I choose a beautiful girl roommate over a domestic gigolo

Over time, people in H City began to think that people who wore watches were good people.

In order to maintain his reputation, H Gao did not choose to stop Yao Yan, but allowed the rumors to spread, which accelerated the spread of the rumors.

"Why are you street urchins bullying our classmates here?" A few socialites who were sitting by the window drinking coffee came over with bags in hand to seek justice and yelled at them without any reason.

Zhao Feng pushed her away, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"I'm going to call the police!" It's obvious that the girl is spoiled like a little princess at home.

He pushed her gently, then gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, saying, "Do you know who my father is? He will definitely make it impossible for you to survive in H City!"

The noisy sound made Su Younian, who had not slept well, upset. Zhao Feng was concerned that his girlfriend was still working at the police station.

If the girl’s father is really this big shot, it would cause trouble for her partner.

Zhao Feng's girlfriend's parents have always disapproved of their relationship. If it were in the past, he would have rushed up and slapped the woman.

Su Younian pinched the inner corner of his eye, patted Zhao Feng on the shoulder, and opened his mouth to him: "Get out of the way, I'll do it."

After Zhao Feng understood, he turned aside.

The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she pointed her finger at Su Younian and said with a smile: "You are also staying in this hotel. The desserts are good. I recommend you to try them."

In her opinion, a well-mannered boy like Su Younian and a group of hooligans like Zhao Feng are from two different worlds even if they stand together.

They can't be in the same group.

It's rude to poke someone with your finger.

Zhao Feng couldn't stand it any longer and punched her finger.

"Fuck! What are you doing?" The girl's gentle mask cracked in pain. She picked up her phone and started dialing, shouting: "Do you know who my cousin is? Today I want you to know..."

Beep...the call was answered.

"Brother." The girl changed her tone and said pitifully, "I'm at this hotel opposite the Grace Hotel..."

Song Zhu was unhappy and pushed her back a little: "Hey, can you speak? You are staying in my hotel, why are you saying the name of another hotel!"

The girl held the phone again, changed the words, and then complained: "Oh... Brother, I'm at the Orange Crystal Hotel. There's a fight going on here. Come and have a look." Her voice was urgent and weak, as if she had really been bullied.

"Fight?" The deep, magnetic voice on the other end carried a masculine air that overflowed the screen.

The girl nodded: "Yeah."

The man then asked, "How many victims are there?"

The girl turned around and looked at each of them, lying with her eyes open: "Two, and a group of bad guys standing there like wooden sticks."

The second half of the sentence sounds a bit true.

Wen Yan was writing his afternoon work report. When he heard this adjective, he sat up, closed his pen case, and said, "I'll be there soon!"

The navy sent a telegram these days saying that City C used driftwood to tie bombs to the water and had already blown up two of their ships.

After hanging up the phone, the girl put her hands on her hips and glared at Su Younian's gang of followers fiercely, grinning and saying, "Humph, just wait here! See if my brother comes and arrests you."

Su Younian was speechless and stretched out his foot to trip her to the ground.

With a crack, the sound of broken bones, the girl's face hit the ground, really like a porcelain doll.

Zhou Zhu couldn't stand it any longer. He, who never hit a woman, stepped on the girl's soft fingers and asked in confusion: "No, are you sick? Who are you? Are you okay? What does our business have to do with you?"

A series of questions left her group of celebrity sisters dumbfounded. Their purpose in coming over was indeed to stop the fight.

Neither of them was a good person, and it seemed they couldn't stop the fight, so they pulled the girl who was trying to stop the fight back.

The girl sobbed and wiped her tears, but she still said a few stubborn words, "I came here to stop the fight, but you guys were so mean to me."

Song Zhu had no patience for the little girl's behavior and pushed her forward: "Come on, come on, little princess, that's enough. Stand over there. We have something to deal with!"

The girl staggered two steps due to his big hand, and snorted with a pout.

None of the men present found her behavior cute.

"Stupid thing!" Zhao Feng was the first person to express it.

After the porcelain doll girl who was blocking the way walked away, the two sides started to confront each other again.

It's clearly a tense time now.

