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Chapter 206 Slap a big mouth after more than a minute

Two of the things that Chinese people like to do the most are to buy discounted goods from supermarkets and watch the fun.

Especially when it comes to watching the fun, they are even more persistent. They have a firm persistence, a strong curiosity, and a spirit of not being afraid of death.

Especially in places like bars, it is a high-incidence area where fights occur, and the guests here are all people who watch the fun and don’t bother with the big deal.

So, when Yan Murong made a crackling sound of fighting, many guests who were drinking and watching the performance turned their eyes. When Zheng Tianlun was kicked out by Yan Murong and smashed over a table, the actors who were still performing on the stage also stopped, and the music stopped abruptly.

"Give it, let it go." A series of footsteps and a man's voice came from behind the crowd. Then, a man in his forties, tall figure, wearing a black suit and tie squeezed in.

Yan Murong knew that this man was the so-called person who watched the scene.

"What's going on?" The man looked at the few people lying on the ground and humming in pain and Zheng Tianlun, who was covered in fear, and asked with a frown.

"It's okay. They drank too much and accidentally bumped into each other and fell down." Yan Murong shrugged and explained.

As soon as Yan Murong said this, it immediately caused laughter from the onlookers.

Damn, this guy is so talented. The other person who took the lead was obviously kicked out by you. The remaining few people were also knocked down by you and the man with small braids. They actually said they had fallen together and fell down - the first time I saw him falling down, he could even bring a human cushion.

The man in the suit was obviously dissatisfied with Yan Murong's answer. He frowned and stared at Yan Murong, but saw Yan Murong also smiling at him, and his expression seemed to be saying. "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

The man in suit is Tan Hui, who is 42 years old. After he was discharged from the army at the age of 24, he was not satisfied with the unit assigned by the army. He then started working hard by himself, carrying bags at the train station and selling eggs at the farmers' market. Finally, he got to such a position. After so many years, he also understood that in Yanjing, he would rather look up to everyone than look down on others.

Therefore, although he was not satisfied with Yan Murong's answer, he did not act rashly when he did not know the other party's identity.

"Several people, I don't know what kind of grudges you have." Tan Hui looked at Yan Murong and said in a deep voice. "But don't make trouble in my bar. In addition, you will be able to compensate you."

"You are still unreasonable." Yan Murong said unhappily. "I said that they fell down because they drank too much. They also smashed the table. What does it have to do with me? If you don't believe me, please ask him."

Zheng Tianlun felt that the pain in his stomach had disappeared a lot. Seeing Yan Murong push everything on his head, he screamed in anger.

"You fart, you fucking hit people, wait. If I ask you to get out of this bar today, my surname is not Zheng." Zheng Tianlun stood up from the ground and shouted. After shouting, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and started calling.

"Brother, I was beaten." Zheng Tianlun felt aggrieved, and said to the phone in a resentful tone. Obviously, only Zheng Wuming could be called Big Brother by him.

When Zheng Wuming received a call from Zheng Tianlun, he was reading a book in the study. He was disturbed and was still a little angry, but when he heard that his younger brother was beaten in the bar, he immediately asked anxiously, "Tianlun, what's going on? Who beats you?"

"Yes-----" Zheng Tianlun looked at Yan Murong. He was about to speak, but suddenly realized that he had indeed asked the other party's name just now, but the other party didn't tell him at all.

"Hey, what's your name? I have the kind of name to say it out." Zheng Tianlun shouted to Yan Murong.

"Come on, give me the phone." Yan Murong hooked his finger at Zheng Tianlun and said with a smile.

Why did you feel disgusting Zheng Wuming? This guy cooperated very well and took the initiative to call for help.

Zheng Tianlun was obedient and carefully handed the phone to Yan Murong, and then quickly distanced him from Yan Murong, for fear that Yan Murong would kick him again.

"Who are you? Why do you want to hit my brother?" Zheng Wuming said with a low voice with a hint of coldness from the phone.

"Hey, hypocrite, can't hear my voice?" Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Yan Murong?" The voice on the phone was obviously stunned. Then, Zheng Wuming said. "Yan Murong, don't make trouble for nothing. It's okay if you scold me. I won't bother with you if you hurt Kunlun. But today, you have to give me an explanation. Where are you?"

"Where? Oh, this bar seems to be called Yese." Yan Murong didn't care about Zheng Wuming's tone of being sucked, and said with a smile. "What? Are you going to come? Well, come and take your idiot brother back-----I dare to make an idea of ​​a woman, so I kicked him and it's already worthy of you. It's not for your sake that he can still stand and call you alive?"

"Yan Murong, don't go too far." Zheng Wuming said coldly. "I will go over and lead people, but you must dare to attack him, don't blame me----"

"Damn, do you still dare to threaten me?" Yan Murong interrupted Zheng Wuming's words directly and said angrily. "Then I will tell you too, if you don't come within ten minutes, I'll slap him in the mouth for more than one minute."

After saying that, without waiting for Zheng Wuming to threaten a few more words, he directly pressed the phone, threw his phone aside, and said to Zheng Tianlun who looked surprised. "You have heard it too, you'd better pray that he can come on time."

"You----You can't touch me, I am Zheng Tianlun, and my brother is Zheng Wuming." Zheng Tianlun was anxious when he heard Yan Murong's words.

Damn, this kid is unreasonable. Although this place is not far from the Zheng family, it is still twenty minutes away to drive----unless Zheng Wuming flies over in a rocket, how can he get it within ten minutes?

Hearing Zheng Tianlun's words, everyone, including Tan Hui, took a breath.

This guy who was beaten is Zheng Wuming's younger brother? Damn, it's a big incident. Zheng Wuming's younger brother was beaten. Zheng Wuming was going to come to pick up the people himself. Moreover, the guy who seemed to be beating people was threatening Zheng Wuming on the phone, saying that he would be a big mouth in less than ten minutes, and more than one minute?

Damn, which immortal is this? Even Zheng Wuming dares to threaten it?

Tan Hui complained even more.

This is really a disaster for the gods to fight. Obviously, both of them are not simple. One is the younger brother of the first son of Yanjing, and the other - uh, although he doesn't know what his identity is, he dares to directly threaten Zheng Wuming, obviously not a good person to mess with.


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