Jiang Zhihao's eyes were cold, and without saying a word, he walked directly to the man and said, "I'll give you a chance to apologize!"
"I'm talking about your mother!" the designer scolded again.
Everyone around them was gloating and watching the fun. They didn't care about the opinions of consumers at all. Anyway, every customer who came into the store could be killed one by one. With the Hong family as the backstage, no one dared to turn around and cause trouble for them.
In the eyes of these people, Jiang Zhihao and Meng Yalan are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they are not worthy of challenging them at all.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhihao raised his hand and drew it away.
The slap made the other party stunned. He probably didn't expect Jiang Zhihao to actually dare to take action.
After being stunned for five seconds, he realized what he was doing and picked up the ashtray on the table: "I'll kill you!"
How could his skills be compared to Jiang Zhihao? Before the ashtray could be lifted, Jiang Zhihao reached out to grab it and then kicked it away.
He knocked over the tables, chairs and benches behind him, and the store manager on the steps immediately shouted: "He did it first! Hit me!"
A group of people seemed to have experienced something like this before, and they rushed forward without hesitation.
Jiang Zhihao leaned against the wall, grabbing the ashtray in his hand and smashing it around.
No matter if you stretch your arms or legs, you will be hit accurately by the ashtray in his hand.
Not long after, a group of people covered their arms and legs and screamed in pain.
The store manager looked at Jiang Zhihao as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't expect this man to be so powerful. There were at least a dozen people in the store, but they couldn't even get close to him.
Meng Yalan was relatively good. She had seen Jiang Zhihao beating someone up when she was in the ward, so she knew that this cousin was not an ordinary person.
It's just that this store is related to the Hong family. So what if Jiang Zhihao can beat him? Can he still beat the Hong family down?
Therefore, the more people Jiang Zhihao beat up, the more uneasy Meng Yalan felt.
Seeing a group of people rubbing their legs nearby, she quickly shouted: "Forget it, forget it, stop fighting! Let's go!"
"I want to leave! There is no door!" The store manager shouted: "Close the door! Call the police!"
The female clerk who was not involved in the fight immediately ran over to close the door, but when she arrived at the door, she saw two sports cars stopped.
Hong Yunkui got out of the car and said to the young man who got out of the other car: "This is the decoration company I run. The designers are all graduates of prestigious universities. They will definitely be able to give you a satisfactory design plan."
The young man was his friend. He recently planned to renovate the newly purchased house, so he came here to take a look.
Who knew that when he got out of the car, he saw the tense situation in the store. He couldn't help but feel happy and said: "Brother Kui, do you also do fighting part-time in this store?"
Hong Yunkui saw the overturned tables, chairs and benches in the store and the bruises on some people's faces. He couldn't help but get angry and yelled: "What are you doing!"
When the clerk saw him, he quickly explained: "Master Hong, someone is coming to our store to cause trouble! Manager, Master Hong is here!"
The store manager hurriedly ran over from the stairs, nodded and bowed in greeting, and explained: "A customer asked us to design a plan, and who knew he found several companies at the same time. After we finished the design, he was picky and picky.
Let us refund the money. While we were discussing, the man took action and injured several of us."