"Long, what do you mean? Do you have to go against me, Ouyang Chao, today?" Ouyang Chao raised his hand and pointed towards Long Hao.
Everyone's eyes focused on Long Hao, and they all looked at him with disdain.
It's not an exaggeration to say that Ouyang Chao is the proud son of Nan Province, but the man in front of him is so stupid that he openly challenges him. Don't you know how to write the word "death"?
Hou Feng, however, looked excited: "Sister, your crush is quite brave. You dare to confront Chao Shao? It's interesting."
Hou Shangyong on the stage also frowned, and when he was about to speak, several more figures appeared at the door of the banquet hall.
A tall middle-aged man and a woman wearing a cheongsam walked in slowly. The man was followed by Ouyang Yu and several young men with steady steps who looked like bodyguards.
"Father, third uncle!" Ouyang Chao's face showed excitement when he saw the person coming, and he quickly ran towards the audience.
Hou Shangyong changed his face slightly, immediately smiled, and walked off the stage to welcome him.
"Haha, brother Wu Mu, third brother, you and your wife are welcome to attend my daughter's birthday party." Hou Shangyong and his wife smiled and greeted Ouyang Wu Mu and the others.
Hou Bing, who was standing next to him, saw Ouyang Wumu and immediately lowered his head and shouted: "Hello, uncle and aunt!"
"Oh my, long time no see, Bingbing is beautiful again. No wonder my son misses you all day long!" Ouyang Wumu looked at Hou Bing and chuckled.
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He raised his head again and asked: "I just heard that my old man Qi lost in a competition with someone? Can I meet this master?"
Hou Bing turned around and pointed at Xu Shaolin behind him and said, "Uncle, Xu Shaolin is the number one soldier in southern Xinjiang. He narrowly won."
Ouyang Wumu took a deep look at Xu Shaolin, then smiled at Hou Bing and said, "You little guy is already a big girl, and you still like to fight and kill so much. It's not good."
Ouyang Wumu took the lead and walked towards Mr. Hou and greeted him respectfully. After all, Mr. Hou was the elder here.
"Mr. Hou, Quanzi came to propose marriage to you today. Has Shang Yong told you about this?"
Hearing this, Mr. Hou snorted coldly and glared at Hou Shangyong.
Seeing Mr. Hou's expression, Ouyang Wumu's eyes changed slightly, and he asked again: "What Mr. Hou means is, is it possible for our two families to get married?"
"Dad, all the guests wish our family well, but there is only one bastard who goes against our Ouyang family. He said I am not good enough for Hou Bing!" Ouyang Chao immediately took over and raised his voice.
He had no way to deal with Long Hao now and hoped to use his father's power to kill him. Ouyang Chao felt that he had already lost his shame today at his grandma's house.
Ouyang Wumu frowned and looked in the direction of his son's finger.
Long Hao also looked here with a smile: "Yes, your son is indeed not qualified to match the little girl from the Hou family."
"Shang Yong, is this your guest?" Ouyang Wumu frowned and looked at Hou Shangyong.
"No, no, brother Wu Mu, this is a little brother that the old man met outside. I don't know what he does."
Wu Yingli, who was standing next to her, said coldly: "Brother Wu Mu, this man is just a country boy. There is no need to get to know him."
Mr. Hou's expression changed drastically and he was about to stand up to stop him when he saw Long Hao looking at him and shaking his head slightly.
"Since he is a mountain villager, he has no right to comment on my son, Ouyang Wumu. Come on, throw him out." Ouyang Wumu frowned, and a strong aura immediately erupted from his body.
The atmosphere in the entire banquet hall immediately became depressing.
Three men in black walked quickly towards Long Hao. The three men immediately grabbed Long Hao's arms and shoulders from different angles, but soon they found that they could not shake the guy sitting on the chair.
Long Hao's expression remained unchanged, no matter how hard the three strong bodyguards tried, his body remained motionless.
"Get out!" Long Hao stood up, and a burst of energy burst out from his body. The three bodyguards were shocked and backed away, and two of them fell to the ground on all fours.
This scene made the guests in the banquet hall widen their eyes.
"The Ouyang family is indeed very powerful. The owner of this place today is named Hou, right?"
"I am a guest invited by Mr. Hou. I won't leave until he opens his mouth." Long Hao walked to Ouyang Wumu in a hurry.
When Ouyang Wumu looked into Long Hao's eyes, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat on his back.
He himself was shocked. He didn't understand why the aura of this young man was so strong.
"Brother, it was this bastard who beat Xiaochao and I at Luo Hua's house last time. I didn't expect that this guy would go against us again today. It's really hateful." Ouyang Yu immediately whispered in the ear of his eldest brother.
Ouyang Wumu pondered for a second, then suddenly laughed: "Xiao Chao, no matter what, let this gentleman see the betrothal gift from my Ouyang family first."
