Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

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   His subordinates stared astonished at the incredible scene in front of them, and it took them a few seconds to finally react.

    They rushed forward in a hurry and pulled the young man who was still waving his fists and feet off his boss.

    Zuo Yan coughed twice and finally straightened up.

    He looked very embarrassed, his originally straight suit was wrinkled and crumpled, the neckline was torn, the two top buttons were missing, and there were two blood marks on his neck.

    Zuo Yan raised his hand and wiped the slightly swollen corner of his mouth, gasping for breath.

    The young man struggled amid the pulling of the bodyguards, looking as if he wanted to rush over to continue the atrocity just now.

    His strength was amazing, three to four people couldn’t stop him, almost everyone received a few punches and kicks, all of them were grimacing and crying in their hearts.

    Zuo Yan straightened his torn collar, with a cold, hard expression and a very aggressive face, he exuded gloomy air, the ruthlessness oozing from his bones made people feel subconsciously terrified.

    But those eyes, which had begun to turn slightly blue, destroyed the innate majesty of his body.

    Zuo Yan walked to the young man who was firmly held by three or four people.

    He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, “What’s your name?”

    The young man who had just calmed down a little bit suddenly became manic again, and he kicked as soon as he lifted his foot. If Zuo Yan hadn’t dodged in time, he would have gotten a solid kick again.

    “—My name? My name?”

    His eyes were burning like fire:

    “You ask me again and again, and next time you forget everything, and still want to get each other better? Know your ass!”

    The subordinates’ eyes narrowed.

    ——Oh, it turns out that the boss’s peach blossom debt came to the door.

    Zuo Yan: “…”

    Would you believe me if I said this was the first time I saw this person?

    Ge Xiu took a deep breath, and the alcohol that was suppressed by anger just now surged up again. After the strenuous exercise, it was sent to the whole body with an intense rush of blood.

    He blinked slowly, and the expression on his face became dazed. When he got up, the whole person slipped downward with some instability.

    Zuo Yan rubbed his temples with a headache, and instructed his subordinates, “Just open a room and put him in.”

    Ge Xiu yawned.

    He blinked a little sleepily, as if he wanted to stand up by his own strength, but he couldn’t hold up his head. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a dark blue shadow on his face.

    The anger and aggression just now were replaced, and he actually looked quite obedient.

    The steaming heat flushed his cheeks, spreading down the white neck to the depths of the collar, and even the two jade-white ears were pale pink.

    Zuo Yan’s fingertips moved slightly.

    The subordinates supported Ge Xiu and turned to leave, but before he took a few steps, he was stopped by the man’s calm voice: “Wait.”