He was bounced under the table by this terrifying force, and he vomited blood.
Mai Miao was shocked and stood up abruptly.
Outside the door, a middle-aged man in an embroidered Tang suit lazily leaned against the door frame.
He was yawning, his eyes were sleepy, and he was listless.
A homemade cigarette without a filter is held between the index fingers of his right hand, filled with mist.
Even though he was sleepy as hell, he still had to pull himself together and take a sip.
It oozes from the nose in a steady stream.
"Uncle Cat." Xiao Minghe was filled with surprises.
She stood there, shedding tears of grievance.
A flash of light flashed across the middle-aged man's half-closed eyes, and he was instantly energetic and full of energy.
I was stunned by the huge transformation in an instant.
He ran to Xiao Minghe in a flattering manner and apologized profusely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was stuck in traffic, so I just walked around for a long time."
"Really, believe me, Uncle Cat. He didn't lie this time."
"Hey, don't cry, my little princess, Uncle Cat is wrong, it's okay to be wrong."
The middle-aged man was at a loss and said, "How about you beat me to relieve my anger?"
Xiao Minghe choked and said: "They bullied me."
"Who? Who dares to bully you?" The middle-aged man turned sharply and looked at all the figures in the room.
"He, here, this bastard called Ming He a bitch." Meng Fan pointed at Mai Miao and cursed: "Senior, tear this guy's mouth apart so Ming He can vent his anger."
Mai Miao subconsciously stepped back, but forgot that there was a chair behind her.
As a result, he sat down and his movements became stiff.
"I, we are disciples of Kunlun." The little fat man said bravely: "We are dealing with internal conflicts in Kunlun..."
The middle-aged man interrupted: "You don't need to talk so much nonsense to me, what about the Kunlun disciples?"
"Can Kunlun disciples bully my Xiao family's precious baby?"
"Well? Who gave you the courage?"
"Ji Xuanqing is still Lingxi."
Following the middle-aged man's murderous questioning, the little fat man was slapped away.
It weighs nearly two hundred kilograms and rotates 360 degrees in mid-air.
Finally, he lay on the ground unconscious, his whole face swollen like a pig's head.
The man with glasses and the others, with earth-colored faces, approached the door tremblingly.
The middle-aged man's aura surged and he said, "I won't let you leave, who dares to leave?"
"Senior." Mai Miao, who pretended to be calm, said with an awkward smile: "This is a misunderstanding."
"We are indeed dealing with internal conflicts, and we did not know in advance that there was a Xiao family here."
"I am sorry."
The middle-aged man sneered and said: "Don't give me reasons. Labor and management hate hearing explanations the most in their lives."
"I need Kunlun to give an explanation for bullying me, the apple of the Xiao family's eye."
"If you can't give it, then let someone who can give it come over."
"otherwise......"
The middle-aged man said with murderous intent: "Let's all die here."
One word stirs up a thousand waves, but if you don't say it, it will be endless.
At this moment, not to mention the frightened Mai Miao and others, they could not believe it.