"Mr. Hou, after you read the betrothal gift, you will know how sincere my Ouyang family is."
Ouyang Wumu hoped that in this way, the ignorant guy in front of him would leave voluntarily. After all, he believed that attacking an unknown person like Long Hao would damage his image.
Ouyang Chao immediately picked up a red gift list from the basket next to him, sneered at Long Hao, and said loudly: "The Ouyang family's betrothal gift is five villas and bungalows by Jinzhou Dongqing Lake."
"A pair of African cat-eye diamond rings!"
"The gift is one thousand three hundred and forty-five thousand two hundred!"
“Two customized Maserati supercars!”
“Handmade custom wedding suits and two toast suits each!”
"There are some cigarettes and alcoholic drinks, the total value is 83 million!"
As soon as the words fell, thunderous applause erupted in the banquet hall, and many guests' faces turned red with excitement. After all, it was the Jinzhou Ouyang family, so it was a bold move!
"Oh, our two families have known each other for so many years, and we still do so many things. It's so polite." Wu Yingli was polite, but she was smiling from ear to ear.
Not only her, but besides Hou Bing and Mr. Hou, other Hou family members also had excited faces.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Ouyang Chao showed a proud look on his face, thinking that his father was the better one.
He looked at Long Hao with provocative and mocking eyes: "Did you see it, Mr. Long? This is the strength of our Ouyang family. Can you shut your mouth now?"
"By the way, you came to Bingbing's birthday party, what gifts did you bring? You came here empty-handed to eat and drink, do you want to lose face?"
As soon as he finished speaking, many people covered their mouths and started laughing.
Seeing his son's rising momentum, Ouyang Wumu also smiled.
Only then did Wu Yingli realize that Long Hao didn't bring any gifts. She immediately turned to look at Mr. Hou and said with disgust on her face: "Dad, what kind of guest are you inviting?"
"You don't even have the most basic courtesy? On Bingbing's birthday, he comes to our house to eat and drink alone? If he doesn't have a place to eat, just say hello. There are so many leftovers in our house every day. Give him enough."
Mr. Hou's expression changed drastically, and when he was about to speak, Long Hao spoke first.
"This girl Hou Bing, although she has a manly personality, has a good heart. Naturally, I won't come here to eat and drink for free on her birthday. The gift is on the way!"
"On the road? Did Bao Bao buy some street stall goods? Or is the courier guy lost?" Ouyang Chao immediately mocked loudly.
There was another burst of laughter in the banquet hall.
"Please, who is Miss Hou Bing? Your package has arrived!" A man wearing a courier suit came in holding a long box.
He had a look of panic on his face. He didn't expect the delivery address to be so high-end. Each of these people looked so awesome.
Before Hou Bing could get the package, Ouyang Chao snatched it from his hand.
He quickly opened the outer packaging and threw it away without seeing the words "International Express" written on it.
A long, black velvet and silky box appeared in front of everyone. When the box was opened, a long-handled sword lay quietly, with three red, yellow, and blue gemstones inlaid on the hilt.
The sword is long and narrow, and is covered with lines that resemble incantations.
Ouyang Chao saw a piece of paper lying next to him. He picked it up, took a look at it, and laughed loudly: "Angel Sword, for Hou Bing, happy birthday, may you live forever, Long Hao!"
"Haha, return the Angel Sword? How much did it cost? Why don't you get a Thor's Hammer?" Ouyang Chao raised the long sword in his hand and shook it a few times, mocking loudly.
All the guests couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing. Hou Feng also said with a twitching face to Hou Bing in front of him: "Sister, you are not good at the person you like. Your gift-giving method is too poor, right?"
Snapped!
Ouyang Chao suddenly threw the long sword in his hand to the ground and stepped on it hard with his foot.
"Bingbing, for such a low-quality toy to cost dozens of dollars, this is simply an insult to you." Ouyang Chao turned to look at Hou Bing.
At this moment, Hou Bing stared blankly at the long sword that was stepped on by his feet. She was confused at first, and then became surprised. She slowly walked to Ouyang Chao and squatted down.
Seeing this, Ouyang Chao immediately raised his feet.
Hou Bing slowly picked up the long sword and lightly brushed the blade with her fingers. Her expression became excited and she looked at Long Hao: "You, how do you know about this sword?"
Long Hao also looked frightened. He didn't expect that this girl would like cold weapons, or foreign products.
"How you know it doesn't matter, as long as you are happy." Long Hao said softly, feeling guilty.
"Bingbing, do you like swords?" Ouyang Chao's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.
Hou Bing took the sword and looked at it again and again, and said softly: "This is the personal sword of Roland, the first paladin in Western European history. I, I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true."
"Ah, Long Hao, I really like this gift of yours." Hou Bing's face was full of excitement and ridicule.
Suddenly rushed towards Long Hao, hugged him with one hand, and couldn't help but kiss his face...