Chapter 770

"Yoko, what's the matter?"

When the crowd is separated, a white, fat and kind-hearted middle-aged man with short hair, but not spirit, big eyes, but not sharp, very introverted, belongs to the kind of character with no characteristics and no aura, but standing in the crowd, you can't help but look at the role of two more eyes.

His voice is a little hoarse and his words are not very clear. It's northern Tianhua with some southern flavor. It's not different, but it has distinct characteristics. Hearing this accent, all of us are like ducks that are scorched by Tianlei. Even the hardest mouth is paralyzed and unable to speak - Zhang Li, vice chairman of Fengchang group!

This young man with square face turned out to be Sima Yang, the right assistant and number one confidant of tension, who declined Mo Yi's call to be the head of the subsidiary! And the guy I beat who looks like the second generation of rich is his younger brother!

Tension is followed by five or six people, who are not young. I'm afraid the youngest one is over 35 years old. They are all in suits and suits. They dress neatly, but they don't make people feel that they are not in harmony with the atmosphere of wine. Their adaptability developed in the workplace is very strong. They can easily put themselves into any atmosphere, whether they like it or not At a glance, I know that they are successful people who live in a tense work rhythm, accumulate too much pressure and use limited nightlife to release and defuse. One or two of them are familiar with each other, but I don't have much impression. I vaguely remember that they are high-level people with smooth working style, and the others are not general.

I don't feel very good at looking at each other. Everyone's face is not very good-looking, especially Murphy, with a frown on his brow. There is a kind of evil spirit between his brows. After seeing her, five or six people behind him, who were originally in tension, are still embarrassed and afraid. But when they see this scene, they are not afraid of Murphy's aura. They shake their heads or frown or sigh one by one.

"Uncle Zhang, what a coincidence?" Murphy's words are not heavy, but he speaks loudly. It's not like asking. It's questioning. Indeed, the north sky is so big and the wine is so much like Mao. It's not true that Murphy meets here at this moment.

"Niece, what's the matter?" If you don't answer the question, just ask about this. Although you are very polite to Murphy, you deliberately go to the two brothers and stare at me all the time. There is a lot of content and a kind of affectation. It's not so much asking Murphy, but he's coming to me.

Murphy points to the rich second generation, Sima Yang's younger brother. "Ask him."

"Ask me?" The rich second generation lost a few teeth and said angrily: "I want to ask you! Why do you beat me? " Speaking affected the muscle R, he covered his cheeks with pain.

"What did you do?" the fringe said angrily. "Don't you know what you did?"

"What do I know?" The rich two generations stare at the tassel and point to Wan'er, saying: "I just want to invite this woman to have a drink? Then a drunk boy rushed to your side and kicked me as soon as he came up, and you girls, whining to let your unworthy flower protectors come and beat me. Who did I provoke? Fortunately, they are afraid to say hello to me, or I will not leave my life here today! "

Several men in the comprehensive group were red faced and red faced. What they couldn't stand was the scornful eyes of tassel, Qin LAN and Xiao Song Jia. Murphy saw that the second generation of the rich had buckled the shit pot on my head, and his anger didn't cover up. "Don't confuse black and white here! Why did Chunan beat you "

" he drank too much! " "No one is blind here, who can't see that he's drinking too much?" he interrupted before Murphy finished

Indeed, if the tassel and the purple garden don't help me, I'm afraid I'll shake when I stand. I don't know how to drink. Even if I touch a little alcohol, I'll hang up. Besides, I've been infused with so much wine tonight. I have to admit that the bite of the second generation of the rich can still stand. At least, most of them don't see the original people. Now they see me, I will believe him more. First, he is not drunk. I am not drunk lightly. Second, his injuries are all on my face. Although I have blood on my face, the wounds are on the top of my head, and I haven't broken my face. Ziyuan uses a handkerchief to hold the wounds. The tassel wipes the blood off my face, leaving only one face drunk and embracing left and right. If I am a bystander, I will also prefer to believe that the rich second generation who is totally different has full benefits Using visual effects and people's compassion.

"Brother, thanks to your timely arrival, otherwise I really want him to die. It's too dark to give me a chance to explain. It's like trying to engage me."

deliberately. When these two words came out of his mouth, they were very casual. But I felt a kind of deliberate, especially the subtle change of the faces of several middle-aged people behind the tension After

"you shut up, one side, who are you fooling?" Sima Yang wanted to be rich for two generations, but he didn't have the heart to start. There was really no place to start with that face. He sighed and gave me a fair opportunity to explain, "Chu Nan, I'd like to hear your explanation."

This magnanimity of Sima Yang not only won the appreciation of the tension group, but also won the favor of all the onlookers. Now I am more and more sure that we have fallen into a well-designed situation, and we are getting deeper and deeper

What's wrong? What's wrong? When did something go wrong? Alcohol makes my mind far less intelligent than usual. I'm sorting out my thoughts and connecting what happened tonight. I don't care about simayang's questions at all. My thoughtfulness and non response are normally understood as a lack of heart - I didn't expect what to say, because I suddenly realized that I could say anything wrong!Facts proved this, the tassel hugged the sobbing Wan'er, pointed to the obscene dandy who had just been supported by two companions, and said angrily, "what do we need to explain? Don't your brother and his friends start to attack our friends. A group of big masters despise two girls and attack others. Shouldn't they be taught a lesson? "

Sima Yang glared at the second generation of the rich angrily. "You flirted with other girls, and you started?!"

"No!" The rich second generation not only simply denied it, but also shouted to Su in astonishing words, "don't spit out blood! Who hit a woman? Is it me?! Besides, what kind of friends? I don't know these three people at all! "

All of us were stunned. Only Murphy showed the same expression as me, and little purple. The girl who helped me was indifferent from the beginning. It seems that everything happened at this moment has nothing to do with her. I know that this is a face that only appears when she is angry. Obviously, the object that makes her angry is not the rich man who makes me poop The second generation, but I

fringed airway: "don't you know? Don't know you so tacit? Cheap with women, fight together?! You're a liar! "

"Who did I take advantage of?" The second generation of the rich pointed to Wan'er and said, "I just want her to have a drink? Then the woman in the suit came here. We didn't say a few words. The man came up and talked. Then they took advantage of the woman. They suddenly started. I'm afraid of hurting the little girl, so I quickly pulled her away. What's the result? Good intentions don't pay off. Your fierce man rushed to me and gave me a kick! "

The words fell into silence. I chuckled bitterly. It was a game indeed. The fringe also noticed it, but Xiao Song Jia didn't. He asked qualitatively, "why don't you know them fighting with them in southern Chu?"

Song Jia asked that there was no technical content. The second generation of the rich spat blood and asked, "what's the matter? Can't I fight back when I get hit? Does that make sense? These three are hoodlums, hoodlums and rascals. They didn't hit me, but your one recognized me! What's more, who is the blacker, so many eyes can see clearly! "

Qin LAN, who supports Yang Wei, refutes: "what about him? He didn't hit you? You didn't give him two strong bottles! "

Rich two generation way: "you are a group, I am a person, I know he is not come to beat me?"? You women have been encouraging men to come and beat people. Can I not be afraid? Run? I'm too old for this face! It's better to start first, lay down one enough, and I'll earn one for two! "

This guy is not pretentious, and even more people think he is telling the truth.

Sima Yang and Zhang Chang almost asked at the same time, "do you really don't know these three people?"

Obviously, this issue is the key of the key.

PS: tomorrow is the 10th. It's been two years since my sister uploaded it. Time flies. In a flash, a lot of things happen, grow up, and grow old]