

Among the two women present, Wei Ziqian had seen Luo Jing's skill, so he was not too surprised.

On the contrary, Fang Shiya was really stunned, and his chin was almost falling out.

This skill is just like the protagonist of a kung fu movie!

No wonder Luo Jing will offend people everywhere. It's because of his own martial arts!

But the other party is Fu Laosan's son. Luo Jing is in great trouble!

Luo Jing doesn't care about people's eyes. With his strength and status, he doesn't care about the views of secular people.

"Dare to beat my wife's idea, this is your end!" Luo Jing said coldly, then glanced at the broken wine bottle on the ground and drank the red wine. He could not help picking up a piece of glass debris with a label and said with a smile: "it's also called Lafite in '82. It's ridiculous!""Smelly boy, you If you hit me, you're dead! " Fu Qingyang's face is full of blood, struggling on the ground, gnashing his teeth, his face is particularly ferocious, like a supporting role in a horror film.

Just then, a bald, fat middle-aged man rushed in with five or six security guards.

Seeing Fu Qingyang's face covered with blood on the ground, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Oh, Fu Shao? How did you become like this? It doesn't matter. Who beat you? "