"Xiba! I won't shut up. What do you want? Hit me! Come on! Take action!"

"You old guy, you're still playing tricks on the guys? Try touching me!"

"Oh, I'm so scared~ I'm standing here today. If you can't kill me, I will raise you!"

Zheng Xianjun's words not only did not scare these young boys, but instead aroused their rebellious psychology and erratic nature.

They stood in front of Zheng Xianjun with red eyes, and could feel each other's breathing on each other's faces.

Jung Hyun-jun is about to be mad at this moment. It has been a long time since no one dared to talk to him like this.

He clenched his fists and wanted to teach them a lesson to establish his authority.

But the remaining reason gradually made him loosen his tight hand and began to calm his breathing speeding due to his anger.

If there were only two people at this time, Jung Hyun-jun would rush forward without hesitation and put them down as before.

But now there are four young and strong men standing in front of him, and he is already a man of three. As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of being strong.

Even if he has learned some Taekwondo and exercises regularly, he may not be able to beat 4 of them.

And, most importantly, if he takes action, it means a complete breakup.

He wouldn't do anything without any benefit.

Zheng Xianjun forced himself to restrain his anger and took a step back. In his opinion, he was already embarrassed and admitted defeat. At this time, he should give him a step. Then hello, I, hello, everyone, I just pretended that what happened had never happened.

This kind of idea is nothing wrong.

However, Zheng Xianjun made another mistake. These young men were not the cheeky old foxes he encountered in business.

They don't know how to deal with these problems smoothly at this age, or they don't have this idea at all.

Impulsive! Passionate! Don’t consider the consequences! This is what they should have at this age.

From the moment they started to swear, they had already divided the camp with Jung Hyun-jun.

So, when he saw Jung Hyun-jun take a step back and looking at them 'expectedly'.

The leader directly slap in disdain, and the mouth was yellowed and the very disgusting phlegm was spit on Zheng Xianjun's famous leather shoes!

Zheng Xianjun's eyes turned red when he looked at the things on his shoes, and the young man in the lead was still smug and joking with his companions beside him.

When Jung Hyun-jun looked over, he returned his very sarcastic and provocative look.

It seemed as if I was saying, "I just vomited. What can you do? Hit me? If you have the ability, you will hit me!"

"Haha, I know he is a coward. I hate this kind of tiny face the most."

"Yes, what you said is very clear. Once you act seriously, it won't work, it's rubbish."

"I don't know if he has a girlfriend. When he sees that he is a useless product, maybe we need to help satisfy him. Do you think so?"

"Haha, you kid..."

Zheng Xianjun has been a "child of other people's families" since childhood. She has excellent academic performance and has also grown up with a good face. In addition to being from an ordinary family, she can be said to have lived smoothly until now.

After living for nearly thirty years, he has never been so humiliated.

From the fact that he couldn't stand Kim Jong Kwon's achievements at such a young age, he couldn't stand Kim Jong Kwon's better than him, so by anti-he, he could see that he was an extremely self-centered and narrow-minded person.

This mouthful of phlegm and the constant sneering sounds in his ears defeated his last trace of reason.

He was like a crazy crazy bull, and he stepped forward and hit the person who was leading the way.

This punch hit the spitting boy with blood flowing from nose, and he wailed in pain with a slight touch. Maybe it was interrupted by the bridge of his nose, but it was more shocked and angry.

He didn't expect why Zheng Xianjun, who had already admitted his conscience, dared to take the initiative.

However, he didn't have time to think about this, and now he had a thought to beat him up!

So, he turned over and rushed towards the battle group with blood on his face. Four 18 and 9-year-old boys surrounded Zheng Xianjun and beat him up indiscriminately.

Zheng Xianjun was also secretly complaining at this moment. He punched him in anger and didn't kill a single person. It was already very difficult to hit three of them. After the young man who was defeated first joined the battle, there was no suspense in this battle.

At the end of the fight, both sides were red and became more and more ruthless when they started.

Finally, Jung Hyun-jun couldn't bear it anymore. After being knocked to the ground again, he worked hard but couldn't get up.

The four people who had already had their eyes red had no chance to beat the dog in the water.

He punched and kicked Zheng Xianjun, who was lying on the ground and hugged his head, and even scolded countless swear words that would be blocked and harmonious.

If one of the people hadn't finally reacted and grabbed a few of their companions, maybe Jung Hyun-jun would have been beaten to death by them.

However, even if we stop now, Zheng Xianjun almost inhaled more and vented less. He was so embarrassed that he could not see the gentle boss he usually disguised.

The gold-rimmed glasses on her face and the precious watches on her hands were all broken in the fight.

"Bah! What a thing, you dare to do it!" The young man in the lead spitted on his face in discomfort, and then kicked him angrily. Zheng Xianjun was already unable to wail.

"Okay, I'll fight. If you fight again, you'll be beaten to death. Let's go quickly." The boy who first grabbed the others said with some fear.

"Remember, I dare to call the police and kill you, but I don't know that you dare not. We have all saved the chat records you spent money to do business. At worst, it's a matter of death."

Before leaving, the young man in charge did not forget to warn him that although they were impulsive, they were not stupid. He did not believe that Zheng Xianjun dared to call the police.

If Kim Jong-kwon knew what Jung Hyun-joon had done, he would never have had a good harvest.

"Yeah...Yeah..." Zheng Xianjun reluctantly responded, and the voice was so low that he didn't know whether he was answering or because it hurt. In short, save his life first and then say something else.

Maybe he was really afraid that he would die, so the man in charge even took out his phone and called him an ambulance.

Then they left hurriedly with confidence.

Zheng Xianjun lay on the ground and looked at their backs with resentment, secretly swearing that he must avenge this revenge!

At this moment, Kim Jong-kwon became less important.

After about ten minutes, the ambulance finally arrived.

Seeing Jung Hyun-jun's miserable appearance, even the medical staff were shocked, thinking that he had encountered a robbery in the house.
Chapter completed!