Seeing Zhao An'an and Yang Chen singing along as if they were having a cross talk, the four people in the box looked at each other awkwardly, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses.
Especially the red-haired man with his legs crossed and a cigar in his mouth. When he heard the name Zhao An'an, he suddenly raised his head and looked up and down at the angry Zhao An'an as if he had heard of an ancient predecessor on the road.
"Third brother, it seems like it's really him..."
The younger brother next to him was trembling. He leaned forward and whispered in his ear: "I saw a group photo at the boss's house before. There was a photo of Zhao An'an and the boss. Although seven or eight years have passed, Zhao An'an has gained weight.
, but the facial features look quite similar."
"hiss……"
After hearing what his younger brother said, Hongmao was so frightened that the cigarette butt in his mouth shook violently, the ash fell on his fingers, and half of the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.
But now he didn't even have the courage to pick up the cigar. He jumped up from the sofa, forced a smile on his face, stepped forward quickly, and stretched out his hand: "Brother Zhao, it turns out it's you. I'm blind, I didn't see you just now.
If you recognize it, there is something excessive in what you said. For the sake of our boss, please don’t argue with me."
puff……
What level of master is Yang Chen?
The two gangsters were whispering, and Zhao An'an couldn't hear it, but Yang Chen could hear it clearly. Seeing the excitement, he didn't mind the fuss and touched Zhao An'an's arm, and whispered: "Old Zhao, that guy just said
You've gained weight in recent years, I almost didn't recognize you."
Ding!
Yang Chen's words were like a knife, causing the hearts of the four people in the box to beat suddenly. Especially the younger brother who just spoke to Hongmao, his face turned pale with fright: "Brother Zhao, I...I
I didn’t say it…I really didn’t say it.”
"Crack!"
When Zhao An'an heard that his fortune was being ridiculed by several gangsters, his face suddenly darkened. He passed by Hong Mao and raised his hand to slap the gangster in the face.
The gangster was as thin as a stick, so he was no match for Zhao Anping.
After this slap, he was directly slapped to the ground. He covered his face and huddled together, letting out a muffled groan in his throat.
If it were anyone else, the brothers in the box would probably be furious.
But facing a figure like Zhao An'an, several people did not dare to take action even if they were filled with anger. However, the red-haired eyes looked sharply at Yang Chen.
"Damn it, I can't offend Zhao An'an, and I can't offend you, a bastard like you? Just wait for me. When you get out of this door, I'll kill you in minutes!"
Hongmao looked at Yang Chen with sharp eyes, keeping Yang Chen's appearance firmly in his heart.
"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry. These brothers under me have only joined our Zhongyi Hall not long ago. They don't understand your legend and status. I apologize to you."
Hongmao quickly stepped forward and said with a smile.
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I'll give you fifteen minutes and ask the little brat who poured hot water on me to get out of here immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for not paying and you still have face!"
Zhao An'an sat down on the sofa like the boss, with his legs crossed.
Yang Chen sat casually aside, eating the fruit plate on the table with ease and nodding his head: "This watermelon is quite sweet, but it's a little worse than our green mountain melon. Let me talk to the boss later, and it will be replaced by us."
Watermelon at home.”
"Don't worry, I can do this."
Zhao Ping'an also intervened.
"Brother Zhao, you must have heard wrong. Looking at the whole Ning County, who doesn't know your reputation? Besides, you and our boss are also friends. Even if we don't know each other, we don't dare to touch you."
Hongmao hurriedly stepped forward and lit a cigarette diligently.
At this moment, Yang Chen took out an old mobile phone with a broken screen from his hip pocket and clicked on the recording.
The atmosphere in the private room, which was originally too quiet to leave, became extremely tense as the recording played in the bathroom.
Hongmao was so frightened that his body trembled violently, and when he looked back, he wished that Yang Chen would be stabbed through the heart with thousands of arrows.
He never expected that his words would be recorded.
This time... I'm afraid it's all over.
"What else is there to say now? The opportunity is given to you. As long as you call out that bitch who splashed water, I can ignore you for Fu Yiyou's sake. Otherwise... believe it or not, I can give Fu Yiyou a call.
Some came in person."
Zhao An'an glanced gratefully at Yang Chen who was eating fruit, and slapped his hand on the table.
Suddenly, the empty wine bottle on the table clattered to the ground, with glass shards shattering all over the floor.
The four red-haired people looked at each other with ferocious expressions on their faces.
"Zhao An'an, I call you Brother Zhao to give you face. Don't be so disrespectful! We are just messing around on the road and getting paid to do things."
"You have been clean for so long now. Do you think that with your previous reputation, if you bring this piece of shit to make trouble for my third son, you can get out intact?"
"Since you have caught me, I won't hide it anymore. You were my little brother who caused the scandal. Who told you to be so high-profile and offend people you don't dare to offend?"
"For the sake of our boss, I won't argue with you today. Leave this piece of shit beside you and you can leave now. Otherwise, if I just make a phone call, I guarantee there will be dozens of people in less than five minutes."
Come in, you won’t be able to cry even if you want to!”
Seeing that the matter had been exposed, Hong Mao changed his face.
He grabbed it with his right hand, and the wine bottle on the table shattered with a bang. Four people crowded in front of the table, raised their fingers, pointed at Zhao An'an and Yang Chen, and shouted angrily.
"Bang!"
Just when Zhao An'an was about to take action, the door of the box was suddenly kicked open, and the loud sound stunned everyone in the box.
"ah!"
The next second, a young man stumbled in and knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.
"Ergou, what's going on with you?"
Huang Mao watched his little brother being thrown in, twisted his neck and stared at the door.
Zhao Ping'an, who was about to get angry, also stopped temporarily.
"Lao San, if you dare to attack Lao Zhao, do you think you can take my place now and take charge of our Zhongyi Hall business?"
At this moment, several young people dressed smartly outside the door rushed in, and then surrounded by the crowd, a man in a white suit with Chinese characters walked in slowly.
"Fu...Brother Fu..."
Seeing the man entering the door, the third child was so frightened that the glass bottle in his hand instantly dropped to the ground, and he knelt down with a plop.
"Bang!"
Fu Yiyou had a gloomy look on his face as he entered. He raised his right hand and the boy behind him handed him a dagger.
Fu Yi kicked away Lao San who was kneeling on the ground, walked straight to Zhao An'an, and inserted a dagger directly on the table in front of him: "Old Zhao, this is because I can't help you, so I will touch you."
I've found the person for you, and I don't have any problem with you handling it!"