The first class of the new semester is the advanced mathematics class. Seeing the advanced mathematics teacher spitting on the podium, Yang Xie couldn't help but have a headache. Less than half of the people in the class were still in class, but the advanced mathematics teacher seemed to have never seen him.

, spoke with great enthusiasm.

Yang Xie held his forehead, he deserved it. He had never taken advanced mathematics courses, but in the first class of the new semester, he only thought about being a good student when his head cramped. Now he regrets it decisively.

…

Yang Xie, who was bored in every way, threw a note to Lu Dejin: "What would you do if you saw the math teacher falling into the water?"

Lu Dejin quickly replied: "I will be in a daze, then smile slightly, and then close my eyes tightly..."

Yang Xie gave him a thumbs up!

No matter how difficult the course is, it will end. No matter how boring the study is, Yang Xie has gained such a magical skill. Just like if you miss the gorgeous summer flowers, you will surely walk into the quiet autumn leaves. Anything, anyone,

It will all become a thing of the past, don’t live with it...

Yang Xie thought like this, and he suddenly felt that his state of mind suddenly broadened a lot, and his whole person became more energetic.

I really didn't expect that the last class would achieve such an effect. Yang Xie smiled bitterly, life is really like a drama...

Indeed, life is like a play, and it all depends on acting. As soon as Yang Xie finished class, he received a call from Zeng Dafa, asking Yang Xie to quickly go to Baihua Teahouse to watch a good show.

Baihua Teahouse is a teahouse in Tijiang District. Its antique decoration allows it to maintain a pretty good business.

Peony Pavilion.

This is the name of the elegant room where Yang Xie and Zeng Dafa are. Peony is the king of flowers. This Peony Pavilion should be the VIP king of this teahouse, right?

Could it be that Zeng Dafa brought himself to see women? Did this old father-in-law bring his prospective son-in-law to pick up girls? This amount of information is not small...

Yang Xie was thinking wildly. The woman in front of him with exquisite make-up and elegant appearance was straightening her waist, filling a pot with water and making tea. Her movements were extremely skillful, and her flowing posture, coupled with her Han-style dress, made her look like a woman.

It looks like an elegant ink painting.

Zeng Dafa took him to watch the show, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled and watched the woman with the peony work sign put a cup of boiling tea in front of him with tweezers, and also put a cup in front of him.

In front of Yang Xie.

Yang Xie took a sip gently. It was mellow in the mouth. It was indeed a good tea.

Since it is good tea, Yang Xie also calmed down his thoughts. Anyway, with Zeng Dafa's steady attitude, it is impossible to be aimless, so he can just relax and wait...

Just as the tea was brewing, someone pushed the door open with great force, hitting the wall with a loud noise. The leader was a twenty-seven or eight-year-old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a suit like a ruffian.

, he spat as soon as he entered the door: "Lu Yimei, you are so shameless. You said you were not feeling well and asked those little bitches to make tea for me, but you came to make tea for other men?"

The man snorted coldly, and someone immediately pushed a girl about twenty years old in. Her face was swollen, and it was obvious that she had been slapped hard.

Lu Yimei is naturally the woman making tea in front of Yang Xie. She looks to be in her thirties, right? I didn't expect it to be quite popular. This guy's mouth is full of jealousy. You can smell it from a distance, right?

But, as for what? It’s just making tea, who doesn’t make it and drink it? Do you want to be as irritable as your wife Hongxing cheated on her?

Lu Yimei raised her head, her eyes were clear, and she said calmly: "Mr. Zhou, I was really feeling unwell just now, so I asked Hongmei to make tea for you. No matter how angry you are, hitting someone is wrong, right?"

"What's wrong with me beating her? Lu Yimei, you have to remember that your teahouse is in my father's territory, so you have to listen to me, otherwise I will make your teahouse unable to open and make you and all your people a pawn for me.

Go, my cousin!"

After the man finished speaking, the men behind him laughed. One of them, a man in his early twenties with a tattoo on his face, laughed and said: "I will come to visit then..."

The whole room burst into laughter again, and the woman with the red plum work badge was as frightened as a quail, trembling all over.

Seeing Lu Yimei's silence, the man sneered again: "My patience has its limit, just make tea obediently, otherwise, I will let you close the door today!"

The man kicked the door hard and looked at Yang Xie and Zeng Dafa who had their backs turned to him. His eyes became colder and colder. The tattooed man understood and reached out to push Zeng Dafa and said: "Hey, you can get out!

"

Zeng Dafa grabbed and pushed with his backhand, directly pushing the tattooed man a few meters away, and hit the wall with a bang. Then he slowly straightened up, while Lu Yimei stepped forward and gently supported Zeng Dafa, with a calm expression.

…

Only then did Yang Xie realize that it turned out that his future father-in-law did not bring him to pick up girls, but brought him to get to know him first, lest he would be too lethal and fight him, which would be bad...

"Damn, grab the woman that labor and management like!"

Zhou Peiquan was furious. In this three-thirds of an acre of land in Tiujiang District, someone dared to steal a woman from him? Although this guy seemed to know some ancient martial arts, it was scary as hell. It’s not like his people didn’t know Hunyuan.

Who hasn’t learned the trick for a while?

"Go on, kill him!"

Zhou Pei waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately rushed forward, some holding daggers in their hands. Zeng Dafa shook his head. He had indeed gone back more and more. He had been behind the scenes all year round, and he didn't know these people.

Already yourself?

Although he has practiced the Xuantian Feather Transformation Technique, these people are indeed no match for him, but he is the majestic leader of the Black Flame Gang, why should he join in the fun with these guys?

There was no need for Zeng to throw a cup as a warning. In the next moment, another group of people rushed in from the door and directly hit these people with steel pipes and baseball bats in their hands. Their movements were extremely fast and their attacks were particularly tricky. Almost in an instant, these people

Everyone was knocked down, leaving only one Zhou Peiquan standing there in a panic.

"You, you can't touch me, my dad is Zhou Sensheng!"

Zhou Peiquan looked at the people gathered around him with trepidation. Damn it, did he offend anyone from the Black Flame Gang? Why are the members of the Blade Team of the Black Flame Gang here?

Do you have that much prestige? Do you need so many red sticks to deal with just yourself?

For a moment, Zhou Peiquan didn't know whether to be proud or to cry.

"Since you dare to touch my woman, you have to bear my anger. Let Zhou Sensheng take his people and get out of Rongcheng." Zeng Dafa said lightly, looking at the bewildered Zhou Peiquan, he shook his head, Rongcheng

There is no room for so many idiots anymore, so let them get out.

"You, who the hell are you!" Zhou Peiquan's head felt hot and he yelled.

The one who responded to him was Song Tingtang who directly took the steel pipe and hit him hard on his lower abdomen. Looking at Zhou Peiquan who was hugging his lower abdomen and curled up like a shrimp, Song Tingtang spat and said: "Idiot, our boss.

Do you dare to touch any woman?"

The severe pain prevented Zhou Peiquan from fainting directly, so he could only stay awake. When he heard Song Tingtang's words, his chest felt as if he had been hit hard by a hammer.

What boss?

Zeng Dafa?

It's over!
Chapter completed!