Although these young men are arrogant, they also know that there are many people in Beijing that they cannot afford to provoke. Even the adults in their own family are just inconspicuous little characters in the eyes of some people, so they usually cause trouble.
, they all come by watching people come, and when they fight, they are mostly in bars. People with status and background generally rarely go to such places.
This is also because Zhuang Rui came out in a hurry today. He casually put on the clothes he brought from Pengcheng before. Of course they were not brand-name goods. This group of people saw him and thought he had no background, so they dared to step forward.
They were under siege, but when they heard Yang Bo's address to Zhuang Rui, they all felt a little nervous. Could it be that they were kicked on the iron plate this time?
"Brother Zhuang, please put him down first to save your little brother's face. Later, I will ask him to serve you a drink to admit his mistake and apologize to you in public..."
Yang Bo secretly complained in his heart that he and this man had no friendship at all. If he couldn't calm down the other party's anger today, maybe he would be involved in this matter. He wanted to give him a slap in the face now, what an idiot.
Isn't it good to exercise with a woman? Why do you have to join in the fun?
At this moment, Yang Bo didn't care to talk to other people. After saying these words, he looked at Zhuang Rui eagerly. He didn't know what he was doing. The other party just wouldn't give him this face. He, Yang Bo, had no chance at all. He knew,
In the eyes of the other party, the title "Famous Young Master in the Capital City" is not even a piece of shit.
"Brother, this eldest brother, I am blind, please let me go first, why don't I just apologize to my little sister..."
Zhuang Rui had already loosened his grip at this moment and just grabbed Mr. Fan's collar. Mr. Fan could breathe again. He was not a fool. When he saw Yang Bo, who usually didn't look at outsiders seriously, he turned to Zhuang.
Rui complimented him so much, knowing that he had hit an iron plate, and his posture was so low.
"Who is this young man? Why don't you fight?" The man next to him hadn't seen enough of the excitement.
"He must be someone with a good background. He would have admitted defeat before seeing that person..."
"A bunch of cowards, so many people are afraid of one person!" The man who spoke, with a big belly and a modern girl, expressed serious dissatisfaction with the lack of fun.
"Zhuang Rui, are you okay?"
Qin Xuanbing wanted to run over just now, but Wu Zhuozhi kept holding her back. However, she saw with her own eyes that Zhuang Rui was hit hard with a stick on his shoulder. At that time, her heart twitched, and her eyes were already filled with tears.
There were tears in my eyes.
"Hiss..."
Zhuang Rui took a breath and let go of Mr. Fan who was holding on to his right hand.
These guys were so damn cruel. This blow to his left shoulder probably hurt the bone. Before Zhuang Rui had time to use spiritual energy to treat him, he was touched by Qin Xuanbing and gasped in pain.
"It's okay, Xuan Bing, don't worry, I just got touched..." As Zhuang Rui spoke, he penetrated the spiritual energy into his skin. As a cool breath flowed through, Zhuang Rui was able to raise his hand.
"Brother Yang, who is that person?"
While Zhuang Rui and Qin Xuanbing were talking, Mr. Fan sneaked up to Yang Bo like a thief, and asked with a sad face. He wanted to find out where the other person came from, and if he could invite some familiar elders to talk to him.
You know, in Beijing, offending people is a big or small matter. In the past, Mr. Fan had several buddies, but because they didn’t have the foresight, they offended people they couldn’t afford to offend. They are still living abroad, and others don’t.
He didn't even dare to return to his country.
Mr. Fan was originally two or three years older than Yang Bo, but he couldn't care less at this time and even called him brother.
When Yang Bo saw that Zhuang Rui had given him this face, he felt reassured and a little proud. He glanced at Zhuang Rui and saw that he didn't notice him, so he lowered his voice and said to Mr. Fan: "You
Where did you meet Miss Mu?"
"It's at the club in the suburbs of Beijing. Hey, I said we were all together that day. Why do you ask?"
Mr. Fan is a little confused. When he had a crush on this female star a few days ago, weren't these brothers all present?
"Then let me tell you, the club in the suburbs of Beijing is owned by the family in front of me!"
Yang Bo's words made a group of people dumbfounded. They knew very well about the club in the suburbs of Beijing, and the elders in the family had repeatedly told them that they must not cause trouble there, and asked them to go there to make more connections.
They all know that the club is divided into several levels. Of course, they can only hang out in Building 3. In their eyes, the other two mysterious small buildings are a place that reaches the sky. Even their fathers
, and are not qualified to enter.
To be honest, business people are not afraid of those local gangsters who will cause trouble. When the business reaches a certain scale, the troubles on the streets will naturally disappear. What they fear most is that powerful government officials will let these people
It is definitely impossible to start a business, but to bring down a business is a matter of minutes, and it couldn't be easier.
