Song Wen was very proud and transferred the money without saying a word.

These colleagues did not have much demands on eating, so they just cooked a meal in a small restaurant next to 4s, but they couldn't spend a lot of money.

But after dinner, everyone suggested going to play, and the place they chose was high-end.

Zeng Pengze could not agree, so he called to make an appointment.

The minimum consumption for a private room is 3,000 yuan, and I gave me a fruit plate and a lot of beer, that's all.

The colleagues also knew that they didn’t want anything else they needed to order to buy. Chu Xu was thinking about the balance in the card. If there was no other purchase in a while, it would be enough.

Someone holds a microphone and sings like howling ghosts cry.

Chu Xu sat in the corner, and the cold light hit her simple little face. It was fake that she didn't feel sorry for her for three thousand yuan.

Grandma needs money to buy medicine, and the three thousand yuan is exactly her monthly medicine.

She felt a little confused, but interpersonal relationships had to be together. Zeng Pengze came over with a bottle of beer and sat next to Chu Xu. "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just drank some wine and I was a little dizzy."

The door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a figure rushed in. He walked a little unsteadily, and it seemed like he had drunk a lot of wine.

"Damn it, shut up, sing like a mourning song. I want to vomit when I hear it."

Isn't this inexplicable?

The colleague who was singing put down the microphone, Zeng Pengze got up and walked to the man, "This is our private space..."

The man pushed the handle hard on him, and Zeng Pengze took two steps back and hit his leg on the coffee table.

"What are you doing?" Several other colleagues stood up one after another.

"Are you looking for trouble?"

Zeng Pengze was not a person who could suffer a loss. He rushed forward and pushed him back. The man was unstable and tripped back. Something he didn't know why. When Chu Xu heard a bang, she felt bad.

The man hit the flower pot next to him, covering his face with one hand. Although the lights in the box were dim, she could still see that his hands were covered with blood.

He staggered up and pointed his finger at everyone, "Okay, you dare to attack me!"

The man retreated to the door and walked out quickly, and there was still a trace of blood in the private room.

This happened too quickly and no one had time to react.

Chu Xu picked up the bag, but Yu Guang saw a group of people coming in from outside the door, and they beat them when they saw them.

Zeng Pengze was the first to be attacked. Although these colleagues were strong and strong, they were not opponents of those people at all.

Their beating moves are straightforward and clear, and they are professional bodyguards or thugs at first glance.

Chu Xu took out his cell phone and wanted to call the police. After being discovered, he kicked his wrist. The cell phone broke free from his palm and hit the wall next to him.

In another private room.

It was rare that there was no smoky thing. Jiang Xiuzhi liked to be clean. He sat in front of the sofa and was playing with dice. Young Master Xiao walked in from outside quickly.

"Just just saw a bustling trip outside, there was a fight."

Jiang Xiu knew it was unmoved, and Young Master Xiao sat next to him, "You didn't see that scene. The door of the box was open, and the wailing sound inside was like a pig killing."

"No big deal can happen. Can the master allow someone to die here in this battle?"

"It's hard to say tonight. Those people are messing with the little cheetah."

Jiang Xiuzhi frowned, not because he thought this person was so terrible, but because he thought this name was too disgusting.

"Who gave it to him?"

“Self-proud.”

"But the farther away from such a bad person, the better."

Jiang Xiuzhi's school is more or less noble, and his status is here, so he disdains to be with such people.
Chapter completed!