Why did they not expect that Tang Ruoxue, who was weak, dared to slap Jin Zhihao.
Jin Zhihao also stunned, and then stood up with his face.
After he waved his hands to stop his companion, he looked at Tang Ruoxue with a sneer: "Do you dare to hit me?"
The fierce laughter was scary than the aggressive.
Tang Ruoxue did not show weakness: "Ziyi is my sister, you have to bully her, I naturally hit you."
Han Ziyi also echoed: "Jin Zhihao, this is Hong Kong City, not the southern country, you can't tolerate you?"
"Do you know, what consequences will this slap bring to you?"
Jin Zhihao rubbed his cheeks, and then forced Tang Ruoxue them:
"Guess I will interrupt your hand, or do you do it on the spot?"
More than a dozen companions also showed evil smiles when they heard words.
Tang Ruoxue pulled out a number and signaled several Tang bodyguards to enter the field.
Han Ziyi also asked Nangong Yan to come back as soon as possible.
"Jin Shao, Mr. Han?"
At this moment, a few Chinese men and women were rushed out of the guests around, and then a golden -frame glasses man across the two sides.
His face was full of smiles: "If you have something to say, don't do it."
Tang Ruoxue stunned, she didn't know each other at all.
Han Ziyi recognized him at a glance that he was Wang Sangui.
The person in charge of the overseas agent who once took the front line, recently wanted to eat her tofu with an agency contract, but was broken by Ye Fan with a finger.
Later, Han Ziyi thought that the front -line contract would be yellow, but Wang Qingwu personally took Wang Sangui to compensate.
Han Ziyi gave Wang Sangui a new chance, and he fled from Wang Qing dance.
"Wang Sangui, what do you stir up this waste?"
Jin Zhihao obviously knew Wang Sangui and stared at him with a sneer:
"Heroes save beauty, are you fucking qualified?"
Wang Sangui's face is very ugly.
Although he was stuck in the position of general manager by Wang Qingwu, he was still one of the five nephews, so it was very uncomfortable to be beaten.
But he still squeezed out a smile:
"Han is always my friend, I hope you give a little face, will things be resolved?"
"After all, the enemies should be solved or not."
"And everyone is a businessman, and the money is rich ..."
The reason why he stood up was to be a peacemaker, to inquire about Han Ziyi's relationship with Ye Fan, and wanted to take the opportunity to win Ye Fan's favor to return to the first line to take the core.
Han Ziyi didn't know Wang Sangui's mind, but saw that he came forward to mediate, or let him preside over the overall situation.
She briefly introduced Tang Ruoxue's identity to Wang Sangui.
"Give you face?"
At this moment, Jin Zhihao took a step forward and stared at Wang Sangui sneered:
"Before it was replaced, seeing you on the front line of the person in charge, I would be polite to you."
"Now you are not as good as a dog, how do you let me give you face?"
"Being a enemies should not solve it, you fucking who is thinking you?"
While talking strangely, he reached out and patted Wang Sangui's cheeks, slamming, and very hard.
"Jin Shao ..."
Wang Sangui was also arrogant in the past. At this moment, he was beaten very humiliated, but he did not dodge or resist.
He still smiled strongly: "I know I'm not as good as a dog now, but Miss Han is now a wealthy person, and you are not suitable for her to do it."
"There is a giants with fart in such a small place."
Jin Zhihao sneered without comment, then glanced at Tang Ruoxue and Han Ziqi and said:
"If you want to be a peacemaker, fine, I'll give you a chance."
"I can't touch them today, but you can convince them to let me play."
"As long as I have fun, this slap will pass."
"Who has a use for a woman? It's not bad anyway! How about it? Wang Sangui, how about being a matchmaker?"
After he finished speaking, he continued to invade Han Ziqi and Tang Ruoxue with evil eyes.
All the southerners immediately burst into laughter, as disgusting as they wanted.
But yes, facing a woman with both status and beauty like Han Ziqi, it is wonderful to be able to humiliate her or step on her.
Wang Sangui's face darkened: "Young Master Jin, don't be too arrogant..."
