"Five minutes have passed. Where is the person you called?" Zhang Qiqi looked sideways at Ye Xiu: "That's almost it. Now, let me crawl out from here and forget about it."
Wu Shu also calmed down at this moment and echoed: "That's right, crawl out quickly. How can a poor guy like you come to such a rich area!"
Yan Jialu looked at Wu Shu with a heartbroken face: "Does money fascinate you so much? Look what you have become now."
"Stop talking to me in that preachy tone!" Wu Shu said coldly: "I'm right, everyone has the right to climb up!"
While they were arguing, Zhang Rong and others had already arrived downstairs.
Zhang Rong naturally knew the password to the elevator in his daughter's house. At this moment, he was running so fast that even his tie was askew.
The elevator opened, but before he could get in, there was shouting from behind, and several old friends also arrived.
"You..." Zhang Rong felt strongly unhappy.
"You're not here to apologize to the leader, are you?"
Several people said in unison and were immediately dumbfounded.
While I was talking, many more people came over.
In the end, there were nearly twenty people, and everyone knew each other.
A breath.
Come on, it’s a big deal now.
A group of bosses entered the elevator together, and you could see that all of them looked frighteningly pale, and they wanted to beat their own daughters to death.
It’s not good to offend anyone, but you offended a god!
The elevator soon reached the corresponding floor, opened with a ding, and they quickly walked out.
Then I saw Ye Xiu confronting a group of girls.
The sound of the elevator opening attracted everyone's attention, and then the rich girls were shocked.
"Dad, why are you here?"
Zhang Qiqi put her hands down and said, "Dad, no way, could it be..."
"Snapped!"
Zhang Rong came over first and slapped Zhang Qiqi hard on the face.
This slap used all his strength and almost knocked Zhang Qiqi's head away. His own hand was also in great pain.
Zhang Rong's slap was like turning on a switch, followed by a constant popping sound.
These bosses caught their daughters and beat them up without saying a word.
Each and every one of them was hit hard, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they screamed in agony.
Wu Shu stood aside and was dumbfounded. His mind was still a little confused and he didn't understand what was happening.
Zhang Qiqi was stunned on the spot and asked loudly: "Dad, what are you doing to hit me?"
"I'm beating you, this unfilial daughter!" Zhang Rong's eyes were blazing, and he took out the belt directly and beat her hard.
Seeing this, other bosses also followed suit.
They were slapped again and again, and in the blink of an eye, streaks of blood appeared on their fair skin.
All these rich girls were so frightened that they cried loudly.
On weekdays, he is the apple of his eye at home and is held in the palm of his hand. When have I ever seen his father treat me so cruelly?
He was beaten more than a dozen times in a row, and even dozens of times.
Then, these bosses threw away their belts, and under the shocked gazes of many rich girls and Wu Shu, they knelt in front of Ye Xiu and said in unison:
"Greetings to the leader, we were lax in discipline and bumped into you. You deserve death!"
A large number of these bosses participated in that grand event and saw with their own eyes how powerful and domineering Ye Xiu was.
Even those who were not involved would have heard about it later.
In the eyes of ordinary people, they are superior, but in front of Ye Xiu, they are like ants, there is no difference.
"Dad...Dad...what are you...doing?"
"Why...why do you have to kneel down to...a poor man?"