Some people, when you see them, you want to meet, make friends with them, but some people, when you see them, you want to be savage to them the first time you see them, and you never want to be savage to them again after they are savage. When I saw him, I was afraid that seeing him again would throw my cultivation into the garbage dump.
Li Jianhua is the former. Regardless of identity, appearance, demeanor and cultivation, Yan Murong feels that this is a friend that can be made.
Of course, the one who makes people want to be savage is this guy who speaks very disharmoniously, the king of kings nicknamed Ham Sausage.
When this guy left in the morning, he said he would meet him in the evening. He didn't expect that he had just arrived and he actually met him.
Nouveau riche, this is not a good word.
These three words sound like a compliment to you for being rich, but everyone understands that these three words are derogatory.
What is a nouveau riche? It is the guy who suddenly becomes a turtle and then squeezes his head out of his way and tries to squeeze into the sea.
"Idiot," Yan Murong glanced at the king of kings and said sneeringly, not taking his provocation seriously.
If he had done things according to his habits, he would have probably been going up and slapped the king's big mouth long ago, but he couldn't.
The owner here is Li Jianhua. He was just an invited guest, and it was not invited by Li Jianhua. No matter what, he cannot do it here now.
After being ignored by Yan Murong again, the expression on the King of King's face twitched. Before he could speak, a man behind him was wearing only a pair of beach pants, taking off his shoes, and six obvious abdominal muscles were arranged on his abdomen. It's up.
"I thought it was so powerful. It turned out to be a soft guy," the man said with disdain, "Brother Wang, are you talking about him? It doesn't look very good now, so how good you said,"
Yan Murong still smiled, but just pretended that he didn't hear it, and turned around and walked towards the villa.
"It's so boring. I'm really afraid that I'll get dirty with my feet when I step on such garbage. Brother Wang, you'll have to find something similar next time,"
Seeing that Yan Murong didn't speak, the man became even more proud.
So Yan Murong stopped, turned his head, looked at Li Jianhua and said, "Brother Li, what is the origin of this guy who speaks so badly?"
"The son of Director of the Roads Administration," Li Jianhua said expressionlessly.
"Oh, Director of the Roads Department, the son of the traffic police leader," Yan Murong asked with a smile.
"It can be said that," Li Jianhua nodded.
"That's a little man," Yan Murong smiled and looked at Li Jianhua and said, "Brother Li, I usually do things directly----This kid is obviously a dog with the ham sausage, and the owner doesn't call him. , the dog barks all the time----I usually slap this person to death when I encounter such a person, and now I can't help it."
"I like your directness," Li Jianhua laughed, and at the same time, he also agreed to what Yan Murong had to do next.
If Yan Murong wanted to attack the king, Li Jianhua might have stopped him, but he would not care so much about the son of the Director of the Road Administration.
Today is his sister's coming-of-age ceremony. He invited so many people to come, just to witness this moment. Now he is unhappy to see someone deliberately seeking trouble at his party.
He couldn't move the king, but he didn't mind moving the chief master, but Yan Murong had already brought it up before he had arranged it, so he agreed.
"Who do you say is a dog? Who do you say is a dog? If you have a breed, you can say it again." The man was scolded by Yan Murong as a dog. He was immediately angry and embarrassed. He jumped out and pointed at Yan Murong and scolded, "You are the fucking dog, your whole family is the whole family. They are all dogs,"
So Yan Murong smiled even happier.
Others don’t know why Yan Murong still laughed when she was scolded, but Teng Xiangling knew that she knew Yan Murong and knew what Yan Murong’s smile meant, and began to pray secretly for the chief young master in her heart.
There is no way. If he hadn't said this, he might have just been slapped with a few words----Now, he has violated Yan Murong's bottom line, and he probably will be much more miserable.
"Your father is a matter of land," Yan Murong asked with a smile on his face as he looked at the man.
"So what? You bite me," the man said arrogantly.
"That's good -- you probably can't swim, right?"
"No," the man replied subconsciously.
"That's good," Yan Murong smiled even happier.
Suddenly, Yan Murong stretched out his hand and pulled the man's arm in place. Yan Murong carried the man's arm behind him. Before everyone could react, Yan Murong had already pulled him to him. Next to the swimming pool.
"you-----"
"Gululu-----"
Just as the man was about to speak, Yan Murong kicked him in the bend of his leg, kicked him to kneel down, and then pressed his head into the swimming pool.
The man struggled desperately, his hands and feet fluttering around, but Yan Murong pressed him tightly and could not struggle no matter how hard he struggled.
"You can scold me again, try it," Yan Murong pulled him out of the swimming pool for a while, and said in a deep voice.
"The fuck you-----"
"Gululu------"
Before he could curse someone, Yan Murong pressed his head into it again. After a while, he pulled up again.
"Can you still scold me?"
"You and he-----"
So Yan Murong got completely angry, grabbed the man's ankle with one hand and lifted him up, and then put half of his upper body into the swimming pool with a backwards.
The group of young men chatting and spanking around were no longer chatting, and the beauties swimming in the swimming pool stopped swimming, all of them stared at Yan Murong blankly. While feeling a little excited about Yan Murong's behavior, they were also very curious. - Mainland people do things strangely. Just kick them with one kick. Why do you want to be so cruel? Look, that guy is almost drowned by you.
Seeing that he stopped struggling, Yan Murong pulled him up and threw him by the swimming pool.
He was almost suffocated by being held back, and suddenly felt the fresh air. The man no longer cared about talking. He lay on the ground with his butt sticking out, breathing the air in big mouthfuls while coughing violently.
"Idiot," Yan Murong looked at the man and said disdainfully, "You must also be a dog as a dog. Don't let the owner bark, and you will jump out and bite people-----I am a scumbag, and you don't have any brains. It's so good that I don't know if someone is a gun."
"Smack,"
King Wang didn't say a word to stop Yan Murong when he took action. Now that he finished watching the show, he started to applaud.
"Awesome, indeed," the king of kings smiled coldly, "Sometimes, arrogance comes at a price,"
PS: Why don’t you spend the New Year? Even if you don’t have any votes, you’re pitiful. I… I hate you,