"Su Yao, pull her over here, you two." Wang Shuo had lost his patience and said coldly.
Su Yao had long seen through Wang Shuo's intentions. Of course she knew her status and did not dare to be jealous. Instead, she wanted to learn from Xu Rong and serve the rich second generation wholeheartedly in order to survive in the long run without being dumped.
He immediately walked up to Bian Jingjing and grabbed Bian Jingjing's hair: "Bitch, didn't you hear Mr. Wang's call? Do you still want me to do something? If you don't make Mr. Wang feel comfortable today, you will suffer no good consequences."
Bian Jingjing took Su Yao's hand and cried: "No, please, no, I kowtow to you, I will pay back the money, and we can collect the money when they wake up."
"Bah, look at those rubbish friends of yours, do they look like people who are willing to pay? Besides, our time, Mr. Wang, is so precious. How can we have time to wait for you rubbish? Come on over, more than 20,000 yuan per time, how many people have no money?"
At this price, you can be happy."
With that said, he forcefully pulled Bian Jingjing and pressed her to Mr. Wang's side.
"Ah!!! No!!!! Don't!!!!" Bian Jingjing struggled wildly and almost despaired when she saw that Wang Shuo's belt had been untied.
This kind of humiliating thing is absolutely not allowed!
Bang!
At this moment, the door of the private room was kicked open. Wang Yang rushed in, kicked Su Yao away, and pulled Bian Jingjing back. Then he picked up a glass of wine and poured it on Wang Shuo's face to wake him up: "Wang Shuo,
You are lawless! You beast! What do you want to do?!"
There was a glass mirror on the door of the private room. Wang Yang had been observing outside for a while, and after confirming that it was Bian Jingjing and Wang Shuo, he immediately rushed in.
"Wang Yang?" Wang Shuo and Su Yao saw Wang Yang and shouted his name sinisterly.
"Are you fucking making trouble with Tai Sui? A poor guy is meddling in my own business?" Wang Shuo was still angry at the Haitian Feast, and now Wang Yang, a poor guy, is ruining his good deeds.
Immediately he gritted his teeth and his veins throbbed: "Okay, it's good to be a bad guy, right? I'll let you know tonight what the consequences will be if you offend me, Wang Shuo."
Wang Shuo took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, Boss Xiong, I'm at the King of Spades. I'll call a few brothers over here. Five or six people are enough. Well, Diamond Box 616, hurry up!"
After hanging up the phone, Wang Shuo pointed at Wang Yang and said coldly: "Today, I'm going to refresh your understanding of fear! You poor guy, just wait to die!"
In less than five minutes, five or six well-built men came to the box. After seeing Wang Shuo, they respectfully shouted: "Red Star Li Erhu has met Young Master Wang Shuo."
Several others also reported their names.
Wang Shuo waved his hand impatiently: "Knock them both down first."
"yes!"
Act quickly.
Bang!
I don't know who picked up a beer bottle with one hand and smashed it on Wang Yang's head. Wang Yang felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark for an instant, and his head was filled with stars. After a while, heat flowed down his hairline, which was bright red!
Blood!
Bian Jingjing screamed: "Wang Yang!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yang was punched and kicked again. With every punch, Wang Yang felt his internal organs rolling and his bones about to burst.
Wang Yang, an ordinary college student, was no match for these social elements. Moreover, the opponent had a large number of people. After a while, he was beaten by Li Erhu and others until he was covered with injuries. He curled up on the ground and groaned in pain...
In a mysterious palace in Pengcheng, Wang Xue was talking to a woman dressed as a lady. Suddenly, the smart watch on his hand flashed a red light: beep, beep! Secondary alarm, secondary alarm!
This is a technology product, a character tracker, but it is a protective tracker. When Wang Xue reunited with Wang Yang for the first time, she had already implanted the nanochip into Wang Yang. Now that Wang Yang was hurt, the device immediately
The police were called.
Level 2 alert means that Wang Yang will face the consequences of severe disability.
Combined with the location map, if you look at the Yangcheng Spades K Cabaret, you can rule out any surprises!
Wang Xue's expression turned cold, "Who is it! Who dares to do such a cruel thing to my brother?"
