I Don’t Want To Be Popular

On this exotic street, Chen Chuan said goodbye to the neon girl Da Sakura.

Rain is falling in the sky, this is the light rainy season in Bordeaux. I don't know where came the melodious Scottish bagpipe.

The mellow flute sound is gentle and delicate like a wet ground.

Dai Sakura continued her journey, and the next stop was Paris. She is not alone, because Paris has her relatives and friends.

Wang Facai could not be with her, she thought too, but as a small employee, financial resources did not allow her to continue traveling, so she planned to stay in Bordeaux for another day before returning home.

At noon, the three had the last lunch together, and then said goodbye to each other.

The three people met at the beginning of the journey, and after a brief and warm relationship, they each went west and east.

Chen Chuan returned to the hotel, packed his things, and prepared to return home.

咚咚咚!

Someone knocked on the door, and Chen Chuan opened it without asking who it was.

The person who came was nothing more than Wang Facai or Teng Qingqing.

But it was not these two people who stood outside the door, but four people and four men. One of them knew the young man named Dong Bo.

Chen Chuan is not surprised.

The four people walked into the room.

Dong Bo asked: "Don't be nervous. Although we have many people, we won't deceive the few with more. I just want to ask, what is the relationship between you and Qingqing?"

All four of them looked up at people with their nostrils. The logos on their clothes were all famous brands. They must be the sons and buddies of Teng Haishan's group who came here to play with his grandpa.

Some people are holding their arms, some are leaning against the door frame, some are sitting on the sofa, and there are large, black-faced youths who just flipped through what Chen Chuan put on the table.

It was a glass jar with paper cranes folded by the big cherry blossom girl.

Paper cranes originate from Japan, and the symbolic meaning of cranes in Japanese culture is also influenced by the Chinese culture of "tortoise and crane prolonging the year." Japanese people think of "Crane は縁起の良い鳥", so origami cranes have the meaning of longevity or long love.

Most people are uncomfortable with other people's casual fiddle with their own things, but Chen Chuan is not an ordinary person. He explained to the side: "This is a gift from a Japanese girl I met during the trip. How about it, envious?"

The black-faced youth squinted at Chen Chuan, picked up the jar and shook it, then put it down, and said, "You don't follow the routine? Shouldn't you say-put down, don't disturb my things! Then I didn’t listen, I continued to move, and then you came to stop it, and we clashed. In the end, did I beat you up with my portable metal folding stick?"

"It could also be that I snatched your metal folding stick, and in turn beat you up." Chen Chuan said.

"Haha, interesting. Dong Bo, is this kid molesting Sister Qingqing in front of you?" said the black-faced youth.

Dong Bo nodded and continued to ask: "Your name is Chen Chuan, right? Answering my question just now, what is the relationship between you and Qingqing?"

"If you really want to say it, friend?" Chen Chuan thought for a while, "Originally, I wanted to be long-term, but then she became jealous when she saw me with other girls, and then quarreled and lost contact."

Chen Chuan was just telling the truth.

Dong Bo's face was red and green, and for a long while he held out a word: "Rough!"

The black-faced young man said, "What's wrong with Dong Bo? Go through the procedure and ask, or just hit him? After the beating, tell him to stay away from Qingqing in the future, otherwise, go to his house and beat him every week, in front of his parents. Face-to-face, until he was beaten, he could not take care of himself."

Dong Bo suppressed the irritated emotions and said: "Don't do anything, we are civilized people. Chen Chuan, let me say a few words to you. First, you are not good enough for Qingqing, no matter what. Second, In the future, you will stay away from Qingqing. Whether she is with me or not, I will not allow her to be hurt by someone like you. Do you understand?"

Chen Chuan sat on the sofa, unscrewed the mineral water, and took a sip.

Regarding Teng Qingqing, he himself was thinking about the relationship between the two.

In the morning, at the door of the Chanel store, the kiss she caught up with, her gnawing or biting all carried a certain emotion, which was an emotion that the two used to have a good relationship. At the entrance of the nightclub, it was actually just a misunderstanding, and the two only needed to sit down and talk.

But this misunderstanding has persisted for a long time.

That kiss gave rise to memories of several times with her, deep memories.

If it weren't for her age, the family wouldn't agree. Chen Chuan also thought about being with her. Because on the rainy night in the Shanghai stock market, I have experienced her style.

Moreover, Teng Qingqing's voice is very nice, the goddess voice is very young, and she sounds like a 20-year-old girl. When I was in college, I heard her voice commanding city battle, commanding pk, and commanding a copy in yy voice.

In college, the recognition of Bai Fumei in society began with the voice of President Teng.

It is rumored in the gang that President Teng is Bai Fumei. For a 19 or 20-year-old poor college student, the word "Bai Fumei" is quite tempting. Moreover, she has luxurious equipment, is generous to people, spends millions in the game, and has a nice voice, which is indeed in line with Chen Chuan's understanding of "white rich beauty". That rainy night in the mountains of the Shanghai stock market could be regarded as satisfying Chen Chuan's illusions about her in her school days.

Such a person is naturally different from other girls who met after being rich.

That night. At the entrance of the nightclub, he and Song Suzhi came out together, and met Teng Qingqing waiting there. Without a word, Teng Qingqing hit Song Suzhi. Of course her behavior was wrong, so I knew that the girl was really wronged.

However, after all, Song Suzhi was just a female receptionist he met when he bought the McLaren p1, and the friendship was not deep.

Can't compare with Teng Qingqing who has such a deep friendship.

