Qu Xiaojue's eyes were focused on some people in the crowd, his eyebrows were raised, and he smiled faintly: "Who of you just said what, repeat it to me now."

There was dead silence in the crowd.

For a full minute, no one dared to speak.

At this time, Qu Xiaojue laughed completely and stood up from the sofa: "What? Some people are so cowardly that they dare to say it but dare not admit it?"

Maybe it was because his body was too upright, or maybe he took a step forward, but there was always a primitive sense of oppression and danger rushing towards them, causing some people in the crowd to weaken their legs in an instant.

"Je... Sir."

They staggered out, their faces uglier than crying: "We don't dare anymore, don't be angry."

"Don't you dare?" Qu Xiaojue raised his lips and seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He was condescending and had an indescribable feeling of scorn: "Then tell me, what did you say?"

"I...we..."

The two soft-footed young men did not dare to speak.

To be honest, with the level of the Xiao family, it is impossible to get in touch with the Qu family, let alone invite Qu Xiaojue.

Therefore, these young men who are friends with the Xiao family are not in the same class as Qu Xiaojue. They can't even see each other on weekdays. Even if they want to curry favor with them, they can't find any chance to curry favor with them.

But no one thought that he would be completely offended today.

The two of them helped each other to avoid falling to the ground. Without caring about their face, they quickly begged for mercy: "Sir, we don't dare to do it anymore. You don't remember the faults of villains. Please let us go this time..."

They feel that they are very unlucky.

They just looked at Liu Zhenying's back and said something obscene to her, which was clearly heard by Qu Xiaojue who came from behind.

Looking at everyone's fearful eyes, Qu Xiaojue chuckled without warmth, crossed his hands on his chest, and said in a calm and sarcastic manner: "Look at what you said, as if it's my fault for not letting you go."

"No...we dare not think so..."

"Don't you dare?" He wanted to laugh or not: "Do you still think so?"

Thin beads of sweat dripped from the foreheads of the two men: "No, we..."

"So be it."

Interrupting lightly, coupled with the cool breeze blown by the central air conditioner, his eyes showed clear sarcasm, like a sharpened knife, looking straight at the past: "I'm in a bad mood right now.

, how about you two having a fight, and whoever wins the fight, I will let him go, how about that?"

The two men looked at each other in disbelief: "Je... Sir."

"How about a fight?"

"Sir, don't be angry, we really..."

"how?"

After saying these two words with a hint of impatience, Qu Xiaojue kicked the sofa in front of him out.

Although it did not fall over, the sound of the sofa legs rubbing against the floor was particularly harsh.

The huge noise made half of the hall dare not make a sound, and only his gentle voice was left, sneering: "If you two really take me seriously, are you farting? Or..."

He raised his eyes: "You both want to die?"

There was a moment of dead silence in the air.

Next, I don’t know who made the move first. The two men began to fight and fight, and no one dared to hold back.

In the midst of the chaos, Qu Xiaojue narrowed his sword eyes, his already wild facial features filled with a dangerous emotion. He sat majestically on the armrest of the sofa and watched the scene of the two dogs fighting with great interest.

Liu Zhenying was completely unaware of the farce in the hall.

At this time, she was smiling at the camera and calling out abruptly: "Master, you have gained weight."

Master is eating peanuts with his hands.

Next, his confident voice concealed a hint of irritability: "The trophy and bonus of the James Painting Award were sent to me. Do you need me to forward them to you?"

To be honest, Liu Zhenying is not very interested in the trophy, but the bonus...

She immediately laughed: "Thank you, Master, for helping me..."
Chapter completed!