Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Seven

Liu Chun's expression suddenly changed, and he stepped back a few steps, and said in a sigh, "Don't come over, do you know who Kang's grandfather is?"

"Who is it?" Zhuo Bufan asked, looking at him lightly.

"Brother Kang's grandfather is the chairman of our Qinzhou Wushu Association, if you..."

Before I finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan had already punched him in the face. Liu Chun's whole body was like a kite with a broken line, flying upside down, spitting out two blood cavity teeth in his mouth.

"Don't show up in front of me in the future." Zhuo Bufan finished speaking and walked into the school with Zhang Huan.

The students passing by saw Liu Chun lying on the ground, and they whispered to each other. Liu Chun stared at Zhuo Bufan's back and his eyes exuded a poisonous light like a snake.

"Isn't this Liu Chun from the Jinlin team? Why was he beaten?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm tired of life, even the people in the Jinlin group dare to move."

"Go away." Liu Chunchong shouted at the surrounding students, and immediately stood up and stared at the backs of Zhuo Bufan and Zhang Huan and said: "Damn, wait for me."

Zhuo Bufan, who entered the school, didn’t take what he had just done in mind. Now his main thing is to study hard. No, it’s to cultivate hard. With his current strength, it’s very difficult to make progress. If he can find other things. Cultivators, maybe there is further hope.

Zhang Huan frowned, and his pretty face was full of worry: "Zhuo Bufan, Liu Chun is a bully at school, and he is a member of the Jinlin team. If you hit him, he will definitely seek revenge on you. of."

After finishing talking, Zhang Huan bit his lip and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Zhuo Bufan, he came to you because of me."

"It's okay, this kind of person is owed." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile, amused Zhang Huan.

Immediately asked: "By the way, what is the Jinlin group?"

"It's all organized by a group of brothers with some identities and backgrounds. What kind of name Jinlin is a thing in the pool? Anyway, it just doesn't study all day and makes trouble everywhere." Zhang Huan wrinkled his face, obviously dislike Jinlin very much. Group, said slowly.

Zhuo Bufan said: "This Jinlin group is an organization organized by a group of rich second generations to have fun. You can only join if you are worth a certain level."

"Yeah." Zhang Huan nodded and said: "If he really comes to trouble you, tell me to tell grandma that grandma knows a lot of amazing people."

The corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth outlines a look of helplessness, when he is so down that he needs a woman to protect him.

At this moment, three women in front saw them shouting: "Zhang Huan."

Zhang Huan took a look and said to him: "Zhuo Bufan, I'm going to class, bye." With that, he waved his little white hand and walked to the three girls.

The three girls glanced at Zhuo Bufan at the same time. A girl with a ponytail took Zhang Huan's hand and teased: "Xiao Huan, it's only a week since school started. You found your boyfriend?"

"No, yes, he is not my boyfriend." Zhang Huan's blush seemed to be bleeding, this girl is easy to be shy.

"I think it is definitely not Xiao Huan's boyfriend. Look at the scar on his face, so ugly, how could Xiao Huan look at him." Another girl in Tsing Yi said with her lips curled.

Zhang Huan frowned and said, "It's not good to say bad things about others behind your back, let's go to the classroom."

Watching the four little girls leave in tweet, Zhuo Bufan shook his head, thinking about the Jinlin Group. This Jinlin Group should be similar in nature to the Bauhinia Club and Skull and Bones in other countries. They were both college-aged and formed by students. The organization, but compared with the Skull and Bones, the Jinlin group is just a little trouble.

He went to the classroom by himself. Everyone had just come to study for less than a week, and they were not very familiar with each other. Except for the scars on his face that made people look at him more, no one paid attention to him.

I found a seat at the back, and suddenly a boy patted his shoulder: "Hey, your name is Zhuo Bufan, right?"

"Well, are you?" Zhuo Bufan turned his head and saw two boys smiling at him, one fat and the other thin.

"Introduce myself, my next person is Yushu Linfeng, Xu Qiang who is known as a pear blossom pressing a begonia." said the fat boy.

The thin boy looked gentle: "My name is Chen Junyang, we are in a dormitory, but it has been a week since school, and I haven't seen you come."

"My name is Zhuo Bufan. I have relatives in Qinzhou, so I live outside the school." Zhuo Bufan said politely.

Xu Qiang has a familiar personality, and he walked around and sat next to Zhuo Bufan, and looked at him up and down: "I thought you had a little girlfriend living with him. Don't worry, I am nicknamed the rich second generation. Give you."

Chen Junyang glanced at him sideways: "Forget it, you bought this Armani after saving for two months, Zhuo Bufan, don't listen to him bragging."

Suddenly, the fat man blushed and his neck was thick, and he was about to find Chen Junyang to pinch him, when he suddenly saw a white figure walking in from the teacher's door.

Not only him, all the boys in the class focused on the woman. She was a proud height of 1.7 meters, and a chiffon dress made her look ethereal like a goddess.

"My food is here, classmate Zhuo sees it, this is my goddess, I recently discovered that she often pays attention to me, I don't know if she likes me." The fat man said without knowing what shame is.

Chen Junyang directly gave him an idiot look.

The woman Liu Ye’s eyebrows were drawn carefully, her big and bright eyes are piercing, her lips are like two-petal peach blossoms, her long black hair is draped straight on her shoulders, she is indeed dressed as a goddess, and she is looking directly at her. Zhuo Bufan came over here.

The fat man suppressed the heart that was about to jump out, and calmly said: "It seems that I am not wearing Armani today. When I get my hands, let her introduce a girlfriend to you two."

Just when the fat man tried to make a brilliant smile, the woman stopped in front of Zhuo Bufan, looking straight at Zhuo Bufan and said: "Classmate, can I sit next to you?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned, his eyes gleaming and staring at each other, and nodded: "Whatever."

After the woman sat down, she smiled faintly: "Hello, my name is Qiu Jinse."

"Zhuo Bufan." After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, and he said, "You are very much like a person I have seen."

Qiu Jinse covered his mouth and smiled: "Many boys have said this to me."

The smile on the fat man's face was extremely stiff, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn, such a bad pick-up technique."