Someone asked, what should you do when you meet a fool?

That is, don’t sing the opposite of him, be sure to spoil him and train him to be a fool. Even if he says 1 plus 1 equals 5, he is right.

Just like now.

Chen Le was pulled in for dinner, pressed to the table next to him and sat alone, "rewarded" the leftover rice, ridiculed, ridiculed, and provoked, and he followed the other party.

First, he didn't care at all, and second, he felt that someone would come to deal with this guy.

As long as people become more and more lawless, there will be God's punishment.

At the same time, human nature is also greedy and has gained momentum.

Lu Jiawen regarded Chen Le's compromise as his concession, and his cowardice naturally became more and more arrogant.

This time is different from last time. He arranged for a master to come just now.

He deliberately provoked Chen Le, forcing Chen Le to take the initiative, and then "defend himself" himself, knocked Chen Le to the ground, and showed off his limelight in front of Tang Xiaoqian, so that everyone can understand that people have classes.

It may also be because Tang Xiaoqian is here, so he can't wait to show his strength.

As for the person next to Chen Le who was a little sneaky and wearing a hat and lowered his head, he didn't care at all. He was nothing more than a friend of Chen Le.

Because he saw Chen Le and Zhao Ziyou sitting together, the two of them held the top and bottom of the paintings respectively. Chen Le held the left and the right and Zhao Ziyou held the right and the paintings were up and down. He didn't know whose paintings it was. Anyway, seeing Chen Le held them so carefully, it felt quite annoying.

Lu Jiawen came over with red wine and deliberately reached onto the painting. When the wine glass slanted, the bright red wine fell on the face of the night in the painting...

Lu Jiawen patted Chen Le on the shoulder, showing off his mighty look, and said with fearless expression, "I'm sorry, I want to invite you to drink, but my hand slipped accidentally, don't you mind."

"I don't mind."

Chen Le answered frankly.

Anyway, it's not his own painting, so he certainly doesn't mind.

I was even a little happy.

Chen Le suddenly realized that he was not happy about what might happen next. He was a little happy to see that the painting was destroyed and would not be given to the night.

This made him quite inexplicable.

Zhao Ziyou next to him finally came to his senses after being stunned for a while.

Zhao Ziyou rarely suffered setbacks throughout his life, let alone such humiliation.

No one, no one has ever dared to treat him like this!

Because of his shock, he was a little dizzy and even doubted whether he had read it wrong.

It took me a while to react...

He said in a tone without any twists and turns, "Slide your hand, right? Then I will help you never slide again."

Zhao Zi lobbled, reached out and threw the plate on the table out, and then carefully placed the painting flat on the table as if afraid of blasphemy.

A pile of plates were thrown to the ground, and a crisp sound of shattering sound came out.

This also made the next table, the group of people who were eating happily, all turned their attention to this table and fell on Chen Le and Zhao Ziyou.

Most people don't understand what's going on.

Zhao Ziyou put down the painting, stood up, and touched his right hand to his waist. Only then did he realize that today was in a hurry, running over like a child, and he did not carry a knife.

Then he looked at Chen Le, pushed Chen Le with his left arm, and said expressionlessly, "Did you bring a knife?"

At that time, Chen Le looked at Zhao Ziyou's cold eyes, which were not at all emotional, as if a blizzard was echoing with rage. His eyes were already red, and his murderous aura was boiling like boiling water.

Although he was very calm, it was extremely angry, but it became colder, which was a sign of a storm.

Chen Le realized that Zhao Ziyou was going to kill Lu Jiawen in front of everyone!

No one dares to do this to the royal family and the peak of the human pyramid.

In particular, this is the first time in Zhao Ziyou's life that he spent a month to meticulously craft, slowly polish, and modify it through countless days and nights, preparing a gift to his favorite goddess.

He came here with great anticipation and was nervous, discussing with Chen Le how to send it out smoothly and how to make the other party happy. He looked forward to seeing the other party’s expression when receiving the painting, and then...

Being trampled on!

"Have you brought a knife?"

Zhao Ziyou had a expressionless face and spread his hands to Chen Le to signal, asking him to hand the knife to his hand.

No one can stop the murderous aura in his eyes.

Chen Le glanced at Lu Jiawen behind him.

Lu Jiawen naturally heard it, and smiled proudly, and stepped back two steps with caution, "If you want a knife, why? You still want to cut me down. It's really scary."

As he said that, five or six black clothes came in from outside. Just looking at his eyes, he knew that they were not ordinary bodyguards, and they were all amazingly murderous masters.

This is also Lu Jiawen’s confidence today.

He forced Chen Le to take the initiative, and he was in self-defense.

Chen Le couldn't help but curse a fool in his heart.

Look at Zhao Ziyou's left hand spread out and his murderous gaze.

Chen Le knew very well that when he gave him a knife, no one could stop Zhao Ziyou from killing in court today.

Chen Leluo hesitated and finally said, "Uh, I... didn't bring it."
Chapter completed!