Especially in Beijing, the capital of the country, at the foot of the emperor, the success of the Beijing Suburban Club is definitely related to the sky. I have never seen that even in the worst Building No. 3, you can get into Taiwan.
Is this a female celebrity coming?
The cold sweat on Mr. Fan's forehead was dripping non-stop at this time. He originally wanted to find someone to talk to him, but after thinking about it, he realized that no one in his generation had such a great reputation. If he was
The family knows the trouble they have caused, and I am afraid that I will go abroad to keep company with those buddies.
"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, you must tell me that I didn't mean it. I can apologize, pay you money, whatever you want."
When Mr. Fan saw Yang Bo, he was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. He grabbed Yang Bo's hand tightly and refused to let go. Although foreign golden cats are good, they have become worse after a long time.
My body can't bear it either.
Besides, Mr. Fan has a high diploma, but it was all bought with money. Now he doesn’t even know who his class teacher was when he went to college for three years. He only knows 26 English letters in foreign languages. That will be the same after he goes out.
How can one be free and easy in the country when one's eyes are darkened?
"I'll talk to Brother Zhuang and see if I can get rid of this matter over a drink. You'll behave better in a while."
Seeing Mr. Fan's attitude, Yang Bo felt very happy. This man named Fan relied on his family's business to be bigger than his own, and he was usually very arrogant. He was also interested in this female star, but who knew she would be robbed by him?
First, now that the begging was on his own head, Yang Bo suddenly felt like he was exhaling and raising his eyebrows.
"Yang...Brother Yang, I...just gave him a stick..."
The man who had shown the most courage just now remembered that he had given Zhuang Rui a stick, and he was so nervous that he could not even speak. The baseball bat in his hand fell to the marble floor of the store with a clang, and Zhuang Rui was immediately shaken.
The eyes of Rui and others were attracted.
"Bad dish..."
He was far away just now and didn't see clearly that Zhuang Rui was beaten. When the man said it, Yang Bo's heart skipped a beat. He had only met Zhuang Rui once and didn't understand Zhuang Rui's character.
If the other party wants to pursue it, I won't be able to persuade him at all.
Just being looked at eagerly by a group of buddies, Yang Bo could only muster the courage to walk next to Zhuang Rui and said: "Brother Zhuang, young people are not sensible. You must not be the same as them. Otherwise, I will give you a gift first."
Let’s go to the hospital and have a look?”
"It's okay, it doesn't matter..."
Zhuang Rui moved his shoulders expressionlessly. Isn't he sensible? If Yang Bo hadn't known him, he would have suffered a huge loss today. Zhuang Rui was very angry right now.
"Brother Zhuang, why don't you come up with a charter and the younger brothers will definitely follow it, don't you think so?"
When Yang Bo saw Zhuang Rui's gloomy face, his heart was pounding. After bracing himself and saying the above, he looked at Zhuang Rui expectantly.
Zhuang Rui shook his head slowly, pointed at Mr. Fan, and said, "Come here and apologize..."
"I apologize, I apologize, little sister, I'm sorry, uncle is a bad guy, uncle is sorry for you, uncle apologizes to you, little sister, whatever you want, uncle will buy it for you..."
After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Mr. Fan didn't care about his face. He ran all the way to his daughter and tried very hard to put on a smile that he thought was the most friendly. He didn't know that he was bowing to Qin Xuanbing who was holding her daughter.
, it was still a bow to that little man, anyway, he bent down at a ninety degree angle.
How could Nannan understand this? When she saw this evil man running in front of her, she almost cried again. Zhuang Rui couldn't laugh or cry. This man was so thick-skinned that he felt helpless. These were simply a group of people who were abused by their parents.
A spoiled child.
"Okay, go ahead and don't let me see you in the future."
"Thank you, thank you brother,"
Mr. Fan didn't dare to mention the matter of serving wine. He didn't have the face at all. He was now thinking about going back to other provinces to hide for a while. Otherwise, if he was seen by this person again in Beijing someday, he might
I'm thinking about this again.
Zhuang Rui could let this guy go, but he was not angry with the person who hit him with a stick. He pointed at the person with a small parted hair who was hiding behind and said: "Come out, you hit me hard just now."
Does it feel good?"
That guy was a young man, quite smart. Seeing that he couldn't escape, he bent down to pick up the stick he dropped on the ground, walked up to Zhuang Rui and said, "Brother, it's my fault, it's my bad hands.
, I will do it myself. If you feel comfortable, please let me go this time."
As the man spoke, he squatted down, put his right hand on the marble floor, held a baseball bat in his left hand, and smashed it hard against his right hand.
"Ouch!" The severe pain coming from his right hand made the man cry out miserably, with his fingers connected to his heart. He was far from being as strong as he thought.
