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Twenty Four, Fossil Grade Limited Edition Old Bastard II

"Do you know who I am?" Dong Bo asked, raising his neck.

"I don't know him." Fugui said and shook his head. According to Ergou's observation, Fugui had no intention of taking action at that time. After all, it was Zhang Yue's wedding. Moreover, Fugui's hand injury was just fine, and he didn't bring a circlip to the wedding.

How could Fugui carry a murder weapon at his eldest brother's wedding?

"My name is Dong Bo." Dong Bo said this sentence carefully, thinking that his name could scare the rich.

"Oh" Fugui smiled, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Who are you?!" Dong Bo became angry when he saw Fu Gui's indifferent expression.

"Fugui" Fugui said softly

"Oh, you are rich? Don't think that you are awesome just because you follow Zhang Yue. Ask Zhang Yue if he knows me? Pretend to be a gangster. I am here today. Let me see who of you dares to kill me.

?!Isn’t that Li Si of yours pretty good at pretending? Ask him if he knows who I am?” The true colors of Dongbo’s gangster are revealed.

"You leave now. If you don't leave until I beat you, I'll beat you to death." Fugui stretched out his left hand and pointed at Dong Bo. "Fuck you..." Dong Bo opened his mouth and cursed.

With a "boom", Dongbo fell to the ground along with his chair.

Although Fugui didn't have a circlip, he still shot very quickly. The large glass ashtray he picked up with his left hand hit Dongbo hard on the head. Dongbo, who was already drunk, couldn't dodge and fell to the ground on the spot.

Upon seeing this, the two brothers brought by Dongbo stood up and rushed towards Fugui. They were hugged tightly by the people at the same table and could not move.

In fact, no one wanted to hurt anyone that day. After all, it was Zhang Yue's happy day, otherwise Dongbo and the other three would have to be left there.

"You leave now, I won't hit you yet" Fugui, holding the ashtray in his left hand, reiterated again

"Fuck your mother, let me see who of you dares to torture me to death today. If you don't torture me to death today, I will torture you all to death tomorrow." After being helped up, Dongbo was hugged tightly by two people and yelled at the top of his lungs.

At this time, Zhang Yue, Xiao Beijing and others were all toasting the guests on the second floor and had no idea what was happening downstairs.

Fugui, who was being held tightly by someone, couldn't do anything.

"I'll see who of you dares to torture me to death, I'll see who of you dare to torture me to death..." Dong Bo struggled and yelled at the top of his lungs that Dong Bo was not drunk. Although he was very arrogant, he was definitely not so hysterical.

At this time, Zhang Yue's father, who was dressed in a straight suit, walked over quickly, holding an empty beer bottle in his hand. He walked to Fugui and smashed the empty beer bottle on the table with a "swish" sound.

Holding a beer bottle with a stubble spout

"You bastard, I dare to beat you to death." Zhang Yue's father's beer bottle pointed at Dong Bo's throat, who was being held down firmly.

Ergou clearly remembered that Zhang Yue's father's expression when he said this was exactly the same as when Zhang Yue was about to kill someone, with his eyes squinting and his mouth curled.

After Dongbo was yelled at by Zhang Yue's father, he actually stopped struggling. There was a frightened expression in his eyes, and he stared blankly at Zhang Yue's father, an old man in his 60s.

"Get out!" Zhang Yue's father pointed at the door with the mouth of the wine bottle.

"Let him go and let him go," Zhang Yue's father continued.

Everyone let go of Dongbo. Dongbo shook his numb arm. He didn't dare to look at Zhang Yue's father again. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked out the door.

"I'll take you back to the team to sober up!" Yan Chunqiu, who had been depressed for a long time by Gao Huan and Zhang Yue, came over, grabbed Dong Bo, and took him away. It was said that Yan Chunqiu had long known about Dong Bo's role in society.

Yan Chunqiu's misdeeds were just that Yan Chunqiu was still in a low position at the time and never had the chance to really catch Dong Bo. This time, Dong Bo was jealous of Yan Chunqiu and found an excuse.

Seeing Zhang Yue's father being so fierce, the guests were all stunned.

"Who is that old man?"

"Zhang Yue's father, Zhen Dongyang's biological son"

“Too awesome”

Zhang Yue's father, who was not wearing red briefs that day, once again left a deep impression on the thousands of guests present.

Everyone was wondering why Dong Bo, who was hysterical just now, suddenly behaved like a tame kitten in an instant.

Ergou was not puzzled, Ergou thought: As long as they are human beings, seeing the squinty eyes and curled lips of Zhang Yue and his son, they can tell that they are about to kill a mouse. As long as the mouse has not completely lost its mind, it is still afraid of the cat.

Tong Bo, who was a domineering gangster in our city in the mid-1990s and a desperado who was fearless, fell into the hands of an old man in his sixties.

Dong Bo once said to many people afterwards: "No matter if it was Zhao Hongbing, Li Laoguangzi, Zhang Yue or Li Si, I was not afraid. I was only afraid of one person, and that was Zhang Yue's father."

After Zhang Yue, Xiao Beijing, Xiao Ji and others heard the noise and went downstairs, they heard what others said about what had just happened.

"Dongbo is really tired of living." Zhang Yue said, "Leave it to me, haha." Li Si smiled and whispered.

"Haha" Zhang Yue smiled, patted Li Si on the shoulder, and went upstairs to toast again.


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