Zhao Dongyun asked, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief, slowly pushed aside several bodyguards, and walked over in a swaggering manner.
Looking at the injury on Zhao Dongyun's forehead, my heart was not moved at all.
This is a light response: "What do you think?!"
The young man held a cigarette in his mouth and flicked the ashes, as if he was waiting for the next performance.
"good!"
"I understand the rules of the road."
Zhao Dongyun took an unopened box of seafood beer and brought it directly to his feet.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Five bottles hit his head. The impact force of the beer bottle was much greater than that of the empty bottle.
Blood mixed with beer gushed out from Zhao Dongyun's forehead.
Stinging pains shot straight into his mind, but he didn't say a word at this time.
"Is that enough?!"
Zhao Dongyun asked coldly, his eyes gradually turning cold.
The young man said disdainfully: "Not enough!"
Zhao Zhongyun did not answer, but silently stretched out his hand and repeated the previous action.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
This time, a whole box of beer bottles was smashed, but the injury on Zhao Dongyun's forehead became more and more serious. A scratch was only seven or eight centimeters, and blood was still pouring out crazily. Along with the sting of alcohol, he
The eyes are bloodshot!
"This young master, is he sincere enough?!"
"I don't know your name?"
Zhao Dongyun also expressed his attitude and smashed a box of beer when he came up to give him an explanation.
"What a good boy, you are really bloody!"
"You are indeed a tough guy. I admire you a little."
The young man spoke softly, then glanced at the bodyguards around him.
"Untie first!"
"But don't let them get away."
Zhao Dongyun breathed a sigh of relief. Since the other party expressed his opinion, it meant that there was still room for maneuver in this matter.
"Boy, my name is Zhao Tianming!"
"You brothers, relying on the strength of the crowd, slapped me several times. This matter cannot be resolved just like that."
"I won't embarrass you. Kneel down and kowtow ten times."
"Then I'll pay five million in compensation and let this matter be over."
Zhao Dongyun recalled it in his mind and found that he had not heard of any big family named Zhao, at least none of the nine wealthy families or the first-class aristocratic families. Then he took a look at his dress and made some judgments in his mind.
"Master Zhao, just kowtow."
"There are more than one million in the card, which is considered as spiritual compensation for you."
"If you don't look down and see you, just think of us as friends."
"Give me some face, let's end this matter."
Zhao Tianming frowned tightly, his face suddenly tightened, and he snorted heavily, obviously irritated by Zhao Dongyun's words.
"Who do you think you are and what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms in front of me?!"
"I tell you, I am Master Zhuge's right-hand man!"
"Don't even talk about this matter today if it's less than five million!"
Zhao Dongyun sighed, now he simply couldn't withdraw so much money. The bank card he threw out before was already all his savings, and he couldn't withdraw even one more cent.
"Oh, it seems we can't reach an agreement?"
"In this case, let me show you the truth!"
Zhao Dongyun had already made preparations for this. Today he would either lie down and go out by himself, or he would take his brothers away with him.