Big-name school flower: the president is a devil

Chapter 606 Get lost
When Wen Tianmu stepped out of that dazzling Rolls-Royce, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Standing beside him was a handsome young man, whom they had never seen before. The young man had a clean and refreshing demeanor, and he possessed an obvious fragility. However, the contradictory momentum cannot be underestimated.

Standing behind him were the four generals of the Prince's Gang, with different expressions and extraordinary handsomeness, but it made people tremble inexplicably.

More than 30 men in black neatly walked out of the dozens of motorcades behind them, and stood respectfully behind.

A security guard at the venue went up to ask for an invitation card, but he fell down before he could pass. No one dared to go forward anymore. He watched a group of people enter the glass house aggressively, and then yelled into the walkie-talkie, "Prince" coming.

When Wen Tianmu brought people into the meeting place, everyone was stupefied. The black and white business, political and political tycoons who were talking timidly were silently watching this noble and cold-looking young man in front of him. Dare to speak loudly.

The noisy house was miraculously quiet.

Wen Tianmu's dark eyes looked at these people with different expressions without a trace of emotion, only contempt and coldness, for a long time, he said lightly: "Come out."

At this time, Jing Ran walked out of the crowd with a smile, playing with an unusually light and sharp Swiss Army knife in his hand, and his delicate, fairy-like face smiled wickedly, looking at the crowd around him with his long and narrow eyes: "We are here today." They are here to fight, if you have nothing to do, you should all withdraw, it would be bad if you hurt innocent people."

Behind him, dozens of teenagers followed, but Zuo Yihan was alone, Zhuge Jingchen frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The people around began to make noises, some timid businessmen had already retreated quietly, and all the gang leaders who had made it clear that they would take refuge in Junlin Tianchen, and the little brothers behind them were all left behind. Began to be busy on the phone, and soon hundreds of people poured in at the door.

Jun Lin Tianchen stood at the stairs on the second floor, shaking a glass of golden champagne in his hand, raised his glass to Wen Tianmu and Jing Ran below, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

As soon as he let go of his fingers, the tall crystal cup fell down and fell into pieces with a bang. He picked up a white handkerchief, wiped his hands, and then said with a smile: "The crown prince and son appreciate your face, you treat guests like this. Get off all the way."

The people who just came in quickly disappeared into the hall.

Behind him, a red-eyed girl stood quietly, wearing a gorgeous red evening dress, her jet-black hair cascading down her shoulders, her beautiful face was as cold as ice, and she never looked up from the beginning to the end.

"Jun Lin Tianchen, stop talking nonsense, hand over the antidote, and I can give you a good time today." Jing Ran stepped forward, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and the knife in his hand shone with a cold light.

"Don't be unreasonable to the young master." A reckless person emerged from the crowd and shouted directly at Jing Ran.

Jing Ran, who had been full of killing intent for a long time, had a cold smile on his mouth, and the next moment everyone saw a sharp arc inserted into the belly of the guy who spoke rudely. Jing Ran was still in the same position, playing with the gun in his hand Not even a trace of blood could be seen on the sharp white blade of that knife.

Long Cheng's eyes lit up, and he lowered his head and asked, "Little Fourth Brother, when did Jing Ran become so powerful? That move is so cool."

(End of this chapter)