The Cao family looked at each other, and at this moment, they finally came to their senses.
Putting aside everything else, Zhang Dabiao's skills are completely incomprehensible at the moment, and nothing can be said about him.
It's just that the dignified Cao Lao of Suzhou and Hangzhou is a person who needs face. He can be killed but not humiliated.
Cao Laoer stood up with his hands on his waist, straightened his clothes, and was about to say a few harsh words to make Zhang Dabiao realize the seriousness of the problem.
But before he could speak, Zhang Dabiao rounded up the chair and hit him hard.
thump!
The stubborn and unyielding Cao Laoer forced his knees to the ground.
Seeing this, the third boy felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. While he was glad that he was smart enough not to get up in a hurry, he felt no sympathy for his second uncle's plight.
But he didn't want to think about it. They didn't even let his second uncle go, but would they let him, a troublemaker like him, go?
The chair was thrown backhand and instantly knocked the three boys over.
Cao Laoer gritted his teeth. If the anger in his eyes could be released, Zhang Dabiao at this moment would definitely be burned to ashes.
Where is this? This is Suzhou and Hangzhou. It is very embarrassing to lose face on one's own territory, but he was beaten so cruelly. If this spreads out, it will not be Cao Lao Er's face that will be embarrassed, but his whole body will be embarrassed.
The face of the Cao family.
"Zhang Dabiao, how dare you attack me?"
Zhang Dabiao raised his brows and stared at Mr. Cao maliciously, "Do you have two more heads than others? Or two more waists than others? Why are you so tough?"
Second Master Cao endured the pain in his body and was about to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, Zhang Dabiao waved his hand and asked the female secretary to bring another chair.
Bang!
The second master was knocked over by him again.
The chair he threw backhand hit the three boys again.
But Zhang Dabiao really underestimated Cao Laoer's toughness, and he actually dared to get up. As a result, he got up three times and was knocked over by Zhang Dabiao three times. There was a lot of blood on his head and face, and he felt that his upper body was numb, and his two legs were numb.
The legs are no longer my own.
But Cao Lao Er was hard enough and struggled to get up. At this moment, the Third Boy, who had been shot while lying down, finally couldn't sit still anymore.
"Second uncle, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil..." The third boy climbed up to Cao Lao Er in a few moments and hugged the second uncle who was about to get up.
The second uncle is tough, but Zhang Dabiao likes to play thirty big games each. After speaking, he hopes that Zhang Dabiao beats him and spreads it to the family. At least his might and unyielding power can make his grandfather and father shine.
?
This was not a good thing, because he was simply unlucky. His second uncle gained a good reputation, but he received a lot of beatings.
Young people are young people after all. Of course, no one can say whether Mr. Cao borrowed the donkey from Poxia. Anyway, his mighty and unyielding temper was suppressed by the third boy.
"Get up, get up if you have the ability. Is it embarrassing for the second master of the Cao family to kneel in front of others? Do you want to show his face?" Zhang Dabiao pointed at the other person and cursed, "I will tell you today, don't bully honest people. When he loses control, he will
The day you die!"
"This is for Cao Ying's sake, so I'm going to be merciful, otherwise I'd have to put sacks on you two, huh? You said there are so many sewer pipes in the city, how long would it take you two to find them if they were thrown into them?"
Cao Lao'er's face was blue and purple, and his body was shaking constantly, but unfortunately he couldn't lift up any strength.
"Still staring? Forget it, I'm too lazy to hit you. I can see that you just like to pretend too much, but it's a pity that you don't have the capital to pretend, so you will only be a stupid Fenxiang."
Cao Laoer's head was already buzzing.
Although Zhang Dabiao did not continue to beat him, in this situation, kneeling in front of others and being pointed at his nose and scolded, the feeling was worse than being beaten.
Being beaten is a physical pain that is short-lived and can be recovered from.
However, being scolded rose to the soul and was imprinted in my mind for a lifetime of pain.
Is Zhang Dabiao trying to kill someone?
"My surname is Cao, today grandpa I am giving you a motto in life. It is best to be low-key as a person. Don't think that you can show off with bodyguards. Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have money. You think you are a high-quality man. In fact, you
In the eyes of others, you are just a clown! Apart from being rich, you are worthless."
"What? You don't accept it? If you don't accept it, you can stand up and see if I can beat you." As he said that, Zhang Dabiao rolled up his sleeves from side to side.
Cao Laoer's heart felt cold. This was clearly going to force him to a dead end. After being stimulated by Zhang Dabiao, the buzzing in his head became louder and louder, even accompanied by waves of tinnitus and dizziness.
.
Stand up, he really wanted to stand up, but his body was already unable to bear it, but he was still held down by the three boys, standing up, standing up... just stand up!
He opened his mouth, intending to spit out the fragrance to swear that Mr. Cao would never admit defeat, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out at all.
What to say?
Now that the matter has come to this, he has already lost his face, even if he is really scolded, what else can he exchange for except a good beating?
The situation is stronger than the person, and face cannot be saved. It is better to find an opportunity to escape first, and then look for an opportunity to take revenge.
"Forget it, forget it, I'm just a kind-hearted person." Zhang Dabiao waved his hands and sighed helplessly. There is a saying that if you don't remove the root of the grass, it will grow again with the spring breeze, but for this matter in front of you, Zhang Dabiao always said
You can't beat someone to death, right?
And we also have to think about Cao Ying, blood is thicker than water, blood is connected, so regardless of other things, we have to consider her feelings.
"Go, help the second master up, and I will have a good chat with the second master." Zhang Dabiao waved his hand and gave orders to the female secretary.
How could the female secretary dare to disobey Zhang Dabiao's order with her pale face? With such a violent temper, God knows if she would be so cruel as to attack such a cute and beautiful young lady like her.
But at this time, Cao Laoer didn't dare to stand up at all. God knows what bad things Zhang Dabiao had been holding back.
A mere weak woman, even if she tried her best, couldn't pull down the lifeless Mr. Cao.
Zhang Dabiao waved his hand again. Seeing the female secretary sweating profusely, he couldn't bear it. "Okay, okay, he is willing to sit down, so let's sit down and talk! In fact, there is nothing to say. Originally, this is your old Cao
It’s really hard for an outsider like me to interfere in family matters.”
"It's good that you know." Cao Laoer snorted softly.
As soon as these words came out, the third boy's heart immediately rose to his throat and he looked fiercely at his second uncle.
Is this still the clever second uncle? Isn’t this asking for a beating if he doesn’t pick up the pot?
As far as the situation in front of you is concerned, just listen carefully. Why can't you live with yourself?
Sure enough, Zhang Dabiao glared fiercely, grabbed the chair on the side again, and walked towards the second master and the third boy.
At that moment, the two men's hearts suddenly became cold.
Bang!
There was a loud sound, and both men closed their eyes subconsciously. The female secretary even screamed and hid aside in panic.