"Hey, a boy with few bones and flesh, do you want to make a fortune for this shriveled calf?"
Fatty Fang bared his teeth and waved his fists to threaten.
The handsome young man with red lips and white teeth was not at all frightened, as if he hadn't seen the huge fist.
"Fight, Jue definitely won't be able to beat you." Feng Jue brought only one book boy with him. Although he had learned the art of riding and archery, he could only defend himself, and his lethality was not enough, "But Fang Langjun is bullying the few with the power of bullying. It must have been a while.”
"Hey! Get out if you can't beat him, and don't talk about it in front of the young master. You can either stand and watch him get beaten, or come over and be beaten together. This is at the foot of Shangjing City. Who doesn't know the name of the young master? A sour scholar dares to come up and pick things up!"
Feng Jue raised her eyebrows and said leisurely, "Although Jue is not Fang Langjun's opponent, it doesn't mean that no one can subdue you."
Fatty Fang snorted and said harshly, "Could it be that you also want to go home and ask grandpa to tell grandma, can't you send rescue troops?"
"There's no need for that." Feng Jue showed a wicked smile, as if the pure white painting paper was dyed with a thick and colorful pattern, "Does Fang Langjun dare to gamble with Jue? If you win, what about Huang Langjun? , Jue doesn't care. If you lose, will this matter be written off?"
Fatty Fang snorted. Although he has a fat head and pig ears and has no ink on his chest, it does not mean that he is really a pig.
"This gamble is not good for Xiao Ye at all." Fatty Fang looked at Feng Jue with his thief eyes, and then said harshly, "Why don't you change your bet. If you win, you will write it off. If you lose, stay with Xiao. How about one night, Lord?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed one after another, and the young Feng Jue's eyes flashed slightly, and a terrifying killing intent appeared in his eyes.
Fatty Fang was stunned, his legs were softened by this look, but he still straightened his chest stubbornly.
Huang Changshi's grandson didn't seem to expect things to turn out like this, and hurriedly scolded Fatty Fang.
"Shut up, you really dare to say anything. Brother Jue is the Saburo of Shangyang Feng's clan, and he is not afraid of offending people!"
He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the words Fengshi Saburo.
Jiang Pengji heard this, looked at Feng Jue secretly, and thought to herself—this is Feng Jin's third brother
Feng Jue's clothes seem simple, but the materials used in her clothes are all exquisite. At first glance, she knows that she is either rich or expensive. Fatty Fang did not expect the other party to have such a big background. Although Zhongshu Ling Fengren was appointed to office early, Feng's prestige in Dongqing was still unshakable.
Fatty Fang was slightly withdrawn in his heart, but he didn't want to show the slightest fear on his face.
Feng Jue sneered and said, "Okay."
"Brother Jue!"
Huang Changshi's grandson had a remorseful look on his face. If he had known this, he would not have dragged Feng Jue into this quagmire.
Fatty Fang secretly hated in his heart, since Feng Jue didn't give him a ladder, it would be difficult for everyone to ride a tiger.
"What are you betting on?" Fatty Fang asked.
Feng Juesu pointed to Jiang Pengji who was watching the play.
"Who can take a personal item from this Langjun, whoever wins, how?"
Jiang Pengji was dumbfounded.
The audience in the live broadcast room also reacted, and this is a misfortune.
[Xylitol Chewing Gum]: Isn't that right, Feng Jin's younger brother is so black-bellied and hateful, he actually framed the anchor
[Linglong Secret Security Lock]: Liner is bad, the anchor is really standing and laying a gun this time.
[Old Noodle Restaurant Driver]: Hey, why do I think this 'Je Brother' has recognized the identity of the host and wants to ask for help? Feng Jin knows the anchor, and he must have mentioned to his younger brother the terrifying fighting power of the anchor. If he wants to find one of our anchors, he can beat a hundred.
Everyone was stunned by the content of this gambling fight.