But due to the conflict in his heart, the atmosphere was still strangely stiff.

Metaverse Learning Program (8)

Song Zhu flipped the switch on the electric baton, swung it twice in the air with a pretentious air, and then struck a one-legged pose in a very chuunibyou style. He asked, "I have no grudge against you, so why are you here to attack my gym?"

At that time, the porcelain doll called the police. The nearest police station was only 20 minutes away.

Su Younian is still in high school, so this matter needs to be resolved quickly.

Zhao Feng didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Did you splash the red paint on the entrance of the Grace Hotel this morning?"

Song Zhu's expression froze, and he said, "Oh? So you're standing up for that bitch?"

"Watch your mouth!" Su Younian kicked the flowerpot beside his leg.

The flower pots were flying in the air, but a little slowly.

Su Younian did not control his power well.

The force wasn't enough, so Zhao Feng kicked him again.

Finally, he successfully hit the bull's eye - Song Zhu's right leg.

The flowerpot was reflected in Song Zhu's pupils, approaching little by little. When it was 0.01 mm away from his trouser leg, he jumped away.

The three-pound flowerpot couldn't even touch his trouser legs.

He turned on his watch and said something even more foolish than himself, and a giant scorpion with green eyes appeared out of thin air behind him.

The situation suddenly changed. Song Zhu, who was blessed with supernatural powers, became arrogant and raised his chin to question them: "What's wrong? When he ran away with my money, you didn't say anything?"

"When?" Su Younian lowered his voice, looking displeased.

Su Yan was very good at managing money, but she didn't have enough capital and had never asked him for a penny.

It is too unrealistic for a teenage girl to start from scratch with nothing.

Thinking of the past, Song Zhu's temples began to throb, his breathing became irregular, and his hands were shaking with anger: "How dare you ask when? You are his loser brother, right? Today I will show you how powerful I, the King of Poison Scorpion, am!"

The giant scorpion is three meters tall, has 180 green eyes, and its sharp feet are covered with dark green venom.

When those black eyeballs all look at one person, it is enough to kill people with trypophobia on the spot.

Zhao Feng was like that. He covered his mouth and retched continuously after just one look.

It's really too scary.

It makes one's whole body numb.

Su Younian looked calm, even arrogant enough to raise his hands and put them in his pockets, standing there shaking his legs.

The poisonous scorpion is ready to strike, but it can only pretend.

This is the rule of Metaverse H. The divine beast can only be summoned if the attacker threatens the personal safety of more than ten people.

In the case of self-defense or fighting, you cannot summon divine beasts for help.

If anyone is injured, the school will take back the beast, expel them from the school, and they will never be admitted again.

No matter how powerful the divine beasts are, they are still items in H Gao's laboratory. Each of these divine beasts has a fixed chip on its body.

We can find out who they attacked, and then find out who they attacked based on the blood, and investigate whether that person should have been attacked.

Fights involving more than ten people will be recorded by the camera inside the beast. If Song Zhu uses the beast's summoning skills to attack him in such a situation, he will be convicted of intentional attack.

The punishment is dismissal, and it might even be reported in the news, which would cause significant fluctuations in the Song family’s stock price.

It might hurt a little when the divine beast attacks, but it won't kill you in one blow.

It was discovered that the attack of the divine beast was a mistake. The school will send the antidote within a week, and he will be able to jump around again.

Regardless of whether Song Zhu takes action or not, he is still the biggest beneficiary.

Su Younian raised his eyes confidently and glanced around.

Everyone ran away the moment they came in, and the group of socialites and princesses also retreated - except for the porcelain doll who fainted in the corner.

Song Zhu didn't dare to make a move, so he just started arguing with him. He arrogantly pressed his tongue against his teeth and made a "tsk" sound: "Do you think I really don't dare to make a move? Su Younian, think about it yourself. Has the principal been targeting you since the beginning of the school? Don't you want to know why?"

"I don't want to know, don't delay any longer." Su Younian was deeply speechless at his poor acting skills.

Pointing at his head, he moved closer to Song Zhu and his poisonous scorpion beast: "Come on! Summon your poisonous scorpion and poke it here!"