Chen Chuan took another sip of water, combing through his past with Teng Qingqing, and judging the relationship with her.

"Dude, what's your Brother Dong asking, do you understand? You screamed, why are you still sitting here and stunned? Stupid?" The black-faced youth said with a thick voice.

Chen Chuan smiled and glanced at the black-faced youth.

The four young people, especially the black face, came in on the basis of finding trouble when they entered the door. They spoke and acted with thorns in their words and actions, completely bringing the rhythm to the fight.

Moreover, according to his accent, he is not from Shanghai stock market, but from Yiwu, Jiangsu, Zhejiang. People over there fight fiercely and dare to kill. Qi Jiguang's Qi family army was formed over there.

"Dong Bo, I just thought about the relationship between Teng Qingqing and I. Actually, we are not simple friends, but friends with a good relationship. Therefore, you are a latecomer. So, what you said to me Point, I want to return the original words to you, do you understand?" Chen Chuan said.

Dong Bo blinked and frowned, "What? What? What did you say? Why didn't I understand? You say it again?"

"You just said, first, you are not good enough for Qingqing, no matter what. Second, you will stay away from Qingqing in the future, no matter whether she is with me or not, I will not allow you to approach him like this." Chen Chuan said "This is what I said to you, do you understand?"

Dong Bo and the other three young men looked at each other and laughed jokingly and wildly.

"It's funny that you step on a horse and talk, you step on a horse..." The black-faced youth smiled and cursed.

Snapped!

Chen Chuan picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and patted the young man on his head.

The youth's words came to an abrupt end, his upper body shook, and a red blood flowed down from the top of his head. His pupils dilated, wiped a handful of blood with his hand, and took a look in front of his eyes.

The red and shocking blood made him sway again.

Dong Bo and the other three people were taken aback, and then they all huffed up, and someone pulled out a metal folding stick from his waist.

Chen Chuan was still sitting calmly on the sofa drinking water. He put down the glass ashtray in his hand, with a little blood on the bottom.

Chen Chuan said: "Be careful, don't dirty the sofa and carpet for others, whoever gets it will pay."

"Brother Qiang, are you okay?" Dong Bo looked nervously at the black-faced youth who was bleeding.

"I, I'm a little dizzy when I step on a horse, this kid started to step on the horse by surprise!" The black-faced youth clutched his bleeding head.

Someone reacted and rushed to the bathroom, took toilet paper and towel to stop the bleeding of the black-faced youth.

Chen Chuan is not nervous, because he is relatively well-known when he strikes, and his force control is accurate, which can make his head bleed and bleed without causing serious injuries to people with blunt weapons or concussions.

But it looks **** and scary.

"You start beating people first, according to the law and order punishment regulations, you, you, you have committed an offence, do you know?" Dong Bo pointed to Chen Chuan.

"Help me to bandage!" The black-faced youth reacted and immediately stood up and was helped by a person to trot out.

There are three people left in the house: Chen Chuan, Dong Bo, and another young man.

The young man was carrying a metal folding stick in his hand. He looked fiercely and said: "Since you did it first and broke the scoop for our strong brother, then I'm not welcome!"

Huhu!

The young man shook the metal folding stick in his hand, looking very lethal.

But the next second... this young man saw Chen Chuan pick up a one-meter-long wooden knife from the sofa.

The wooden knife was so dark that it didn't seem to tell whether it was an iron knife or a wooden knife. It could only be seen from the thickness, which looked like wood.

"I'm going! Where did you take out this big guy?" The youth turned pale, looked at the 30 cm long metal folding stick in his hand, and then at the one-meter-long wooden knife in Chen Chuan's hand.

"Ding, [Weapon Master] state trigger, Charisma +50 points, Heroic aura +50! ps: The higher the Heroic aura, the stronger the fighting aura, the less likely it is to be in a confrontation and the aura will fall to the wind." The system prompts.

Chen Chuan understands that this "British Spirit" can be understood as "Courage". The more this thing is, the more courageous the fight will be... Metaphysically speaking, it is roughly equal to the "small universe"!

"Come on, draw the sword!" Chen Chuan shouted with passionate fighting spirit, holding the sword in both hands.

Dong Bo and the young man with the folding stick shivered.

咚咚咚!

At this time, someone knocked on the door again. When the black-faced youth went out, the door was not closed.

Chen Chuan looked at the door, and it turned out to be Wang Facai.

Wang Facai looked like he had taken a bath and changed into a new outfit. What he wore was the Chanel jacket I bought for her in the morning~www.ltnovel.com~ Not to mention, people rely on clothes, horses and saddles, and dogs run with bells. Huan. This Wang made a fortune, put on brand-name clothes, light makeup, and hair blowing. He really has a fresh and beautiful style.

She stood shivering at the door and asked: "What's the matter? How can you fight with a knife? Get it away, or I will call the police!"

"Yes, right, let him put the guy away! Otherwise, call the police!" Dong Bo said with the folding stick youth.

"Chen Chuan, are you okay? Should I call the police?" Wang Facai asked nervously.

Chen Chuan feels that the desire to fight in his body is quite strong. I don't know if the buff of [Weapon Master] is working, but seeing the posture in front of him, Dong Bo is obviously not enough to fight. That's hard to say. Wang Facai, who had just arrived, hit the gun. Maybe the target of the fight would be transferred to her, and she would inevitably be beaten.

"You two go quickly, otherwise I will call the police!" Wang Facai yelled at the two of Dong Bo.

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