Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 80: Perverted Youth
"Miss, I think you're overreacting. It's just a misunderstanding, you don't have to make it this lively." Zhou Fan started to get caught off guard with the girl before him.
"Shut up!!" The girl shouted right in Zhou Fan's face, her hand pointing at Zhou Fan angrily.
Zhou Fan was a bit emotional, the young man raised his hand, and clasped the girl's hand before him firmly.
"Miss, you better not go too far." Zhou Fan with all his might held back his anger.
"Why do you look angry, here I am the victim." Then the girl pulled her hand.
"Curtain!" Zhou Fan scoffed, then turned to leave the place with an annoyed face.
"Hey, you. Where the hell are you going?! our business is not finished!" Shouted the girl.
"Hjp... " Zhou Fan snorted, the young man continued walking away leaving the girl to look at the second floor.
The girl stomped her feet in annoyance, then followed Zhou Fan. "Hey, I'm talking to you!"
Zhou Fan again did not consider the existence of the girl. He was more interested in the collection of the weapon center.
The girl was getting annoyed, she patted Zhou fan on the back using a little bit of her strength.
Pukkp...
Zhou Fan turned his head, the girl put on an annoyed face, with her hands shortened and legs tapping the floor slowly.
But what Zhou Fan did made the girl once again stomp her feet firmly against the floor.
"Who patted my back?" Zhou Fan looked back, the young man behaving as if there was no one behind him.
Zhou Fan shrugged his shoulders, then turned his body back. But, just intending to twist her body the girl kicked her leg.
Bruaks...
A kick hit Zhou Fan's leg which made the young man slightly stagger and fall backwards.
"A... What are you doing." The girl was nervous when Zhou Fan fell on her.
Zhou Fan pressed down with one hand beside the girl's face, he tried to hold back his weight, so as not to hit the girl below him.
"Isn't this what you want." Zhou Fan stared fixedly at the girl under his body, the young man also let out his grin.
"What did you say?" The girl digested Zhou Fan's words a little slowly. "I didn't do it on purpose!"
"Ck" Zhou Fan brought his face closer to the girl's face.
The closer, the closer...
What does he want to do? Uh, this pervert looks good too... What do you think Qing Yuwei! the girl was entangled in his thoughts.
Getting close.... Even the girl looked resigned, and closed her eyes. But when the distance was only a few cents, Zhou Fan said.
"Look! You're so hopeful..." Zhou Fan stood up and patted his clothes, cleaning his front clothes with a smile adorning his lips.
"Ap..what!" Qing Yuwei regained his senses from his daydream as Zhou fan said.
"I am handsome. But I stress you, I...." Zhou Fan deliberately hung up his sentence.
Qing Yuwei raised his eyebrows, "I am what?!"
"I'm not interested in a half-finished woman." Zhou Fan said with his hands closed his lips, as if he was holding back from laughing.
Zhou Fan's words managed to make Qing Yuwei glare at his eyes, "Who did you say was a half-finished woman!"
"I am a real woman, do your eyes not work? Does a man have this." Subconsciously Qing Yuwei pointed at his chest that was not too big.
"That's what?" Zhou Fan brought his face closer, his eyes sparkling, staring expectantly.
"Surely sa..," his speech was cut off, looking at Zhou fan, following where the young man's gaze was headed.
"..." - ".Qing Yuwei spontaneously waved his hand.
Qing Yuwei gave Zhou Fan a five-finger mark, the young man's cheek until it was red.
"What do you see pervert!" Qing Yuwei crossed both his hands in front of his chest
"Curtain! What was there to see," Gerrutu Zhou Fan glanced towards Qing Yuwei's chest, his hand stroking his cheek which felt a little hot.
"Do your eyes want me to hide!" Qing Yuwei stared intently at Zhou Fan.
"That's it. Now, why are you following me, miss." Zhou Fan shook his hand.
"Who's following you, you're overconfident." Qing Yuwei raised his face, then walked away from Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan looked at Qing Yuwei's departure, flicked his shoulders then retraced the place.
After a long tour and not finding what interested him, he left the central building of the weapon.
Two days later....
Zhou Fan returned again to the weapon center building to retrieve his ordered weapons.
"Oh, young man, are you here to take your order?" Asked the old man who happened to be the same old man that Zhou Fan had been to this building for the first time.
"Heem, is it done?" Zhou Fan nodded.
"What a coincidence, your ordered weapon just finished. What are you really for, so many flying knives." Ask the old man again.
"Just be on guard, a weak young man like me should have a plan b to protect himself." Zhou Fan put on a helpless face.
Although slightly dissatisfied with Zhou Fan's reply, the old man still led Zhou Fan towards the storage area.
The old man took out a box from one of the tables there, then handed it to Zhou Fan.
"Check it, it should be exactly what you ordered" said the old man.
Zhou Fan received the box and opened it, he took out the storage ring inside and took out the contents inside the room.
Shortly after, came out all the flying knives that Zhou Fan ordered. Zhou Fan looked at the pile of flying knives before him which numbered roughly 300 blades, then turned to look at the old man and nodded in satisfaction.
"Hem.. accept this, as agreed. You can count them" Zhou Fan said as he looked at the old man looking at the pouch he had given.
"No no, I believe. You're not gonna cheat us." The old man said quickly, he felt guilty for suspecting his customers.
Zhou Fan left the weapon center building, and returned to his inn.
**...
In a room, a young woman was lying on her stomach in her bed, her hands bent and used as her headboard.
Huuff...
"Why do I always think about it." Qing Yuwei buried her face, for the past few days she had always been shadowed by the 'humidified' face of the young man she had met a few days ago.
Qing Yuwei rolled over, trying to reverse her position, now she looked at the sky of her room.
"If you remember, he's handsome too..." The smile on his face was involuntarily etched, imagining Zhou Fan's face.
A split second after, Qing Yuwei turned annoyed.
"But he's such a bitch, and again he's such a pervert, it's appropriate for me to give him a perverted mention" muttered Qing Yuwei, recalling the tragedy of a few days ago.
"Akhs! Why does he always come to mind?!" Shouted Qing Yuwei anxiously, he rubbed his face rough.
"Even I don't know what his name is, but he's already in my mind." Qing Yuwei continued to monologue, like crazy people he sometimes shouted and also giggled.
"Either why do I wish I could meet him," muttered Qing Yuwei softly.
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