He immediately ended the conversation and stood up to dial Dex's phone number.
"Hey, Miss, what are your orders?" Dex asked politely.
"Trash!" Wang Xue yelled.
Dex was stunned for a moment, but could only remain silent as Wang Xue continued: "How did you protect the young master? The young master is now in a level 2 alarm crisis. What do you do for food? Quick support! Yangcheng Spades King, Xinghua
On the way."
"What?!" Dex was so frightened that his legs were weak. Young Master Wang Yang was actually in a second-level alarm crisis. Who is this reckless guy who dares to do this?
Without having time to ask any more questions, he immediately received the order and immediately mobilized the family's C-class armed forces.
"Everyone go to the king of spades!" Dex ordered.
After giving the order, several helicopters were dispatched from the south of Yangcheng and headed straight for the King of Spades. Each helicopter was occupied by six or seven mercenaries with the same strength as the Flying Tigers. They were armed with guns, ruthless, and had murderous intent in their eyes.
To the west of Yangcheng, more than a dozen Rolls-Royces, all dressed in uniforms, and thugs wearing uniforms and sunglasses, also drove quickly towards the King of Spades.
In addition, there were anxious high-level officials from various newspapers, media, and security agencies, who also rushed to the King of Spades from all enemies, which was extremely grand.
In the box.
Wang Yang was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his mouth was bloodshot, and he was drooling.
Bian Jingjing knelt down and cried: "Don't hit me, please! I beg you."
"Hmph! Beg me? Bitch, I, Wang Shuo, never get what I want, but things like this happened one after another tonight. My habit is, if I can't get it, I will destroy it! Come on!
Man, ruin this bitch’s face for me.” Wang Shuo threw a fruit knife casually.
Red Star Li Erhu showed no mercy. He picked up the fruit knife and divided it by three and five, as naturally as cutting tofu. He made a cut on Bian Jingjing's face. Bian Jingjing screamed a few times and fainted.
Not to mention this, Wang Shuo peed twice into the wine glass on the spot, and then said coldly: "Give them some water to drink."
At the same time, Wang Zhe sobered up a little, opened his eyes, and saw the mess on the ground, the seriously injured Wang Yang, and the disfigured Bian Jingjing.
"This...this...Wang Yang! Jingjing! You..." Wang Zhe looked around in horror, then saw the extremely arrogant Wang Shuo, and asked coldly: "Did you do it?"
"Humph, I can only blame that little girl of yours for not knowing how to behave." Before Wang Shuo could finish his words, Wang Zhe picked up the fruit knife on the ground and rushed towards him, thrusting the knife into it. Wang Shuo's lower body went cold and a meat ball rolled down
On the ground, the next thing that came was the sound of Wang Shuo's ghost crying and wolf howling, but his voice was strangely thin, like a eunuch.
"I'll fucking kill you!" Wang Zhe's eyes turned red. One was his fellow countryman, who is now a very good friend, and the other was his favorite woman. This tone can't be tolerated!
"Kill him, kill him!" Wang Shuo covered his lower body and yelled crazily.
Chu tu tu tu tu tu~~
At the same time, several helicopters hovered over the King of Spades, making a loud noise.
Downstairs, dozens of thugs in suits rushed down from a dozen Rolls-Royces, each holding a slender steel rod that could be retracted like an antenna.
brush!
At the same time as they got off the car, these dozens of people flicked their right hands, and the steel rods unfolded, shining silver and white.
"Get in here and protect the young master!" Dex ordered.
Then dozens of people filed in like black shadows.
The King of Spades was already surrounded by people, "Oh my God, what happened?"
"Disperse the crowd, no photography allowed!" Dex ordered the other group, and then walked towards the karaoke hall himself.
Bang.
The door of Diamond 616 was kicked down directly. The thugs in suits subdued Li Erhu and others in an instant. There was no room for backhand. All the actions were neat and orderly, which fully reflected their quality and ability.
Then, Dex walked into the box with heavy steps. Looking at everything in this mess, and seeing Wang Yang who was seriously injured, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Young Master, this old slave is guilty!"
[Author's digression]: Please support me, thank you.