Although they only met a few times and were not familiar with each other, Zhou Rui left Shen Fei's impression very clearly: self-confident, strong, and the city was quite deep.

He has such courage at a young age, and when he settles for a few years, the future should be limitless.

But when facing this mysterious person named Wu Ziwen, the confidence on Zhou Rui's face disappeared, and cold sweat could even be seen on his forehead.

The other party was so arrogant just now, hurting the bodyguard and scaring the little Sister to cry. This was bullying. Zhou Rui was still calm?

"Who is this kid?"

Shen Fei asked curiously.

"Wu Ziwen, the Wu family of Shangjing, is also one of the main members of the T party. He is a young man of the Wu family, and his status is very different..."

"Oh, just do it with Sun at the same level."

Shen Fei said casually.

If they are all at the same level as that kid, what else is there to be afraid of?

Wu Ziwen, who had been arrogantly bowing his head to eat, was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and raised his eyebrows, looking at Shen Fei with cold eyes.

"Sun Gan? Don't confuse me with that kind of trash, what is he?"

Shen Fei blinked curiously.

"Isn't the Sun family one of the eight big families? It's on the same level as you."

"Your name is Shen Fei?"

Wu Ziwen thought of something, slowly put down the knife and fork in his hand, and carefully observed Shen Fei.

"Yeah, what are you doing?"

"That kid Sun Gan has become a joke in the circle recently. It is said that he stumbled so hard in Yuncheng. You are the one who knocked him down?"

Wu Ziwen asked with interest.

"Although he is the grandson of the grandson, he is a idle waste. The Sun family's family business will definitely not fall into the hands of that kind of prodigal son."

Is there such a thing?

No wonder Sun Gan's performance was so stretched that Shen Fei once redefined the strength of the Shangjing family.

"But you don't have to worry, the T-party is not united into a single steel plate, especially I still hate that kid, and I won't bother you."

"I'm not afraid if you want to get ahead for him."

Shen Fei rolled his eyes, he really didn't put these rich second generations to put in one’s eyes.

"What did you say?"

Wu Ziwen frowned slightly and shouted displeasedly.

"He is a newly promoted member of the Glory Society. Even if you have the Wu family behind you, you have to think about the consequences if you want to move him!"

Zhou Rui interrupted suddenly.

"Besides... our business is not over yet, dare to bully me Little Sister, it can't be as simple as that!"

Wu Ziwen raised his eyebrows.

"Hahaha, it's just a glorious society, you don't really think of yourself as someone, do you? It's just a group of mobs. Listen, you want to fight me?"

"Young Master!"

Old Zhu reminded with a gloomy expression.

The situation in the Zhou family is going down, and it is definitely not a sensible decision to rush to fight with Beijing now.

"I'm determined, come on!"

Zhou Rui was full of murderous aura, ignoring Lao Zhu's dissuasion, gritted his teeth and ordered.

The bald sighed, and then suddenly a strong True Qi burst out, and he took the lead and went straight to the old man next to Wu Ziwen!

Everyone understands that the most dangerous person in the house must be this old man.

Since the other party is noble but still dares to come alone, the old man must have the ability to reach the sky!

Sure enough, when the bald head was close to one foot, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly pushed out a palm.

The bald head only thinks that the opponent and his own strength are equal, even if there is some difference, they will not fall on one side.

But at the moment when the old man took the shot, he knew how outrageous he was.

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