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Chapter 666 Brother, Have You Touched Enough?

The unlucky guy who was kicked out by Zhu Yiyi was called Wang Yu.

He himself has no ability, he is just a piece of shit waiting to die.

But his father has a lot of background.

His father, Wang Zhengyuan, is the director of the Logistics Support Department of the Dongyang Special Economic Zone Construction Committee.

The Dongyang Special Economic Zone has gone through many twists and turns, but its importance has not diminished at all. It is now even more popular.

Needless to say, the position of the Special Zone Committee is something that only the various forces in the imperial capital are qualified to intervene in.

As a landowner, Dongyang had the right time, place and people, and the biggest position he grabbed was just a logistics support department.

Wang Zhengyuan used to be a dispensable person in the Dongyang officialdom.

The position of the Logistics Support Minister is, no matter what, impossible for him to fall to.

But as luck would have it, due to the competition between various forces in Dongyang, they couldn't come up with a candidate for a long time. In the end, the huge benefit fell on his head.

Wang Zhengyuan immediately became popular.

The four words "logistics support" are enough to explain how rich the oil and water involved is.

Just thinking about investing more than one trillion yuan in infrastructure is exciting.

If nothing else, you can make a fortune even if you can monopolize the lunch supply for workers in a certain area.

When a person achieves enlightenment, a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven.

Wang Zhengyuan was of low status and power, but his son Wang Yu soared into the sky.

This guy has always wanted to integrate into the circle of the four young masters. Unfortunately, Zhao Muting and Bai Zihua, since they started hanging out with Su Mu, how can they still see him?

Not to mention Wang Yu, even the second- and third-rate young masters from the imperial capital, as well as the four eldest young masters, did not take him seriously.

Are you kidding?

Chu Nan is their boss. He is the heir to the Chu family, one of the nine major families in the Inland Sea, and the top eldest son in the imperial capital.

And their boss is called Su Mu.

Wang Yu?

Existence like shit.

Su Mu's identity is no longer a secret to Bai Zihua and the other four.

Putting aside the young master of the sect, just Su Yun opening his grandson is enough to kill everything instantly.

The barbecue street was popularized by Su Mu, and it became a trend to follow the four young masters to join the barbecue street.

No matter who you are, if you don't come here to have a few meals, you will be left behind.

For those who want to vomit after eating delicacies from mountains and seas, Leng Buding has a taste. Just the freshness of this one is enough to stimulate their taste buds.

From time to time, every night in this barbecue street, basically every restaurant has two or three tables, either for themselves or their guests who are awesome.

Don’t your four young masters have a special stall? We can’t afford to be inferior. We have to choose one and be the boss ourselves.

As for the dirty and messy environment?

This is the atmosphere you want.

At this time, we no longer pay attention to style, and we call it down-to-earth.

Logically speaking, when it comes to treatment, everyone basically tacitly agrees that the king will not see the king.

Even if we meet, the most we know is to say hello.

If you don’t know him, he’s not like ordinary gangsters who act crazy after drinking some alcohol.

After all, Dongyang is still a gathering place nowadays. God knows when you provoke a guy with a terrifying background behind him?

Although these people are dandy, they are definitely not idiots.

The problem lies here.

This little girl Zhu Yiyi is so good at camouflage.

Who would have known that a little girl could be so powerful?

The group of unlucky people around Wang Yu were drinking at a stall not far from Mr. Ye and the others.

Looking at a group of beautiful beauties here from a distance, I can't help but salivate.

In addition, their status level is too low, and it is not clear who is standing behind Mr. Ye and others.

They also thought that these beauties were internet celebrities who came here to check in.

Although they drive top-notch luxury cars, aren't it popular among the socialites on the Internet to rent a car in a group and go out to fish for good guys?

Plus I drank a lot of wine.

There is a saying that drunkenness makes people cowardly.

Wang Yu's injury is a perfect excuse.

As for what happened to Wang Yu in the end, they were not worried at all.

Afraid of a ball.

Their identities are not much worse than Wang Yu.

Therefore, for beauties, the only thing to do now is to pull one by one, and then we'll talk about it later.

It cannot be said that their thoughts are too dirty.

It cannot be said that they are short-sighted.

It can only be said that, somehow, the Lord of Hell will always take special care of certain scum.

And they were taken care of extremely thoughtfully.

They were so brave that they actually took the idea of ​​Mr. Ye and others.

Forget it, they had no idea that it was because of them that a butterfly effect was triggered.

Not only will they be ravaged by Mr. Ye and others, but they will also be tortured to the point of despair by this little girl Zhu Yiyi afterwards.

The little girl's Black Cat organization started its business from them.

The unlucky guy in the lead was about to grab Mo Liusu's arm.

His eyes flashed as a person suddenly appeared, gently holding Mo Liusu's waist and moving to the side.

When he saw clearly, his hand was already grasping a man's chest.

A pretty boy was looking at him carelessly:

"Hey, hey, brother, have you touched enough?"

The unlucky man was stunned for a moment, and his face turned gloomy:

"Grandson, who are you? Get out of here right now, or I'll break your legs."

Su Mu was good-looking, but his clothes were too ordinary, and since he had been opening the wine just now, the unlucky guy thought that Su Mu was just a handyman.

Su Mu smiled and let go of Mo Liusu, as if he was a fool who deserved a beating:

"I really want to taste what it feels like to have my legs broken. How about you try it?"

The unfortunate man was stunned.

He stared at Su Mu with squinted eyes for a long time. Under the influence of alcohol, he forgot many things.

Grinning sternly:

"Okay, I will make it happen for you."

Su Mu raised one leg with a smile:

"Come on, if you don't dare to fight, your ancestors have been sons of bitches for eighteen generations."

The unfortunate man was furious.

He was about to take action, but another unlucky guy No. 2 grabbed him, stared at Su Mu for a long time, and asked coldly:

"Boy, who are you hanging out with?"

Su Mu looked at the other party with a teasing expression:

"You have some shame. You can't afford to offend my backstage. Get out of here as soon as possible."

As expected, Unlucky Ghost No. 2's expression condensed and he looked a little more serious:

"Really? Let me tell you. I want to see if I can afford to offend him."

Su Mu raised his fingers at him:

"Come here, I will tell you only one person."

The other party immediately came forward.

Su Mu said in a voice so soft that everyone could hear:

"Actually, I am the successor of socialism. I remember to keep it secret. I will never tell ordinary people."

Poof!!

Mr. Ye finally couldn't hold back and broke his guard, laughing so hard that his branches trembled.

Several other beauties almost burst out laughing.

There are only those unlucky ones who are looking for trouble. You look at me and I look at you, and their faces become extremely ugly.

A group of people were furious.

Got teased by this bastard.

Unlucky Ghost No. 2 stared at Su Mu and smiled gloomily:

"Interesting, so interesting, haha, boy, do you... know who I am?"

Su Mu smiled and looked like he wanted to be beaten:

"You are not my son anyway."

The unlucky ones can still bear it:

"You idiot, fuck him."

"Fuck this grandson to death."


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