"How dare you, a little girl with no hair at all, dare to scold me? Believe it or not, I can put you in jail in minutes with just one phone call! Damn it!"
Nephew Jia was very dissatisfied with Qiao Xin's rude remarks.
But seeing that none of Bo Jinghan and the others moved, he just thought they were scared, and immediately became arrogant again, saying arrogantly: "Sister, it's not good to start a fight in this place. If the manager is hurt, this will happen."
The clerk is quite innocent, isn't he? Cynthia, I'll give you a choice now. In a word, you have to be wise and stay with me for one night. Show off your skills in serving Bo Junchen and let me feel comfortable. You may not be able to tell me.
I’ll let you go. The matter of your little sister bullying my Songsong will be written off. But if—"
"Blood Eagle, fight."
Hearing him mention Bo Junchen, Bo Jinghan's expression immediately changed.
With a glance, Xue Ying, who had already itched his hands, immediately understood. He took three steps forward, opened his bow left and right, and twitched his big mouth unambiguously.
Before nephew Jia could figure out what was going on, his cheeks were already red, swollen and swollen from the beating, and several bloody teeth were knocked out by the roots and flew out of their sockets——
"Fuck you, uncle!"
"Miss, he scolded you uncle, do you want to continue beating him?"
"Come back, I don't have an uncle."
As soon as he finished his short words, the Blood Eagle Movement quickly returned to Bao Jinghan's side.
And this weird scene made nephew Jia furious, but he also understood something. The man who just hit him was not afraid at all, but only obeyed Bo Jinghan's orders. And he could do it for himself.
Above. But people are often like this. For the sake of face, they have to make a fool of themselves and look fat. Even though they can’t do it, they still have to hold on!
"Okay, you're fine. There is a road to heaven but you won't take it. If I give you a chance, you won't take it. Just wait. I'll call someone here and accuse you of deliberately attacking me!"
While nephew Jia was yelling at everyone, he grabbed the phone from the dog-headed military counselor and called a police officer he knew well. After a few words, he gave his address and ordered the other party to come over.
At this time, Cen Jingsong, who has no memory and cannot be changed, also thinks that the overall situation has been decided.
She looked at Bo Jinghan provocatively and proudly, like a goddess of victory.
When passing by Qiao Xin, he deliberately bumped into her direction.
Bo Jinghan stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Xin's back collar, knocking the woman away.
Cen Jingsong glared at her jealously and stamped her feet angrily, but she remembered the humiliation Bao Jinghan had given her that day, and she really didn't dare to do anything to her. But thinking about it, Jia Dandy was there to take care of it anyway, so she
I no longer care about these few days, and leisurely rush towards the luxury goods that I have been thinking about for a long time, taking them out one by one and gesticulating on my body, as if I want to take everything away.
As she walked, she passed the VIP room and saw that the door was ajar, so she went in.
Inside, she saw an exquisite brocade box, which contained a neatly stacked custom-made dress that looked very expensive.
Suddenly, greed arose.
"Brother Jia, do you think this dress is beautiful? Does it look good on me?"
"good--"
Before nephew Jia could explain the reading clearly, Manager Mei, who was under control, struggled weakly: "You can't take it! It was designed and customized by Miss Cynthia herself, and the pattern is unique. It's for Yun
A gift from the lady!”
"Is it her thing? Then I want to take it even more!"
