Chapter 352

"Hey, a little boy with few bones and meat, do you want to give this shriveled calf a head?"

Fat Fang bared his teeth and waved his fist.

The handsome young man with red lips and white teeth was not afraid at all, as if he had not seen the huge fist.

"I'm sure Jue can't beat you." Feng Jue only brought a schoolboy with him. Although he had learned riding and shooting swordsmanship, he could only defend himself and lacked lethality. "However, Lang Fang had passed a little by bullying more and bullying others."

"Hiss! If you can't beat him, get out and don't force him in front of me. Either you stand and watch him being beaten, or come and be beaten together. Here is at the foot of the capital. Who doesn't know my name, and an sour scholar dares to pick up trouble!"

Feng Jue stretched his eyebrows and said leisurely, "although Jue is not Fang Langjun's opponent, it doesn't mean that no one can subdue you."

Fat Fang said, "is it difficult? Do you also want to go home and ask grandpa and grandma to help?"

"You don't have to." Feng Jue suddenly showed a bad smile, as if the pure white paper had been dyed with a thick ink and heavy color pattern, "do you dare to gamble with Jue? If you win, Jue doesn't care about Huang Langjun. If you lose, the matter will be written off?"

Fat Fang sniffed. Although he was fat and had no inks, it didn't mean he was really a pig.

"This gambling fight is not good for me." Fat Fang looked at Feng Jue with sneaky eyes and said, "why don't you change a bet? If you win, write it off. If you lose, how about spending a night with me?"

As soon as they said this, their faces changed one after another. Feng Jue's eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes showed a terrible killing intention.

Fang Pang was frightened and his legs softened by this look, but he still straightened his chest.

Huang Changshi's grandson didn't seem to expect this to happen, so he quickly scolded Fang pangzi.

"Shut up, I dare to say anything. Brother Jue is the third husband of Shangyang Feng's family, and I'm not afraid to offend others!"

He deliberately accentuated the words "Feng's three husbands".

Jiang Pengji listened, looked at Feng Jue secretly, and thought to herself - is this Feng Jin's third brother?

Feng Jue looks simple, but all the materials used in her clothes are exquisite. At first glance, she knows that either she is rich or expensive. Fang pangzi didn't expect that the other party had such a great origin. Although Feng Ren left office early, his prestige in Dongqing could not be shaken.

Fang Pang felt a little retreat in his heart, but he didn't want to show any fear on his face.

Feng Jue said with a sneer on his lips, "OK."

"Brother Jue!"

Huang Changshi's grandson looked regretful. If he had known this, he would not drag Feng Jue into the mire.

Fang pangzi secretly hated that since Feng Jue didn't give him a ladder, it would be difficult for the big guy to ride a tiger.

"What are you betting on?" Asked fat Fang.

Feng Jue Su pointed at Jiang Pengji who was watching the play.

"Who can take a personal thing from the husband, who will win?"

Jiang Pengji looked confused.

The audience in the live broadcasting room also reacted. They said it was a disaster.

[xylitol gum]: No, Feng Jin's younger brother is so black and hateful that he even framed the anchor?

[exquisite secret lock]: it's so wilting. The anchor is really standing and lying with a gun this time.

[old noodle shop driver]: eh, why do I think this' Jue Di 'has recognized the identity of the anchor and wants to ask for help? Feng Jin knows the anchor. He must have mentioned the terrible combat effectiveness of the anchor to his brother. You know, one anchor can beat a hundred.

People were also confused by the content of the gambling fight.

Fat Fang reacted first and almost jumped with anger.

"Bah, you must know this man. It's cheating."

Feng Jue looked innocent and said, "Jue doesn't know the husband."

Jiang Pengji frowned, her hands itched, and her mouth said, "I don't know him either."

Fang Pang smiled maliciously, "since you don't know me, it's much easier to gamble. Boy, if you don't want to suffer in vain, you'd better take out a personal object. The closer you are, the better. I must have won the gamble and surround him!"

Hearing the order, the boys quickly surrounded Jiang Pengji and separated fengjue by the way.

As long as Fang pangzi gets Jiang Pengji's personal belongings first, the bet will be won.

Jiang Pengji sneered and quickly asked, "Feng Huaiyu, your brothers are so weak?"

At this time, a clear and mature young voice came from the elegant room on the second floor.

"Young brother is naughty. Please forgive LAN ting."

As soon as the voice fell, a young man wearing a jade crown and a water colored Confucian shirt opened the Pearl curtain of the elegant room and walked down the stairs happily.

Take a closer look, it's not Feng Jin, Feng Huaiyu that I haven't seen in years!

The young man looks extremely prosperous. His appearance outline is slightly similar to that of the young man before. When they put them together, they know that they are brothers.

"Even so, he shouldn't make such a bet. If he loses, how will it end?"

Jiang Pengji wondered. In her opinion, Feng's tutor can only teach such a graceful gentleman as Feng Jin. How can she teach Feng Jue such a rebellious person? He has the courage to fight and act willfully. He dares to respond to the gambling content. This boy has a good temper.

"Youjin looked at it and nothing happened." Not seen for several years, Feng Jin's impetuous and green have disappeared under the tempering of time, leaving only a pearl as smooth and transparent as jade, like a pearl brushing away the dust, shining, gentle and not dazzling.

"What about fame?"

There is nothing wrong with people, but the reputation is ugly.

Feng Jin's lips moved slightly, and her eyes were a little helpless. "Don't worry about too much debt."

The three brothers of the Feng family, only Feng Jue is a freak, and his rebellious temperament doesn't know who to follow.

With that, Jiang Pengji understood.

Jiang Pengji and Feng Jin talk about the past. Fang pangzi feels neglected. He is unhappy and wants to be angry.

Fang Pang jumped and pointed at Jiang Pengji with fat fingers. His expression was slightly ferocious. "Who cares who you are, catch this boy and take off his clothes. Don't you want a personal object? I'll take it all, so that the bet will lose!"

Feng Jin looked at Fang Pang with pity and didn't know whether to live or die.

Feng Jue's eyes moved back and forth on her brother and Jiang Pengji. I didn't know what she was thinking.

"Take good care of my cashier. If he loses a hair, Huaiyu can't afford it."

Jiang Pengji threw the sandalwood fan into Feng Jin's arms and entrusted Xu Ke to his care.

On one side, Princess Aina glanced at the wind brothers in Yushu Linfeng. They were beautiful and delicious, and people's fingers moved.

Liu Xi is nothing more than the name of Liu she's son. He has no merit and reputation. Once he introduces himself, he can know so many young talents.

Feng Jin happily smile, "naturally will ensure filial piety public opinion is not in the way."

The audience in the live studio can't help covering their eyes. The next scene is too bloody. They can't bear to look straight at it.

"Hey, hey, have you figured it out?" Fang pangzi didn't know that he was dying. He thought Jiang Pengji was afraid of things and wanted to take the initiative to be soft, "take off her clothes!"

"Do you know who my father is?" Asked Jiang Pengji.

Fat Fang was angry, "I don't care who your father is!"

"Yes, you don't care who my father is, but you have to know who your father is!"

Jiang Pengji said, without any omen, and closed her fist directly to the other party's left eye.