"Pah——"
Jin Zhihao slapped Wang Sangui on the face and shouted: "What's wrong with me being arrogant?"
Wang Sangui groaned, staggered back a few steps, covered his face and said angrily: "You..."
"What's wrong with me?"
Jin Zhihao slapped him again and shouted: "I want to ask you to persuade these two women to play with me. Is there any problem?"
Wang Sangui's cheeks were red and swollen, and he almost fell down. He clenched his fists: "Jin Zhihao, don't bully others too much."
"Bang--"
Jin Zhihao kicked Wang Sangui again unceremoniously, causing Wang Sangui to fly out.
Rampant and domineering.
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face sank when she saw this: "You are really looking for death, aren't you?"
Tang Yanxi and the others laughed when they heard this, and their smiles were very disapproving.
Han Ziqi has a prominent status, and he doesn't dare to kill Jin Zhihao, so what can an unknown Tang Ruoxue do to challenge him?
Tang Yanxi still looked at Han Ziqi with pride.
After Park Dajie's death, the entire circle was hurt, scattered, and disappeared, and her glory was lost a lot.
In order to save her mother, she knelt down to Ye Fan, whom she looked down upon, and was humiliated.
The entire circle was extremely unlucky, but Han Ziqi was the only one who rose to prominence. Not only did he not suffer revenge from the Southerners, but he also transformed from an abandoned daughter of the Han family into a powerful daughter.
Tang Yanxi couldn't accept this contrast, and even resented Han Ziqi for not supporting her, so she was naturally excited about the opportunity to take revenge.
"Come on, kill me! Kill me!"
At this moment, Jin Zhihao was watching Tang Ruoxue burst into laughter: "It's better to squeeze me to death with your legs."
He also moved his face closer: "Clamp me to death, clamp me."
"Beast!"
Han Ziqi couldn't help but slap him in the face.
Snap!
Jin Zhihao suddenly had five fingerprints on his face, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Jin Zhihao turned around and let out a sigh, then kicked Han Ziqi in the stomach.
"ah!"
Han Ziqi suddenly stumbled to the ground, his face pale with pain.
"asshole!"
When Tang Ruoxue saw Han Ziqi being beaten, she also slapped Jin Zhihao on the face.
Jin Zhihao's feminine face had five more fingerprints, and a faint trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
However, Jin Zhihao stretched out his finger, his eyes turned cold, and he slapped Tang Ruoxue on the face with his backhand.
"Crack!"
Jin Zhihao, with his fluent skills, made half of Tang Ruoxue's face blush.
"Damn! Hit me again?"
Jin Zhihao roared: "I owe you."
He went to arrest Tang Ruoxue and Han Ziqi again, but Wang Sangui got up and blocked them.
Jin Zhihao didn't talk nonsense, he just slapped him in the face: "Get out."
"Bang!"
Wang Sangui had long been humiliated and felt aggrieved, but now he was being shot from left to right by Wang Sangui, and his blood couldn't stop rushing to his head.
He picked up a golf club and slapped it on Jin Zhihao's leg.
With a snap, Jin Zhihao screamed and fell heavily to the ground.
The calf suddenly became red and swollen.
Jin Zhihao covered his left leg and shouted angrily:
"Destroy them, destroy them!"
With an order, a dozen or so Southern people rushed over, and a dozen or so Southern bodyguards who were lagging behind also came closer.
Several bodyguards of Tang Ruoxue and Han Ziqi also appeared to protect the Lord.
It's just that the difference in the number of people between the two sides is really huge, and after Park Dajie's death, Jin Zhihao not only had more bodyguards around him, but they were also of high quality.
So Tang's and Han's bodyguards were quickly separated.
Several companions around Wang Sangui were also blocked.
Nangong Yan took action but was suppressed by a middle-aged man in black.
The scene quickly became chaotic.
Tang Ruoxue, Han Ziqi and Wang Sangui seemed isolated and helpless.
Jin Zhihao pointed his finger at the three of them and shouted:
"Fuck him!"
More than a dozen southerners rushed towards Tang Ruoxue and the others, grinning like hyenas.