The burly man is Han Bing's father Han Kui, and the tall and thin man behind Han Kui is naturally Xiao Hai.
As soon as Han Kui entered, he saw his daughter posing on the stage, and the pain in his heart felt like ten thousand needles piercing her.
"This shameless person..." Han Kui gritted his teeth and pointed at the stage, his fingers trembling.
At this moment, the loud DJ music was turned off at the right time. The crowd booed, and before everyone could ask what was going on, Han Kui yelled: "You little bitch, you are here."
You're embarrassing me from above, so why don't you get out of there!"
Xiaohai behind him sneered, took a step back, walked out of the door, looked at the moonlight above his head, and suddenly felt extremely comfortable.[
The show of the century is about to begin.
Han Bing was still wondering why the music stopped when a series of familiar curses suddenly came over her. She felt nervous and looked over following the sound, and it turned out to be her father!
Han Bing's eyes widened. She could not imagine why her father would appear here.
The crowd also looked over and saw a burly man with an angry face.
Han Kui pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the center of the stage. No matter how smart and capable Han Bing was, and he was calm and unfazed by changes, he still became stupid when faced with this kind of thing and had no idea how to deal with it.
Han Kui walked all the way, and everyone made way for him.
Han Kui stepped onto the stage and slapped his daughter who was still in a daze.
"How could I give birth to a shameless daughter like you!" Han Kui was furious: "Go home and stop going to school!"
There were whispers in the audience, and most people already knew what happened.
Ah Zheng knew that his moment had come. He stood up slowly and shouted: "Fuck, what the hell did you do to disturb me, old man, from watching her dance? I paid money just to watch this slut dance, and you suddenly jumped up to me.
What do you want to do?”
Han Kui's eyes were as big as bull's eyes and he shouted to the crowd: "Who?! What little bastard said that? Get out of here and give you a taste of my fist!"
But the voices soon came from all directions, and those were the little brothers brought by Ah Zheng.
(I wanted to take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday to start a new book. I didn’t expect that I would be even busier during the holiday. I felt dizzy. I had to push it back! In addition, Fuqin wishes everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and all the best!)