Chapter 162
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Some people in that team knew Fu Jiu. After all, some of them were from He Honghua's team. Their impression of Fu Jiu had always been "that useless person who only knew how to throw money at people and had no ability at all."
"Someone is really carefree. He still has the mood to come to the internet cafe."
"He's just a useless wastrel. How much do you expect him to achieve?"
"It seems like it was right for us to leave the company. With He Honghua's love for her son, sooner or later, we will be in trouble …"
Xue Yaoyao knew that they were talking about His Highness Jiu. She tilted her head and looked at the young man.
Fu Jiu was still wearing a mask, but her deep eyes were very bright. They were like the ice in the winter, cold and bone-chilling.
"What kind of people are together? I heard from my classmates this afternoon that someone found a big fat pig as his girlfriend. Now it seems like it's true."
Fu Jiu didn't move at first.
But after hearing that, Xue Yaoyao saw the young man raise his leg and kick that team member who was about to pass by them!
The action was very fierce and very handsome!
There was a loud bang!
That team member covered his knee. He was in so much pain that his face turned pale.
"Don't talk if you don't know how to talk." Fu Jiu's hands were still in the pockets of her school uniform. Her side profile was indifferent. "At least don't talk sh * t."
"You …" The others in the team couldn't take it anymore! They raised their fists and were about to throw them at Fu Jiu!
"Stop!" Fu Ximing's cold voice rang out, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you start a fight in front of everyone while wearing these clothes? Tomorrow, your pictures will appear in the e-sports tabloids. Come back, a person who can't even pass the exam is not worth your time. " “
The team members tugged at their bags indignantly and pointed at Fu Jiu.
Feng Shang was still rolling up his sleeves. This was the first time he fought with his friends, so he was very proactive. "I-Idol, do you need me to fight?!"
"No need." Fu Jiu curled up her lips and smiled. "It's not fun to fight them here."
Feng Shang was a little confused. "Then, then where should we fight?" Did they need to jump to a place to fight? He had never fought before, so he had no idea.
"In the game." Fu Jiu looked up. Through the mask, her voice carried the charisma of a king. "Let's crush them in the e-sports selection contest."
A gust of wind blew past, brushing away the silver hair on her forehead, revealing a faint glow.
However, that group of people still didn't know that Fu Jiu was Spade Z, and they were still indignant.
"Young Master Fu, are we going to let that kid off just like that?! Did you hear what he just said? Spouting shit? It's obvious that he doesn't put you in his eyes! "
The team members obviously wanted to vent their anger. In the past, they didn't like that piece of trash in the company. They tolerated him for the sake of getting paid. Now that they were no longer working under He Honghua, why should they tolerate him?
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