Chapter 105

Under the dim yellow street lamp, several figures were stretched out... Qiao bao'er stood still and looked straight. Maybe the light on this side of the night was blurred. She couldn't see clearly, but the shadow reflected on the ground was barehanded and overlapped.

Then I heard Ma Jun's anxious and eager voice, roaring and yelling, "do you know who the hell I am?"

Bang——

Jun Zhimu's face was cold. He stepped forward, clasped Ma Jun's front collar in his left hand, and grabbed his belt in his right hand. With a strong force, he threw him to the rough wall on the side.

Ma Jun didn't react. He bumped into the wall unsteadily and heavily. He made a cut on his forehead. The wall was stained with blood. The pain made him pant constantly.

"You, you..." he got up in a hurry, turned and looked at Jun Zhimu, who was approaching step by step. His arrogant face panicked.

Ma Jun shouts to some friends behind him anxiously, "come here, come here and beat the dog to death..."

"You have the ability?"

Junzhimu came up to him and looked down at him. Suddenly, his right hand grabbed his throat.

Hard to tighten, Ma Jun neck bone seems to be about to break, pan green black face, shivering to open his mouth, can not make a sound.

Ma Jun's face is frightened, but Jun Zhimu's face is calm, which makes people feel even colder.

If it goes on like this, people will die

"The shepherd of the king!"

Qiao bao'er's face was nervous, and he yelled at him anxiously.

The night wind in early summer is cool, but the street is faintly with a bloody smell, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

Junzhimu's big hand released the man in front of him, and Ma Jun fell down. His forehead was still bleeding, and his face was blue and white. He crawled on the ground in confusion, trembling and did not dare to move.

"Take this rubbish away."

Junzhimu coldly dropped a sentence, turned around, and his eyes fell on the woman's face under the street lamp.

Qiao bao'er is looked at by him, the facial expression a stay, a time back some chill.

Ma Jun and his friends were easily suppressed by the three bodyguards. They just pretended to play with their mouths and guns. When they saw the bright black gun on someone's waist, they were scared.

"I, we didn't do anything, really, it's none of our business..." several hooligans were taken into the car, some unconvinced, and dare not be too loud.

"It's Ma Jun, it's his fault..."

"Shut up

The bodyguard in front of him turned his head and gave them a cold look. "One more word, you'll feel better!" After a while, the car started and drove directly to the nearest police station.

Now those hooligans are gone, but Qiao bao'er is still very nervous. He is staring at the man in front of him. Maybe he is guilty and looks down at his toes silently.

I'm dead

Zhu Xiaowei's expression was also stunned. Her left hand quietly tugged Qiao bao'er's corner, "he, he..." this man seems to be

"Mark teaching assistant!"

Suddenly, a few well-dressed men and women came out of a red mountain villa. With excitement and joy on their faces, they yelled, "assistant mark, we thought you were not coming. It's really nice to see you..."

What ta?

Qiao bao'er heard some old classmates shouting. When she looked up, she just ran into the deep eyes of the man in front of her. Suddenly she was tense.

"Just now, just now my friend called to say that he was bullied, so I came here..." she whispered to explain.

"Come and fight?" There was a cold voice overhead.

Qiao bao'er's scalp is numb. He retorts stubbornly, "it's Ma Jun who owes beating."

Junzhimu came to her, bowed his head, looked at her complicated expression, and didn't speak any more.

Zhu Xiaowei clubbed to one side, staring at Qiao bao'er, and the man, he, he... His heart was filled with emotion, unable to calm down.

"Joe, he, he..."

Zhu Xiaowei was frightened by Ma Jun once, and then by Qiao bao'er and Jun Zhimu. Now she is a little confused.

"He's my husband." Qiao Baoer's words are amazing.

Standing beside her, Jun Zhimu's face was slightly stunned.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman's reddish face. Although his cold face had no expression, he was obviously in a better mood.

[Qiao Baoer's husband]

Zhu Xiaowei's face was petrified, and he never came back.

"Go home."

Junzhimu's right hand was naturally around her waist, and his eyes looked towards the car not far away.

"Mark assistant." The three old students ran to them with excitement on their faces. "The private rooms are all set. Let's go in..."

In the middle of the story, they were stunned, and their eyes fell on Qiao bao'er. Qiao bao'er and they all knew each other. She was a school flower in those years, especially her famous karate.

But... What's their relationship? Why are they so close?

Guan Ying is also here. Her expression is complicated. She looks at Qiao bao'er and Zhu Xiaowei in front of her. Finally, her eyes fall on Jun Zhimu.

"There are so many people. Xiao Zhu, bao'er, we haven't been together for a long time. It's rare to meet each other. Why don't we go in and meet each other..." Guan Ying said in a natural tone, with a smile on his face and a very warm look with Zhu Xiaowei's arm in his right hand.

"Yes, we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years after graduation. It's very rare tonight. I don't know when we'll get together next time. Let's go in, Xiao Zhu. We'll all wait..." the rest of us also smile.

They all know that Zhu Xiaowei has a soft temper, and it's best to talk and coax her. For a moment, Zhu Xiaowei doesn't know how to refuse. He turns his head and looks at Qiao Baoer awkwardly.

As the saying goes, one thing is equal to one thing.

Qiao bao'er is hugged by Jun Zhimu. It's like a monkey with a gold hoop. She's not as cool as she used to be. She lowers her head a little. How can she speak now.

"Want to go?"

Junzhimu looked at her, and asked her kindly.

Qiao Bao Er didn't speak, but she looked up at him in surprise.

Jun Zhimu was a little sulky when he looked at her in amazement. He tightened his strength around her waist and took her to the entrance of the villa.

"Go home at ten." Finally, he said the next sentence in a low voice, which was a compromise.

Qiao bao'er followed his steps, walking a little frivolous, very calm, "Oh." I dare not disagree.

In fact, it's not her advice. It's just that before, junzhimu seldom asked her what she thought.

Guan Ying and his friends quickly follow up, walking with a smiling face and talking about the recent situation of the party members

Junzhimu was not interested in what they said. His face was cold and expressionless. The rest of the people were a little stiff and cautious.

"Don't you have to go to the party?" Seeing that he didn't like to talk to them, Qiao bao'er asked him in a low voice.

"Did you just pass by from the reception? If you are busy..."

Junzhimu looked at her with drooping eyes and pursed her lips tightly. She seemed to be hesitant. Suddenly, her voice was a little cold. She changed the topic, "have you lost your credit card?"

Qiao bao'er didn't respond.

"Are you short of money?" He asked casually.

Qiao bao'er suddenly realized that he really wanted to borrow money from him before.

"My friend is a little short of money recently, so I thought, can you borrow it..."

Qiao bao'er thought that a blue and white porcelain at home would be enough.

Jun Zhi Mu looked at her in a displeased tone. "You care about your friends very much!" Sounds sour.