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Chapter 722 Bamboo Union Helps the Crown Prince, Draws a Gun in Public(2/2)

Wan Chuhe's nose suddenly shattered and bloody, and his head hit the table with the back of his head instantly scattered.

Things are moving too fast.

Only then did Wan Chuhe's companions react, they took out their pistols, pointed at Zhen Shuai, and threatened and scolded.

At this time, everyone's scalp was numb and they retreated dozens of meters away.

They called the security guard, but the security guard didn't care about it at all.

Wan Chuhe didn't dare to shoot really. He was a rich young man and cherished his life, but these subordinates dared it.

They are not afraid of death.

Besides, they won’t beat people to death, but they will traumatize you. They will be fine and will come out after a few days of jail. You will feel uncomfortable enough.

But more people, such as Shu Min Xiangqian and others, were gloating.

"The evil people only need to be beaten by the evil people! These mainland boys rely on their relationship in Yanjing to show off their power on Hong Kong Island. Now they have finally encountered tough guys!"

At this moment.

A cold and delicate shout came: "Wan Chuhe, do you want to die if you dare to pull out a gun in front of Mr. Jiang?"

Everyone looked in the sound and saw the crowd parting like a tide.

A cool and beautiful woman in an evening dress came down from the spiral staircase on the second floor of the Peony Hall and walked quickly.

She is tall and has a high heel of more than 1.7 meters, and she stands out like a crane, looking down on the audience, which makes many girls retreat in shame.

A pair of majestic beautiful eyes shot over, and the arrogance and coldness in their eyes made countless people bow their heads, like a goddess walking out of the iceberg kingdom.

"Who is she? She actually talks to this mainland cub. Aren't you afraid of provoking Wan Chuhe?"

Wu Chuchu snorted coldly without hesitation.

A famous socialite who recognized her next to her had already changed her face. She quickly covered her mouth and said:

"You are crazy. Don't you even know Fang Guoyi's daughter?"

"Fang Minxia!"

Wu Chuchu was stunned and suddenly thought of something. Her face turned pale and she didn't dare to speak.

Wan Chuhe's face was stunned, and a premonition of something bad surged in his heart.

"Mr. Jiang is the important person protected by our Hong Kong police. Wan Chuhe, you are so brave!"

Fang Minxia asked with cold eyes.

She has a cold personality, and as a senior police inspector, she feels a little bit arrogant without anger.

At this moment, on the piss, a face could almost cut off a layer of frost.

Even though Wan Chuhe was arrogant, he was still a little afraid of Fang Minxia and smiled and tried to defend himself: "Police Officer Fang, I'm just joking with them! Don't take it to heart."

"joke!"

Fang Minxia slapped him in the face, frowned and shouted coldly:

"Do you really treat our Hong Kong police as a decoration? I will talk to Wan Qili in person!"

After saying that, she ignored Wan Chuhe, who was pale, and bowed slightly to Jiang Tian and said:

"Mr. Jiang, I'm really sorry. I'm late. I didn't expect this to happen!"

"So he really knows people from the Hong Kong Island Police Department!"

Sun Jiarou's face changed drastically.

Wu Chuchu looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief.

"Boy, why are you targeting me?"

At this time, Zhen Shuai suddenly pointed at Wan Chuhe's nose and questioned.

"You touched my woman!" Wan Chuhe roared angrily.

"Who? I've moved so many women!"

Zhen Shuai was very depressed and puzzled.

Wan Chuhe spit out a name.

It turned out that the long-legged female star in Baodao was the favorite of Wan Chuhe.

He had spent millions of gifts, but before he could do anything, he saw gossip news.

It is said that the female star meets a young inland rich man at night. She stayed in the Peninsula Hotel for half an hour and ate doll noodles together.

After this incident, Zhen Shuai forgot and would not read gossip news.

But Wan Chuhe often pays attention to these things. He is the prince of the Bamboo League, the real second-generation ancestor. He spends every day in the pile of makeup, dates with little stars, and has various scandals. He is furious after seeing the news. After asking for it, he immediately

I found out Zhen Shuai’s identity and whereabouts and happened to meet him today, so don’t make a big fuss.

Zhen Shuai took out his phone and searched it. As expected, the news was first published on the Apple Daily website.

"I'll go, these paparazzi, what are you writing nonsense!"

Zhen Shuai was so angry that she wanted to throw her phone down, and then explained:

"I said, buddy, I spent the money, but I really didn't serve it, so I'll have some noodles with her! Do you believe it?"

"I believe you, a big-headed ghost!"

Wan Chuhe snorted disdainfully:

"You haven't had enough money to this extent. If you spend money, don't do it. Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Go to your uncle!"

Zhen Shuai said angrily:

"You see, this news is not written anymore. She only stayed in my hotel for half an hour. If I really do it, maybe it will only last half an hour?"

"The surname is Zhen, this matter is not over!"

Wan Chuhe shook his long flowing hair, turned his head to glance at Jiang Chao, Zhen Shuai and others, and said angrily:
Chapter completed!
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