LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
57.LOVE THE FAT.
“Out!” Long Kui rolled his eyes.
Tan Wen Hong read his face and found that he was not lying.
Since she also did not see Long Jie, it meant that she must have been with Long Jiu on business matters.
This would delay the things he wanted to know.
But he still had that fat message to deliver.
To gain the man's gratitude and support, all I had to do was make this arrogant girl see him. What's wrong with passing the time while humiliating this miss while I'm doing it?
Tan Wen Hong showed a wide grin.
“What's wrong with you?” Long Kui frowned.
“Oh, no. There's a rich handsome guy outside who wants to talk to you. Hurry up and meet him before he leaves.”
“Hey, Miss Long, who is she?” Tan Wen Hong elbowed him with raised eyebrows.
Long Kui knew Tan Wen Hong was making fun of him and became angry.
Ignoring him, he walked to the gate with Tan Wen Hong laughing behind him.
“Silence fat, haven't I already rejected your marriage proposal? What are you still doing here?”
The fat smile fell.
“Sister Long Kui, it happened when I was ten years old. Now I am twenty.
Did you not feel anything after I proposed a thousand times over these past ten years? ”
“Of course I have, annoyed!”
Tan Wen Hong interjected at this moment, patting the fat guy on the shoulder as he looked at Long Kui, “Nona Long Kui, such gentle and strong love is rare these days.
My dear friend is so in love with you that she even sleeps outside waiting for you.”
The last words almost made
Tan Wen Hong laughed out loud.
The fatty was so touched that thick sarcasm flew past him.
Long Kui saw them working in unison, one explained while the other agreed, and felt his anger mounting.
Even Tan Wen Hong gaped at seeing her smile like this for the first time.
And there is no need to mention the fat that drooled.
Long Kui felt pain inside but still maintained his composure, “Brother Cong, you have always treated me very well since we were kids. But my heart belongs to someone else.”.
“What, who is it?” The fatty's face changed and his eyes spouted out flames.
Tan Wen Hong thought,
Uh-oh. He wasn't planning on dragging me into this, was he?
Yet Long Kui turned to her with an enigmatic smile.
Oh. Hell.
Tan Wen Hong did not know which faction the fatty was from, but one thing was clear, he should not be provoked.
Tan Wen Hong already had the Valley of Hell as his enemy and toyed with other factions that were just as powerful, if not stronger, then even a Demon Emperor would have a hard time turning disaster into an opportunity.
“I wonder why you could enter the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion like you own the place.
That's because you and Long Kui.” The fat guy grabbed Tan Wen Hong's collar and glared.
Tan Wen Hong denied, “Brother, it was all just a misunderstanding ..”
However, the fatty's eyes were red from anger and blinded by common sense.
There are two things that make a man go berserk, his father is murdered and his wife is stolen.
But the latter caused more anger than the former.
Feeling as if he was wearing such a hat for no reason or reason turned this misunderstanding into a conflict.
Tan Wen Hong sighed, though,
Now I have to ask Long Jiu to explain so as not to offend another power.
He was contemplating how to do it when he was swept away by the next fat words.
“Kakak Kui, what do you not like about me? Does this have something I don't have?”