Chapter 22 Isn't this the rhythm of courting death?
Ling Shaoxiang's heart trembled at Fang Hao's words. At this moment, he felt an inexplicable cold air rising from the soles of his feet. He subconsciously stopped the foot that was about to kick, causing Ling Shaoxiang to feel temporarily sluggish.
But the next moment, Ling Shaoxiang's first thought when he recovered was - ridiculous!
There were three people on his side, and there was only one other person. He was almost intimidated just now. This feeling made him angry, even angry. He, Ling Shaoxiang, was very famous in Zhonghai City. Many of his buddies on the road called him brothers. Today, he actually
I was intimidated by a brat who looked like a poor guy at first glance, so it would be fine if word got out.
Although Ling Shaoxiang still felt a little scared, in anger, for the sake of face, Ling Shaoxiang shouted to embolden himself: "You are just trying to compete. If I don't beat you to death today, I will cripple you!"
As he said that, Ling Shaoxiang did not rush forward. Instead, he took a few steps back, grabbed the beer bottle from a young man's hand, and knocked half of it off under the young man's angry eyes.
Holding the wine bottle with the uneven bottom in his hand, he shouted viciously: "What are you two waiting for? Kill him for me!"
But he himself didn't rush over. Fang Hao immediately looked down at this guy. How could he act ruthless with such a temper?
The two strong guys next to him were messing around with Ling Shaoxiang, and they spent a lot of Ling Shaoxiang's money. At this moment, it was naturally time to make a contribution. Although Fang Hao felt that it was difficult to handle in front of him, he still suppressed him.
Just when Fang Hao was about to kick one by one and destroy Ling Shaoxiang's grandson, a cold voice suddenly sounded. At this moment, the originally noisy bar suddenly became quiet, and almost everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
Many people had respect, even admiration, on their faces.
"If you want to die, fight me in my bar!"
When the two burly men who were about to take action heard this voice, they were like a mouse meeting a cat, and their vicious expressions suddenly became as if a young daughter-in-law had been caught having an affair by her husband, not to mention how scared and anxious they were.
Ling Shaoxiang immediately threw away half of the beer bottle very quickly, then trotted over with a bow and a bow, looking like a grumpy grandson who was afraid of being punished, and shouted quickly: "Hello, Sister Meng."
Fang Hao rolled his eyes. He originally thought he could exercise his muscles and evaporate the alcohol after drinking, but he didn't expect these guys to be scared to death when they heard a girl's voice.
"Bad luck!" Fang Hao couldn't help but spit out two words.
But I am also curious about what kind of woman can make everyone in the bar subconsciously shut up in an instant, and can also make Ling Shaoxiang, a prodigal who seems to have a lot of money in his family, not dare to breathe.
Finally, a tall, but imposing figure appeared within Fang Hao's field of vision. Although there were two guys behind this figure who looked like iron towers and looked like super bodyguards at first glance, Fang Hao's body was still pressed against him.
I was attracted to that woman.
It’s not that Fang Hao has never escaped a woman with an evil spirit on her body, and he has seen many of them. They are all female devils who kill without batting an eye, but this one is different. In addition to having an evil spirit on her body, there are also...
The pride of being a high-ranking person.
The woman wore sunglasses, a very cold look, and was wearing business attire, but what was depressing was that she was actually wearing a pair of riding boots on her feet, which seemed a bit nondescript, but Fang Hao ignored this, because not only did this woman
She has a pair of 'good breasts' and a face that looks very cool in profile.
Such a woman is absolutely the best, and Fang Hao immediately gave this woman a very high score in his heart.
With his sharp ears, Fang Hao heard some people whispering next to him: "I'm so lucky to meet Wen Mengji, the boss of Qingyi Club."
"You're so classy. If I had this kind of magnanimity, that damn guy in my family wouldn't dare go out to raise a mistress!"
"This is the first time I have met Sister Meng. She is so young. I can't believe it."
"Tch, you are so old-fashioned. Her father was originally the boss of Qingyi Club and was called the Fourth Master. But I didn't expect that after Fourth Master Wen retired, his daughter would take over. It's really hard to guess the thoughts of these entertainment tycoons.
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Fang Hao heard a lot of information and finally had an intuitive impression of the cold and charming woman in front of him.
Immediately, Wen Mengji didn't even look at Ling Shaoxiang, but said coldly: "What should I do if I break the bottle?"
Ling Shaoxiang lowered his head with cold sweat on his forehead. He felt so tired. He didn't expect Wen Mengji to be in the bar today. If he had known earlier, he would have killed him and wouldn't have dared to act wild in the bloody rose.
Hearing Wen Mengji's words, Ling Shaoxiang immediately nodded and bowed to accompany him carefully and said: "Sister Meng, I'm really sorry, I'll accompany you."
"Okay, one hundred thousand, plus slap yourself ten times and get out!" Wen Mengji never looked at Ling Shaoxiang from beginning to end. It seemed that in her eyes, Ling Shaoxiang was even lower than a passerby. He was not worthy of her.
It's a sideways glance.
One hundred thousand for a wine bottle, such a sky-high price, the people present felt it was inappropriate, because the other party was Wen Mengji, a well-known underground force in Zhonghai City!
Ling Shaoxiang was not surprised but overjoyed when he heard this. He nodded happily and bowed his head and thanked: "Thank you, Sister Meng, for the large amount. I will do it right away."
After saying that, Ling Shaoxiang didn't care about the disdainful looks of others and slapped his face directly. Although this guy didn't know how angry he was, he didn't dare to show even a trace of dissatisfaction in front of this woman, otherwise he wouldn't
Speaking of him, even if his father could leave Zhonghai City safely, it was a blessing that generations of people had burned incense for.
There was no moisture in the ten mouths. After smoking, Ling Shaoxiang hurriedly went to the bar to swipe a card worth 100,000 yuan, and then led two thugs to get out the bloody rose.
After exiting the gate of Bloody Rose, Ling Shaoxiang looked back at the large neon characters Bloody Rose, with a hint of sinisterness on his face, and said fiercely: "You bitch, don't fall into my hands, or I will torture you to death.
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When the two people nearby heard Ling Shaoxiang's words, they surprisingly did not agree because they felt that Ling Shaoxiang would never have this opportunity in his life.
Then Ling Shaoxiang's heart turned and he said to the two thugs: "You two are staring at that boy here. I don't dare to touch Wen Mengji. I must kill this boy today!"
But at this time, inside the bar, Wen Mengji suddenly turned her head slightly and turned towards Fang Hao.
When Fang Hao was looked at by this woman, the aura that was so stressful to others had no effect on Fang Hao at all. Fang Hao suddenly grinned, showing his white teeth, like a harmless boy next door, and said
One sentence: "Don't think that because you are wearing sunglasses, I don't know that you have been peeking at me for a long time. Could it be that you have a crush on me?"
Suddenly, the bar, which had regained some sound, suddenly became strangely quiet again. Everyone looked at Fang Hao, who dared to tease Wen Mengji. Some people thought Fang Hao was awesome, and more people thought Fang Hao was awesome.
It was simply a fool's errand. Undoubtedly, many people looked at Fang Hao as if they were watching a good show.
Of course, some are extremely nervous, especially the women Ning Nan. They really want to beat Fang Hao at this moment. Isn't this bastard looking for death? (To be continued)