Ye Zhengrong and Li Yuanchao chatted leisurely without facing any pressure for revenge. Maybe they didn't take Liu Ji seriously at all.
Liu Ji ignored his two companions lying on the ground and focused on talking on his phone.
I started to make a few phone calls, and they were all playboys who were similar to him. They just wanted to use the idea of more people and more power to control the situation.
After hanging up these calls, Liu Ji made the call he thought was the most important, with a look of anticipation on his face.
After the call was dialed, Liu Ji took a deep breath and said respectfully to the other side of the phone, "Master Mu, this is Liu Ji."
After being intoxicated for a while, the person on the other side of the phone said a little lazily, maybe because he didn't wake up, or maybe because he was too lazy to answer, "What's the matter?"
The word "bland" seems neither salty nor bland, and the other party seems not to take Liu Ji, the young man from Shanghai, seriously.
However, although the other party's words were neither salty nor mild, for Liu Ji, being able to get through the phone was already a great blessing to him. If anyone can help him now, it is Mr. Mu opposite him.
"Young Master Mu, everyone in Honghui is making trouble, and I was beaten up too. The other party is too strong, so I want to ask Young Master Mu for help." Liu Ji wanted to grab a life-saving straw and quickly told the reason for the call, for fear that the other party would hang up.
Telephone.
"Oh! Someone is making trouble at the Hong Club. It's interesting. It's interesting. It's not you who provoked the guests." Although the person on the phone was a little surprised, he quickly regained his composure and said with a slight smile.
When Liu Ji heard this, he couldn't help feeling numb on the soles of his feet and sweating on his palms. Although he was the one who provoked the first, he couldn't say that now, "Young Master Mu, the other party was too arrogant and made the first move. And now they are still there
, threatening to step on our young men in Shanghai.”
Liu Ji now wants to exaggerate the facts and then try to get Mu Shao to take action.
At this time, Mr. Mu, who was opposite him, felt that Liu Ji's words were not necessarily true, but since there was a conflict in the Hong Club and his younger brother was beaten, he still had to take care of this matter.
"Wait there for now, I'll be there in a minute." After a long silence, a voice came from the other side of the phone. Although the tone was still cold, to Liu Ji at this time, it was like a fairy voice.
Liu Ji thought in his heart: "I am the son of the deputy mayor, and you have stepped on me. When Master Mu comes, if you still dare to step on me, then I will admit defeat." But at this time, he turned around and looked at someone sitting on the sofa in the hall.
Ye Zhengrong and Li Yuanchao, who were chatting and laughing, had sneers on their lips, as if they were sentenced to death. Now they were just left to tremble first, and then cry again later.
Ye Zhengrong and Li Yuanchao were chatting and looking at Liu Ji. Seeing his excitement after making the call, Ye Zhengrong showed a slightly sarcastic smile and shook his head.
Thinking back to the time when he was in Sijiu City, many people threatened to step on him, but later they either became brothers who would never know each other without fighting, or became dogs who pretended to be grandsons when they saw him, or they had left Sijiu City, or left people.
The world.
Ye Zhengrong has always believed in the strategy of not offending others unless they offend me. And he never bullies others because of his identity. Of course, he is never polite when faced with provocations from others.
After waiting for a while, the outside of the Hong Club seemed to be bustling...
One luxury car after another followed, and one after another luxuriously dressed and well-oiled young people got out of the luxury cars and entered the Hong Club, but they all seemed to come to see Liu Ji.
At this moment, Liu Ji saw helpers coming to his side, and he smiled happily, and finally there was a confident smile on his lips.
The young men who came here also looked at Ye Zhengrong with evil intentions, wanting to see what kind of person Liu Ji threatened to step on their Shanghai eldest son, and what was special about him.
Ye Zhengrong looked at the unkind looks they cast, feeling a little helpless and a little funny. But thinking about it, wasn't he the same kind of person who used to fight in groups and trample on others.
The only difference is that if you step on yourself, you rarely fail. If they step on themselves, it seems that the weight is still not enough.
After a while, the so-called Shanghai young men who were in the Hong Club Hall walked out of the hall one after another, stood in front of the Hong Club Hall, and looked respectfully at the intersection that turned towards Hong Club Hall in the distance.
After a while, two black Mercedes-Benz cars, one behind the other, escorted a black Bentley car and drove over. A group of young people stood up straight, waiting...
Some people say that Bentley is a symbol of successful men. It can fulfill the biggest requirement of the real aristocrats of the upper class for top-notch luxury cars - to show their nobility in a low-key manner! Therefore, in the eyes of the real aristocrats and the upper class, Bentley and the like are what they buy cars for.
The best choice, which can be comfortable and safe while also looking low-key and unobtrusive.
But the most eye-catching thing is not the car, but the license plate hanging on the car. Take pictures of the Nanjing Military Region's small plate. This license plate cannot be bought with money, it is a real status symbol.
When the car stopped in the parking space, it didn't have the ostentation of other sports cars, but it still showed its uniqueness.
Of course, no one paid attention to the Audi A8L with Beijing A8 and the Bugatti sports car with Beijing Y-ZR008 parked in the corner. Otherwise, anyone who knows this license plate will know who is here, and I am afraid they will have to weigh it before entering the hall again.