The angry voice echoed in the hotel lobby, and the lobby manager came running over with greased soles of his shoes.

He had heard a little about Su Younian's crazy deeds in his early years. Between salary and life, life is more important.

……

While the argument was going on, two rows of people walked in from outside and surrounded Song Zhu and the poisonous scorpion.

A man in uniform calmly walked behind the scorpion, took a rope and threw it up, and cooperated with another partner to exchange positions in the air like a swing.

The barbed rope pierced the scorpion's skin and flesh, and countless stings penetrated into its flesh. Without the master's order, it just shrank its body and hunched its waist, still not daring to hide back in the watch.

Da da da.

A pair of shiny military boots stepped in and approached them step by step. The sunlight shone on his sharp profile. Although he was wearing a green military uniform, Su Younian felt that he looked much better in school uniform.

Nangong Ling pulled the corner of her mouth, took out a clean white handkerchief from her chest pocket and covered her red lips with it. She said coldly, "Please put away your rotten egg-smelling pheromones. They're making it hard for me to breathe."

Song Zhu saw that his sacred beast was injured and the green liquid dripping from it was the blood of the poisonous scorpion. He was so angry that the veins on his neck bulged, but he still had to swallow his anger and waved his hand, putting the bruised and battered poisonous scorpion back into his watch.

He would avenge the injury to the poisonous scorpion sooner or later, but this time it was Nangong Ling who came, so he could only swallow his anger.

The whole incident was triggered by him. He lost his temper and unleashed the divine beast. Now the nature of the incident has changed from a simple brawl to an H High student bullying an "unarmed" thug.

"Brother, you're here. This is the group of people who bullied me and my classmates!"

No one spoke at the scene, and the porcelain doll that had fainted in the corner seemed to have woken up on time.

The overjoyed kiss on the cheek followed closely: "Wife, why are you here?"

Zhao Feng hugged the handsome man's slender waist and rubbed his ear.

Nangong Ling rolled his eyes at Zhao Feng, looked at Su Younian behind him, and the group of stupid big guys behind Su Younian, and spat out two words: "Get out of here!" Then he stretched out his hand and waved, and went down to the corner to help his sister up.

Then he pulled over a chair, crumpled up the handkerchief covering his mouth and threw it on the ground. His voice was like a cold arrow, making people puzzled. "I heard that there is a group of people fighting here. Is it you again?"

Zhao Feng loves people and is afraid of his wife. Now that he has found a male wife, he is also afraid: "No, absolutely not. With my wife teaching me every night, how dare I fight with others?"

He didn't even look at Zhao Feng when he spoke, but glanced back and forth at Song Zhu and Su Younian's faces, pushing Zhao Feng and telling him to get out: "Get out!"

Zhao Feng was very annoyed. Talking affected his judgment.

Even after being criticized, Zhao Feng was not angry. He pouted his lips and pressed his lips against the other person's face. This time, Nangong Ling did not push him away.

She just wiped the saliva on her cheek with disgust and glanced at Zhao Feng who was grinning foolishly.

Zhao Feng immediately understood what he meant and left the hotel lobby with the group of men who served as background.

The crowd left.

It's a lot more spacious here.

Nangong Ling raised her lips in a moderate smile, and stretched out her hand in front of Song Zhu with a half-smile: "Student, this student from H High School, please give me three reasons why you must use the divine beast, otherwise I will issue you the first warning..."

For all H-grade students, their class and name will automatically appear on their bodies one hour after using the divine beast.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the name on the child's body, and his five fingers quickly typed the name "Song Zhu" on the iPad screen in his hand.

Then, pretending to be surprised, he shook his head and said: "No, no, kid, you already have one, two..."

He paused and emphasized: "This is the third time."

Song Zhu was no fool, "You're abusing your power and bending the law! I even heard him call you his wife. You two are having an affair!"

"Please cooperate!" Nangong Ling is decisive in his work, and when handling official business, he enforces the law impartially and does not leave any room for criticism.

Nangong Ling was very upset by his presumptuous speculation and stared at Song Zhu.