Chapter 5 Cowherd Is the Underworld Boss? !

Yu Aotian, the head of Japan's No. 1 black force, Yulong Club, is famous throughout Japan. No one dares to provoke both political and business circles. He stomps his feet and fears that an earthquake will occur throughout Japan.

His ruthlessness and domineering are not what ordinary people can imagine. Anyone who dares to offend him will end up not dying but being tortured to death by him little by little. As for women, they are like toys to him, and they are thrown away after playing once; if they have children, they will be destroyed immediately. Even so, there are still a large number of women who come to dedicate themselves like moths to a flame.

Now, is Luo Yaoyao also coming to 'dedicate'? Hehe...hehe...how could she be stupid enough to mistake this underworld emperor for a cowherd? Isn't this digging one's own grave?

Yu Aotian looked back at the incoming subordinate, his eyes darkened, he rushed to the front of the subordinate, and when he went up, it was a slap in the face...

"Old Royal..."

Before waiting for the subordinate to regain his senses, Yu Aotian kicked one after another...

gosh...

Yu, Yu Aotian treats his subordinates so well... so cruel, Yao Yao was so frightened by this scene that her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

I saw that his subordinate was kicked out a few meters away, his body hit the wall heavily, and a dazzling trace of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth, but there was doubt in his eyes...

He didn't understand why Boss Yu was angry? Just because he interrupted Boss Yu's good deeds? However, it was clear that Boss Yu would not be angry with this kind of thing before. "Yu, Boss Yu, spare your life, spare your life!" His subordinates cried out in fear.

Yu Aotian was silent, grabbed his subordinate's hair, and pulled him out of the room.

The moment he closed the door, his condensed eyes turned to Yaoyao, who had been stunned on the bed, and his dark eyes were instantly covered by an indescribable luster...

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Tianming, Japan's No. 1 school...

"Look, look, isn't that the international student from China? Why is he so disgraced? It's really embarrassing for the Chinese people."

"yes."

Luo Yaoyao, who entered the campus, lowered her head in embarrassment as she heard the sarcasm around her. Although she knew that her appearance was embarrassing, it was better than dying.

She used to be at the Cowherd shop, but after Yu Aotian left, she jumped out of the window and fled. Unexpectedly, the quilt wrapped around him was hung on the balcony on the second floor.

She thought it was over, but fortunately a good-hearted person passing by gave her a coat, so that she would not run back to school streaking.

It's a pity that the kind person walked too fast, she didn't even see their appearance clearly, and didn't have time to say thank you. Forget it, if there is fate, we will meet in the future, and then thank you well.

He stepped up and walked towards the girls' dormitory.

"Yaoyao!" Gong Xiaoman, who was waiting at the door of the girls' dormitory, saw her coming back, and ran over quickly: "It's all my fault, I have to drag you to the Niulang shop to vent. Only then will..."

"Xiaoman, don't feel guilty, I'm fine." After cutting off Gong Xiaoman's words, she forced a sweet smile.

"Are you really all right? But the person who took you away was..."

"Yao sauce!" Before Gong Xiaoman could finish speaking, a Japanese woman's voice interrupted their conversation.

Yaoyao turned back subconsciously...

I saw that not far away, a man and woman walked towards her, arm in arm and laughing. In an instant, Yaoyao's expression turned cold, and her eyes were filled with deep hatred... <