Hu Jianjun was a man.
How could he let Han Keren protect him?
He had said that no matter when, as long as someone bullied Han Keren, he would certainly stand up. And he would use his greatest ability to protect this beautiful sister.
Loving someone was this simple.
Youth's love had an additional purity out of thin air. A conceit that didn't care about the consequences.
A few daring young masters stood up. They glared at Hu Jianjun like a tiger watching its prey, their eyes abnormally cold.
Hua Xia emphasized that the law didn't punish the masses, and there was still Yuchi Gong to support it. Even if the Hu Family covered the sky with one hand, could they retaliate against everyone?
As long as Hu Jianjun was crippled. The Hu Family's glory might only last ten years. Of the young and vigorous faction, no one had ascended to the top or commanded the overall situation.
The young masters' arrogance was incomparably arrogant, and Yuchi Gong was holding the line from behind. He had already decided to personally act.
Some enmities, he could borrow the hands of others. But there were still some grievances that he had to rely on himself to vent. Otherwise, he would choke it out!
Today, he had only wanted to use Han Keren to provoke Hu Jianjun and find an opportunity to humiliate him. If he could beat him up, that would be the best.
But now, humiliation wasn't the goal. He would use this opportunity to cripple him. Even if he would receive the storm-like retaliation of the Hu Family, it didn't matter!
Crippling him was crippling!
As long as he, Yuchi Gong, could withstand this wave, the sky in the future would be azure blue!
"Keren."
Hu Jianjun bravely stepped forward, his robust and masculine body blocking in front of Hu Keren. "Today, I will let you know what kind of man is worth you entrusting your life to. What kind of man can bring you happiness! "
With that, he strode forward and walked towards the dozen or so young masters.
He clearly understood that this battle couldn't be completed by Xiao Zheng for him. So much so that he couldn't push Xiao Zheng into the pit of fire.
He had already offended the Yuchi Family, and the conflict between these two families would inevitably intensify. If he dragged Xiao Zheng in. Even if the Hu Family came forward, it would be difficult to protect Xiao Zheng.
Moreover, this was a battle that belonged to him, a battle that symbolized his growth into adulthood. He had to rely on his own two fists to fight his way out.
If he couldn't even break through this predicament, what future would there be? How could he shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Hu Clan?
"Fighting is fine."
In the distance, Xiao Zheng poured a cup of wine unhurriedly, and he didn't even raise his head, yet the corners of his mouth were suffused with a slight smile.
"Don't gang up on me," Xiao Zheng said meaningfully. "I'll reluctantly be a referee. I promise that no one will die. What do you think? "
Xiao Zheng opened his mouth.
He had the capital to do so.
There were more than ten people here, but Xiao Zheng could destroy them in an instant.
But just as Hu Jianjun thought, this was not a battle that belonged to him. He had no intention of overstepping his boundaries.
He would let Hu Jianjun handle it personally, but he had to be careful.
First, no one can die.
Secondly, they could not gang up on him.
Three, he was the referee.
This was a sign of Xiao Zheng's maturity.
Everything was under control. Those who should vent their anger, those who should grow, grew. But if they wanted to die, sorry, Xiao Zheng, the referee, would come out and stop it.
Yuchi Gong glared at Xiao Zheng, smashing a wine bottle and pointing the sharp edge at Xiao Zheng. "What qualifications do you have to set rules, kid?"
Clang!
Everyone only saw a flash of blue light in front of them. A cold blade stabbed into the hard table.
They saw Xiao Zheng slowly raise his eyes, casting a sidelong glance at Yuchi Gong. "With strength."
"Young master Yuchi. You have a big family business. You might as well mobilize the power of the entire family to search for Hua Xia. Let's see who dares to challenge me, Xiao Zheng. Oh. You can also search on a global scale. "
"If I find one, consider it a fart just now."
Yuchi Gong's eyes grew cold, but he suddenly thought of something.
His father had warned him not to have an irreversible dispute with Xiao Zheng.
Yuchi Gong had unwillingly asked, why?
His father had answered: he was more powerful than many people imagined. As long as one followed the rules, there was a limit to how powerful he was. But Xiao Zheng was a person who could subvert the rules.
The dark power he possessed was enough to make any country dread.
And the foundation of any country was to maintain stability.
Xiao Zheng didn't necessarily have the power to flip the heavens and the earth, but his greatest power was to break stability.
The hegemon of the world, the United States, had already experienced this.
Yuchi Gong knew that both the Yuchi family and the Hu family could exert pressure on Xiao Zheng. But they absolutely couldn't force this man into a corner.
Because he wasn't just a sharp knife, he was a ticking time bomb. He would blow everyone near him into smithereens!
"Little Hu," Xiao Zheng said, narrowing his eyes. "I think they've already been shaken by your bastard aura. How about we switch places and keep drinking? "
"If you want to leave, leave behind a leg!" Yuchi Gong roared.
Immediately, his gaze swept over. A young man with a strong body rushed forward.
Hu Jianjun took off his jacket, his eyes cold as he said in a low voice, "Lackey!"
Whoosh!
His fist smashed over, crushing the opponent's attack with an unstoppable force.
In a mere ten seconds, he'd broken the man's nose and seized the lead.
Hu Jianjun had trained with Old Hu's grandfather for a few years. Plus, his body was strong and he liked sports. His physical fitness was absolutely top-notch.
In a group fight, three to five people could cripple Hu Jianjun. But in a one-on-one fight —
As long as he could hold on, Xiao Zheng believed he could rely on his fists to make a name for himself tonight.
This kid was a raging bull. As long as he had breath, he wouldn't admit defeat.
Not to mention, this fight wasn't just for himself, but also for the beauty behind him.
Historical experience told us that an absolutely beautiful woman could often unearth a man's potential to the extreme!
"Again!"
Hu Jianjun's face was full of hostility.
After knocking down the third enemy, he received a kick in the abdomen and a punch to the left side of his face. Blood spilled from his mouth. His eyes grew increasingly savage.
And the results he'd obtained weren't bad.
One person's nose was broken.
The other two received fractures of varying degrees, crying as they were dragged out.
The group of young masters shrunk back.
Even though they knew that taking turns would certainly exhaust Hu Jianjun's strength. Then they'd beat him to the ground. They'd even cripple one of his legs in exchange for Yuchi Gong's precious friendship.
But who was willing to charge at the front and become that damned cannon fodder?
After Hu Jianjun cruelly crushed the fourth enemy's kneecap, his eyes were full of murderous intent. This was a murderous intent that could only be revealed through actual combat. It was enough to intimidate the group of young masters who'd been beaten senseless.
"Who else?" Hu Jianjun spat out a mouthful of spittle. As if he didn't know pain, the more he suffered, the braver he became. His entire body brimmed with the aura of an undefeated god of war.
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