Weigh your own weight.
The car stopped, and the people in the two Mercedes-Benz sedans opened the doors almost simultaneously. Eight men in black clothes, black pants, and sunglasses got out of the car door at the same time. The cold breath exuding from their bodies made people feel a chill. No one
I doubt these people's fighting ability.
That cold aura made people feel chills all over their bodies. They looked more like trained killers than just bodyguards.
These young men in Shanghai did not feel impatient at all when they saw this guy showing up in such an arrogant way. Perhaps they felt in their hearts that the people in the car should show up like this to show their identity.
The car door opened, and a handsome and upright young man in his mid-twenties walked out, with smart short hair, handsome features, and an indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth.
A white suit custom-made by an international fashion master forms a sharp contrast with his subordinates, which further highlights his aloofness.
He is Shanghai's number one dandy, Mu Huchen, a god-like man in the Shanghai Bund youth circle.
The young and old, who had been waiting for a while, saw Mu Huchen stepping out of the Bentley and bowed to say hello.
As if he was already familiar with such a scene, Mu Huchen looked at the people present quietly, raised the corners of his mouth, and said: "There are a lot of people here tonight. Are they just watching the fun or are they sincerely helping?"
These arrogant and arrogant young men, who were usually unattainable in the eyes of others, all expressed their daring. If they came to see the excitement, then they were just coming to see the excitement of the Hong Club. At this time, no one foolishly said that they came to see the excitement.
lively.
However, there were quite a few people inside who came to see Liu Ji's excitement, but they still really didn't dare to show their dissatisfaction towards Mu Huchen.
This man is destined to be the overlord of Shanghai. Although some people say that he was once just a rising star in the Forty-Nine City. When he saw the top dandies like Nie Zhenbang in the Forty-Nine City, he would respectfully call him Brother Sheng. But in Shanghai
He is a well-deserved prince, and no one has yet challenged his authority.
Looking at the expressions of these people, Mu Huchen didn't say anything else. However, Mu Huchen came here today not only for Liu Ji's matters. After all, there is another person with the same level of great god here today, and that is Li Yuanchao.
Mu Huchen was afraid that tonight's incident would make Li Yuanchao uncomfortable. Although he was not afraid of Li Yuanchao, after all, everyone's status was almost the same. To say he was afraid was a bit exaggerated.
But Li Yuanchao was invited by himself from Beijing. If things got too big at night and accidentally affected Li Yuanchao, it would be bad, and it would appear that he was being negligent.
He, Mu Huchen, could ignore these dandy men in Shanghai, but he still had to be polite to his friends and those who could stand on the same level as him.
Mu Huchen turned his eyes to the corner near the parking space, where Li Yuanchao's car was parked, to see if this guy was still there.
Mu Huchen saw at a glance that the car was still parked there, and thought to himself that it would be better if this owner didn't mess with what happened tonight.
When Mu Huchen looked back, he saw a face of a limited edition Bugatti Veyron sports car. Suddenly something seemed to come to his memory. This car seemed to be the only one in China or even the world!
Mu Huchen raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, for fear of seeing something wrong, but when he looked over, it was still the same. Look carefully at the license plate Beijing y-zr008...
Mu Huchen couldn't keep his composure at this moment. He was too familiar with this car, and he was even more familiar with its owner.
The prince of Sijiu City, Ye Zhengrong.
Although he left Sijiu City ten years ago and was said to have gone abroad, he still occasionally had contact with the young men of Sijiu City. Not only that, even now, the position of the prince of Sijiu City is still vacant.
Everyone knows that this is reserved for Ye Zhengrong, and no one can shake his status.
Seeing Ye Zhengrong's car at this moment, how could Mu Huchen be calm? He entered the Forty-Nine City *** only after Ye Zhengrong left the Forty-Nine City, and then slowly developed, in terms of strength
I'm afraid I can't compare with Ye Zhengrong, and I am even younger in terms of qualifications.
Not only that, Ye Zhengrong is also his idol and the spiritual leader of the current four-nine cities.
And it is said that Ye Zhengrong has returned to China, and now that I saw Ye Zhengrong's car in Shanghai, it is most likely Ye Zhengrong.
Thinking of this, Mu Huchen couldn't help but get a little sweaty on his palms. Ye Zhengrong and Li Yuanchao were not the ones causing trouble in the Hong Club today. If this was really the case, then he really had nothing to do.
Thinking of this, Mu Huchen turned to look at Liu Ji and asked, "Who and how many people did you offend?"
Liu Ji thought it was Mu Huchen who wanted to stand up for him, so he quickly said, "They are two people. They are very skilled. I'm afraid it's a bit tricky. As for their identities, I don't know, but they speak with a Beijing accent. They are probably from Sijiu City.
Now I’m sitting in the lobby.”
After hearing Liu Ji's words, the sweat on Mu Huchen's palms couldn't help but increase again. He ignored Liu Ji and turned around and walked towards the hall, mentally hoping that it would not be Ye Zhengrong and Li Yuanchao.
A group of young men quickly followed, expecting the wrath of the Shanghai Prince to enhance the authority of their Shanghai young men. However, ideals may be plump, but reality is always skinny.
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