Eight hundred and sixtieth eight chapters lucky Meng Qinghu
Seeing the scene just now, Fang Hao frowned slightly, because he knew several people there, including Kong Jiaxiang from the Kong family, Song Wenli from the Song family, and Su Wenkai, the eldest of the four young men in Su Province.
There were several other women, one of whom Fang Hao knew was none other than Deng Meiling, the niece of King Chen Yan. The others, judging by their dress, must also be descendants of high-ranking cadres in Su Province.
The drunken Deng Meiling was seen struggling a little, but under the strength of Kong Jiaxiang's big man, Deng Meiling couldn't break free at all.
At this moment, Su Wenkai next to them frowned: "Master Kong, Meiling is drunk, why don't I take her back?"
Kong Jiaxiang glanced at Su Wenkai coldly and said in a cold voice: "Su Wenkai, do you want to ruin my good deeds?"
When Su Wenkai saw that Kong Jiaxiang was serious, he couldn't help but became anxious: "She is Chen Yanwang's niece. This is not good. How will I explain it in the future?"
"Damn it, what do you want me to explain? Chen Yanwang is not convinced, so he asked him to come to me. How dare he not deal with me, the Kong family, even though he is just a fool?"
Su Wenkai's expression changed slightly, he glanced at Deng Meiling, who was so drunk that she couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. He gritted his teeth and said, "No, this really doesn't work."
"Made, do you really think you are the young master of Jiangsu Province? See clearly who I am!" Kong Jiaxiang looked ferocious.
Su Wenkai was so anxious that he reached out to pull Deng Meiling over, but immediately, a hand blocked his way. Song Wenli chuckled and said: "Su Wenkai, our friendship, what do you care about this woman? Does she still have us?"
The relationship between brothers is important. Besides, men are like brothers and sisters, and women are like clothes. If you play a little, you won't die. So what if her uncle is the underground emperor of Su Province? Do we still take him seriously? As long as we are willing
, destroy him in minutes."
"Pah!" At this time, Song Wenli patted the livid Su Wenkai on the shoulder, and sneered: "Besides, if King Chen Yan knew that his niece had become Mr. Kong's woman, he would probably be so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
, Generally speaking, we, Mr. Kong, look down on women. Su Wenkai, listen to me, don’t be ignorant."
Su Wenkai's expression was extremely ugly. He was indeed a young man from Su Province, but in front of these two people, he was still far behind. He couldn't compare with them in terms of background.
However, Deng Meiling is his friend, not an ordinary person, and he absolutely cannot sit idly by and ignore it.
Just as he was about to rush over and grab someone, Song Wenli's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said coldly: "I don't have to drink fine wine to toast you, and I call you brothers. Do you really think you can be on an equal footing with us?! What a joke!"
"I don't care, get out of the way!" Su Wenkai was angry. He was the one who brought this person, and he must not make any mistakes. Otherwise, he would be ashamed of Deng Meiling's loyalty to him as her brother!
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Su Wenkai was kicked out by the impatient Kong Jiaxiang, then he showed his black card and shouted to the security personnel who came not far away: "Throw that kid out!"
The security personnel seemed to recognize the card but not the person, so they directly picked up the furious Su Wenkai and went out.
Then, the other people who had been drinking with them also left. Song Wenli chuckled evilly and said, "Brother, you are very lucky."
As he said that, Song Wenli glanced evilly at Deng Meiling, who had fallen asleep.
Kong Jiaxiang chuckled and said, "Thank you very much this time. I owe you a favor."
"This favor is quite big. Such a top-notch beauty is rare to find." Song Wenli made an envious look.
"Hey, how about I play for you?" Kong Jiaxiang said nonchalantly.
"Come on, you have played, but I don't play." Song Wenli rolled his eyes, and then said with a smile: "I'm leaving first, you better be careful, Chen Yanwang is not a fuel-efficient lamp."
After saying that, Song Wenli left with his two followers.
Only Kong Jiaxiang, the sleeping Deng Meiling, and two other Kong Jiaxiang's bodyguards were left.
…
Song Wenli walked out of the club bar and came to a shooting range of the club. There were various firearms here. Song Wenli picked up a submachine gun and fired a burst of fire into the sky. In the dark night, the sound of gunfire was quite deafening.
Not far away, stood a strong man with an unattractive look, a nervous and frightened look in his eyes, and a scar across his face.
The strong man watched Song Wenli finish shooting one magazine, then take out another magazine, load it, and shoot in the sky again. His face was arrogant and ferocious, as if he wanted to vent all the dark side of human nature.
When he reached the third magazine, Song Wenli immediately lowered his submachine gun and pointed the muzzle at the scarred man.
At this moment, the scarred man's face was ashen, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes were filled with fear, and he quickly shouted: "Sir, spare your life."
Song Wenli pointed his submachine gun at the strong man with the scar for a long time, his face bursting with anger, which made people look particularly ferocious.
But a long time later, Song Wenli raised the muzzle of his gun again, fired a magazine of bullets into the sky, and threw the submachine gun away!
He sat on a chair next to him, picked up a glass of red wine placed next to him, and drank the red wine like blood. Finally, he said coldly to the scarred man: "Meng Qinghu, get here here!"
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It turned out that this strong man with a scar was Meng Qinghu, the boss of the Blood Tiger Clan. After hearing Song Wenli's words, Meng Qinghu immediately ran over like a pug, lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Master, for sparing my life."
"Twice in a row, none of the things I told you have been done well. The things I have done are so incompetent. What use do I have for you as a dog! How do you explain it now?" Song Wenli looked at Meng Qinghu, who was standing aside respectfully with his head bowed.
His eyes were extremely cold.
"Mr. Song, I was completely sure both times, but that damn Fang Hao interfered, which led to the failure. However, I beg Mr. Song to give me a chance. I will never fail next time." Meng Qinghu said.
I wiped the sweat off my forehead and spoke carefully.
"Pah!" Song Wenli immediately threw the goblet on the ground and smashed it into pieces. He said with a ferocious expression, "Damn, three times. Fang Hao deserves to die for ruining my good deeds three times!"
When Meng Qinghu heard Song Wenli's words, his eyes suddenly relaxed, as if he realized that he should be fine, but he was suspicious, it was obviously twice, why was it one more time?
However, he quickly said: "But this Fang Hao is really powerful. A few times we were careless and he ruined our good deeds. Do you want me to send someone to kill Fang Hao to relieve the hatred in my heart?"
"Forget it, I won't pursue your incompetence in doing things. As for Fang Hao... let's keep him for now. This person is not simple. I'm not sure yet." Song Wenli had a headache and patted his forehead.
Just for the existence of Fang Hao.
Meng Qinghu's expression remained unchanged, but he was shocked in his heart. With Song Wenli's family power, Fang Hao had ruined his good deeds two and three times. The man in front of him actually didn't dare to touch him. What was Fang Hao's origin?
Meng Qinghu has always known that Fang Hao has a mysterious background and is quite powerful, but he never thought that the children of the Song family, who are so powerful in China, are also afraid of Fang Hao!
After the shock, Meng Qinghu was glad that he did not have sex with Fang Hao in Zhonghai City. Otherwise, I am afraid that he would have been dealt with by now. (To be continued)