If my girl takes your money, she will definitely serve you comfortably.
But it's not right for you to abuse them.
This is not something a normal person can do.
Look at their faces, look what you have done to them?
How do you want them to do business?
How to calculate my loss?"
Brother Flathead put the switchblade on Song Zhong's face, with a fierce look, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat! "Brother, please forgive me, I really didn't hit them, it was all a misunderstanding!"
Song Zhong tried his best to explain clearly.
"Misunderstand?
Tell me, did they accompany you last night?"
Brother Flathead punched Song Zhong in the stomach, almost causing Song Zhong to spit out the wine he drank last night.
"Brother, they were indeed with me last night, but I really didn't hit them!"
Song Zhong actually couldn't remember anything clearly, but of course he couldn't admit this kind of thing.
"You are planning to refuse to admit it, right?
Could it be that the injuries on my two girls were caused by them inflicting injuries on themselves?"
Brother Pingtou pinched Song Zhong's neck and asked.
"This...how do I know this? Maybe they were beaten by others!"
"Bring the photos!"
The flat-headed brother stretched out his hand, and a younger brother handed a stack of photos to him.
"Look carefully for me. Is the man in these photos actually you?"
Brother Pingtou showed Song Zhong the photos one by one.
After Song Zhong saw it, his eyes widened with fright and he was speechless.
In each photo, Song Zhong is violent to two women. He beats the two women like a madman.
The key point is that this guy is still naked, like a pervert.
"How is this possible?
How could I do such a thing?"
Song Zhong shook his head, unwilling to accept the facts.
He knows very well who he is.
He knew that he would never be able to do that kind of thing.
The key is, where did these photos come from, and how could someone be taking secret photos under such circumstances?
Is this all a conspiracy?
There was no way to find out the truth now, so Song Zhong questioned: "You obviously had bad intentions when you took these photos!"
"If you don't take these photos, will you admit it?"
Brother Flathead slapped him twice again.
"You plotted against me!"
Song Zhong finally saw it.
"How dare you say that I framed you? I think you don't want to live anymore.
Do you know this is evidence?
You beat my girl like a mad dog last night, alerting the waiter, who filmed your atrocities on his cell phone.
This is evidence to incriminate you, don’t even think about making excuses!"
"Brother, what do you want?"
Song Zhong could only admit defeat, otherwise he might be beaten to death here.
"I want to kill you!"
Brother Flathead put the switchblade on Song Zhong's neck.
"Brother, murder is illegal.
Please think about it carefully."
Song Zhong couldn't remember what he did last night.
Of course he couldn't remember it, because last night, two women poured him a special powder, a potion called violent.
Drinking this potion will make people crazy.
My heart is filled with violence, like a mad dog.
After the rage, he did use violence against two women.
"If I don't kill you, how can I, Wu Ming, obey you in the future?"
Brother Pingtou said murderously.
"Brother, how about I compensate you?
How much do you want, please give me a price.
Brother Jiang will definitely pay the bill.
He was with me, but ask the two of them, Brother Jiang brought them to me!"
Song Zhong was so frightened that he lost his mind and said tremblingly.
"What does the mistake you made have to do with Brother Jiang?
Why should we ask him to pay your bill?
We will only seek compensation from you, you know?
As for where your kid got the money, it has nothing to do with us.
Even if you rob a bank, that’s what you’re capable of!”
Brother Pingtou sneered, turned to his subordinates and said, "Help this boy settle the account carefully and let him know how much loss he has to compensate us!"
"Yes, brother!"
Immediately, a very professional person came out with a calculator and calculated the compensation.
“Brother, I’ve calculated it, the total is 150 million.
Including mental damages, medical expenses, waiters, lost work expenses..." The guy who did the accounting was really professional and came up with a lot of items.
"No way?
So many?”
Song Zhong was dumbfounded on the spot. One hundred and fifty million was too exaggerated.
Could it be that these two women are made of jade, worth tens of thousands to the touch?
"Crack!"
Brother Pingtou slapped Song Zhong on the head again, causing tears to flow from Song Zhong's nose.
"What's wrong?
Do you think we're blackmailing you?
Do you know how much these two girls can make me in a day?
Let me tell you, they are celebrities and their appearance fees are very high.
You beat them up like this. They won't be able to see anyone for at least a year and a half. How much work will this delay them? Can you please figure it out?
Don’t you know how ruthless your kid is?
The cost of plastic surgery alone is a huge expense! We only want you to have 150 million, and Mom is so generous, it’s already a discount for you!”
Brother Pingtou said confidently.
Song Zhong was confused, dissatisfied but did not dare to refute.
Now we are in trouble. The other party wants 150 million if he opens his mouth. What should we do?
No matter how rich Jiang He was, there was no way he could help Song Zhong pay the 150 million.
"What happened?
Why are you hitting my friend?"
Just when Song Zhong was at his wits' end, Jiang He rushed in.
"Hey, hello, Boss Jiang."
The flat-headed brother went to say hello with a smile on his face.
"You are so bold. Brother Song is my friend, but you dare to move. Do you believe that I will let you walk around without finishing your meal?
Let him go quickly!"
Jiang He said with a very loyal look.
"Boss Jiang, you are our old customer. If it is an ordinary matter, we will definitely give you face.
But I'm afraid it won't work this time. This guy is too inhumane, you know?
See what he did to my girl?"
Brother Flathead pulled two women with bruises and swollen faces forward! Jiang He was so good at acting that he exclaimed in fright, "Oh my god, are they humans or ghosts?"
"Brother Jiang, why don't you recognize us?"
"Last night, you arranged for us to serve this boy, which caused us great harm!"
The two women said with aggrieved expressions.
"Oh my god, can't you?"
Jiang He looked at Song Zhong and said in disbelief: "Brother Song, you...how could you be so cruel to two beauties?"
"Brother Jiang, you must help me, I don't want to die.
I don’t know if there’s something wrong with my nerves, how could I do something like this.”
With photos as evidence, Song Zhong had to admit his crime.
"If you don't want to die, then pay compensation, otherwise, we will have no choice but to kill you!"
The flat-headed brother fiddled with the switchblade and said fiercely.