Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

There was a trace of awe on Zhuo Yifan's face, because he felt that there were obviously several violent auras in the bar.Those auras are not pure warrior auras, they are quite different from those who practice ancient martial arts like myself!

Could this be the aura exposed by those foreigners?It's really a little strange, it makes me a little unpredictable!

At this time, there was no one at the door of the bar.The door was closed, but Zhuo Yifan was sure that Murong Jian was inside with those foreigners!Do you want to go in?

Just break in like this?

Cautiously came to the door of the bar, listened to the movement inside quietly for a while, and found that there was no aura of strangers around the entrance.There was not even a sound of breathing.The movement that can be felt exists in some corners of the bar, or in several directions on the second floor of the bar.No one guarding the gate?Is this an opportunity? [

Zhuo Yifan hesitated.He doesn't feel very good now, he always feels that there seems to be an extremely dangerous atmosphere waiting for him inside.At the same time, there is a taste of conspiracy.To be honest, this feeling is very bad!

On the second floor of the bar, Murong Jian had just walked into an office of about fifty or sixty square meters.There are not too many home furnishings in the spacious office.There are only bookcases, a desk and a beige leather sofa.Two of the people who followed Murong Jian in before were standing on both sides of the desk at this time, and the one sitting in front of the desk was Zhao Zhengming, whom Zhuo Yifan wanted to deal with most now.

"What's the matter? Did that kid hit you hard?" Zhao Zhengming didn't feel too surprised when he saw Murong Jian who had just walked in and was almost beaten into a pig's head, but he still couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching.

"That bastard, actually slapped me several times!" Murong Jian's speech was obviously a little slurred because of the red and swollen cheeks on both sides, but the anger and unwillingness in that tone had already been revealed.

"I've wronged you! But your slaps won't be in vain. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger. In order to lure him into the bait, you have to do something wrong!" Zhao Zhengming smiled wryly and shook his head, walking towards Murong with sympathy Jian stepped forward, patted his shoulder and said.

"Master Zhao, is the method you said really okay? It doesn't matter how many times I get slapped, the important thing is to let Zhuo Yifan die!" Murong Jian asked eagerly.Obviously, regarding Zhuo Yifan's strength, he still seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"Haven't you already verified their abilities? The master surnamed Wu next to you is no match for them! Do you think that among the eight of them, Zhuo Yifan will be the opponent?" Zhao Zhengming swept his eyes. Glancing at the two foreigners, he said with a sneer.

"Okay! This time I will make Zhuo Yifan pay the price!" Murong Jian said through gritted teeth.

"He should be here, your wish will come true soon!" Zhao Zhengming looked in the direction of the door and said thoughtfully.

"That's right! I'm here!" Zhuo Yifan's voice suddenly came in from outside the door.In fact, Zhuo Yifan hadn't planned to show up so soon, but Zhao Zhengming guessed it right.He didn't hear much of the conversation between Zhao Zhengming and Murong Jian before, and only heard the last two sentences.Zhao Zhengming had already discovered that he was here, so why did he continue to hide?