Fatty Fang was the first to react and almost jumped in anger.
"Bah, this person must be known to you, this is cheating."
Feng Jue said with an innocent look on his face, "Juan doesn't know this gentleman."
Jiang Pengji frowned, her hands were itchy, and she said, "I don't know him either."
Fatty Fang smiled wickedly, "Since you don't know each other, this game will be much easier. Boy, if you don't want to suffer in vain, then obediently take out a personal object, the closer you are, the better. This game must be the young master. Win, surround him!"
Following the order, the servants quickly surrounded Jiang Pengji and separated Feng Jue by the way.
As long as Fatty Fang took the first step to get Jiang Pengji's personal belongings, the gamble was won.
Jiang Pengji sneered and asked in a loud voice, "Feng Huaiyu, are your younger brothers so sloppy?"
At this moment, a clear and mature young voice came from the private room on the second floor.
"Younger brother is stubborn and unremarkable, please forgive Lanting for one or two."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man wearing a jade crown and aqua-colored shirt lifted the bead curtain of his private room and walked down the stairs happily.
Take a closer look, it's not Feng Jin, Feng Huaiyu, whom I haven't seen in a few years!
The young man's appearance is magnificent, and his appearance and outline are slightly similar to the previous youth. When the two are placed together, they are brothers at first sight.
"Even so, he shouldn't bet like this. If he loses, how will it end?"
Jiang Pengji wondered in her heart. In her opinion, Feng's kind of tutor can only teach Feng Jin to be a gentleman like Feng Jin. How can he teach Feng Jue to be such a deviant, daring and self-willed, and even dare to answer the content of that kind of gambling. Come on, this kid has a good temper.
"You Jin looks at it, nothing will happen." After not seeing it for several years, the frizz and greenness around Feng Jin have disappeared under the tempering of time, and only the smoothness and transparency like pearls and jade are left, like pearls that have been dusted off. , shiny, warm and not dazzling.
"What about fame?"
People can't get into trouble, but it's hard to hear this reputation.
Feng Jin's lips moved slightly, and her eyes were a little helpless, "Don't worry if you have more debts."
Of the three brothers in the Feng family, only Feng Jue is a freak, and he doesn't know who to follow with his deviant temperament.
Having said that, Jiang Pengji understood.
Jiang Pengji and Feng Jin were reminiscing about the old days, and Fatty Fang felt that he was left out.
Fatty Fang jumped on his feet, pointed his fat fingers at Jiang Pengji, his expression was slightly grim, "Who cares who you are, grab this kid and take off his clothes. Don't you want a personal object, the young master will take it all. , let this gamble be lost!"
Feng Jin glanced at Fatty Fang pitifully, not knowing whether to live or die.
Feng Jue's eyes moved back and forth between her brother and Jiang Pengji, wondering what she was thinking.
"Take care of my accountant. If he loses a single hair, you won't be able to pay Huaiyu."
Jiang Pengji threw the sandalwood fan in Feng Jin's arms, and entrusted Xu Ke to him by the way.
On the side, Princess An Yina glanced at the Feng Brothers in Yushu Linfeng with a wink. They were beautiful and delicious, and they knocked people's fingers.
I don't know the origin of this Liu Xi, but he was able to meet so many young talents.
Feng Jin smiled happily, "Naturally, Xiaoyu will be guaranteed to be safe."
The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help covering their eyes. The next scene was so bloody that they couldn't bear to look directly.
"Hey, figured it out?" Fatty Fang didn't know when he was about to die, thinking that Jiang Pengji was afraid, and wanted to take the initiative to resign, "Take off your clothes yourself!"
"Do you know who my father is?" Jiang Pengji asked.
Fatty Fang was enraged, "Master, who your father is!"
"Yeah, you don't have to care who my father is, but you have to know who I am!"
After Jiang Pengji finished speaking, without any warning, she punched the opponent's left eye with a fist.