Being injured and treated with such contempt, Shi Yongkang was immediately angry and spat out a mouthful of blood again. He glanced at Master Zhao with malicious eyes and turned around to leave.
"Leaving now?"
All the onlookers at the scene looked at this scene in a daze.
This Shaolin master, who was boasted to be a god before he came, was beaten away with just one move. No one present could have expected such a dramatic change.
"Fatty Song, didn't you say that he slapped you twice in the face a few days ago?"
Master Zhao pointed arrogantly at Dong Ping, who was already a little frightened.
"Old Taoist, you are right. Just a few days ago, this guy asked his men to slap me twice."
When Song Fugui thought about this, he immediately gritted his teeth in anger.
Since joining Li Erdan, Song Fugui's social status has improved a lot, and he can be considered a respectable person. However, he was slapped twice by Dong Ping's subordinates, which made Song Fugui very angry.
"Why did he ask his men to beat you? If you go there now, how can you beat him back?"
Master Zhao's arrogant voice sounded again.
"call back?"
Song Fugui was stunned for a moment and glanced at Dong Ping not far away. At this time, Dong Ping, after hearing Master Zhao's words, had an angry look on his face, stared at Song Fugui with a pair of scarlet eyes, and said,
Song Fugui was immediately frightened.
What do you mean, Dong Ping is also a warrior, and has been the head of eight aristocratic families for many years. His aura of calmness and authority makes ordinary people dare not look directly into his eyes, let alone ask Song Fugui to hit Dong Ping.
Suddenly I felt a little timid.
"Yuan Huo, I'm here with you. What do you have to be afraid of? Go over and slap him right now. If he dares to lay a finger on you, I'll kill him right now."
Look at how cowardly you are, you are such a bastard, and you are the younger brother of Boss Erdan, you are simply embarrassing Boss Erdan."
Master Zhao cursed angrily with dissatisfaction.
"Old Niubi, you are the idiot, didn't you just slap this guy?
I will go over and slap you now."
Song Fugui was full of admiration for Li Erdan. Master Zhao scolded Song Fugui for being a bastard. Song Fugui didn't care, but Master Zhao said he had embarrassed Li Erdan, so Song Fugui stopped. After roaring, Song Fugui suddenly
With courage rising, Song Fugui walked up to Dong Ping in a few steps. Faced with Dong Ping's murderous eyes, Song Fugui slapped him with his hand.
The dignified head of eight aristocratic families was slapped in the face in public. From then on, Dong Ping became a joke in the upper class society.
The angry Dong Ping immediately raised his arm, preparing to slap Song Fugui to death.
At this moment, Dong Ping suddenly felt a strong wave of spiritual energy coming from beside him. When he turned around, Dong Ping was frightened to death. One meter away from Dong Ping, a khaki-colored creature had appeared.
of dragon.
Just now, Shi Yongkang was hit by this earth-colored dragon and vomited blood. As a warrior of Xuan level, he was a big difference from Shi Yongkang. How could he catch the blow of this earth-colored dragon?
The answer is yes, this earth-yellow dragon is really hitting me, and my life is completely sealed.
And while Dong Ping was hesitating, Song Fugui's slap had already hit Dong Ping in the face.
"Pap."
Two crisp slaps sounded, and when he looked at Dong Ping, his face had already swollen with two deep five-fingerprints.
At this moment, Dong Ping's scarlet eyes were already on fire, and overwhelming murderous aura burst out from his body.
At this moment, a lazy voice sounded.
"If you dare to lay a finger on Fatty Song, I guarantee you won't see the sun tomorrow."
Upon hearing Master Zhao's naked threat, Dong Ping's aura suddenly weakened, and his whole body wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Song Fugui, who was already so frightened that his legs were weak and he almost stopped urinating, suddenly became more courageous when he saw this scene.
"How dare you fucking stare at me and scare me."
"Papa." Two more crisp loud slaps sounded.
"Don't bully others too much."
The veins on Dong Ping's forehead had collapsed, and angry flames erupted in his body.
"Too much bullying?
I just bullied you, why can't you bite me?
I just like to see you looking like you want to kill me, but there is nothing you can do about it."
Song Fugui said with a sarcastic look.
"puff!"
After hearing this, Dong Ping felt his eyes go dark and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
Isn’t this my fucking line?
Why has it become this damn fat man's line now?
Dong Ping is very familiar with these words of the damn fat man. It was exactly three days ago that Dong Ping finished typing what Song Fugui said in the neighborhood committee office. Now Song Fugui returned everything to Dong, word for word.
flat.
"how?
Are you still not convinced?
If you don't accept it, I'm giving you a slap in the face."
Song Fugui had a big belly and looked at Dong Ping with arrogance. This arrogant head of the Dong family didn't even dare to fart after being slapped four times.
People are often like this. Just now Master Zhao asked Song Fugui to slap Dong Ping. Song Fugui was still a little timid, but after four big slaps, the other person didn't even dare to fart. This feeling was so damn good that Song Fugui even felt
It's a bit unsatisfactory, and I'm even obsessed with this feeling.
While looking at Dong Ping, his fists clenched loudly, but when he glanced at Master Zhao not far away, he immediately lowered his head in frustration.
Seeing that Dong Ping, the head of the eight great aristocratic families, was doing nothing in front of him, Song Fugui suddenly became arrogant again, his small eyes turned into small slits, and now he had set his sights on Zhang Xingguo, the head of the Zhang family.
"Zhang Xingguo, didn't you just say that my boss defrauded you of one billion?
Don’t you want the recipe for longevity incense?
Come here, I will tell you the formula of longevity incense right now?"
After Song Fugui finished speaking, he stretched out a finger and raised it at Zhang Xingguo, who looked frightened.
"Ahem, um, that brother Song Fugui, there must be some misunderstanding here. Brother Li Erdan is a great person among men. How could he do such a swindling thing?
What I just said was all a joke."
Zhang Xingguo hurriedly explained with humility and humility.
"joke?
brother?
I remember you said just now that I, Song Fugui, am just a lackey. Your dignified head of the Zhang family, a big shot of the eight great families, calls me a stooge and is a brother-in-law. Don’t you think it’s embarrassing for you, head of the Zhang family?”
Song Fugui said sarcastically.
"I, I..." Zhang Xingguo suddenly became speechless.
At this moment, Song Fugui suddenly rushed in front of Zhang Xingguo, raised his arms and slapped him twice.
"Pap."
With the experience of beating Dong Ping, this time I slapped Zhang Xingguo and Song Fugui cleanly.
"You..." Feeling the burning pain on his face, overwhelming anger burst out from Zhang Xingguo's body.
"I'm really sorry. I think this is a misunderstanding. I was just joking with the Zhang family. I'm really sorry."
Song Fugui said with a harmless expression.
"puff!"
A mouthful of old blood spurted out from Zhang Xingguo's mouth.