Chapter 258 Slap your own mouth, this matter is over
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Mo Bi Mei Le Mo
When the Mao family rushed to the KTV in a hurry.
the other side.
Jiang Lang looked at Mao Zhenyu who was wailing in front of him, and sneered.
"Are you still fighting?"
"Do you want to play with you again?" Jiang Lang's voice was very calm, like a bottomless pool, which made people feel a little creepy.
Mao Zhenyu shook his head frantically, his body shaking like a sieve.
"No more fights, no more fights!"
"I was wrong, I... I was wrong."
He was so frightened that tears and snot flowed out of his nose, and he looked extremely embarrassed. There was no such thing as a villain on campus.
At this time.
Jiang Ting on the side stepped forward.
She put her hands on her hips and looked down at the other party, with a trace of disgust in her eyes, "Heh~ When I was at school, I didn't bother to talk to you, so I really thought I was afraid of you."
"Next time you see me, give me a little distance!"
"It's annoying to see."
Trembling, Mao Zhenyu hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, I know!"
"Cut~" Jiang Ting rolled her eyes, then turned her head to look at Mao Zhenyu's younger brothers.
Seeing Jiang Ting's sight, these people were scared out of their wits and squeezed behind them one by one, as if they could not attract Jiang Ting's attention.
"It's the same with you, too, did you hear that!"
Everyone, their heads are pounding like garlic, how dare they not agree.
"Yes ~ Miss Jiang, we know."
"In the future, I will never dare to appear in your sight."
"..."
Look at this group of frightened high school... no, adults who are about to enter society or university, Jiang Lang smiled boredly.
Gently exhaling, Jiang Lang said to the girls, "Let's go first~"
Today was Su Jinlin's birthday, and he didn't want to be entangled in such trivial matters.
The birthday cake hasn't been drawn yet, and the birthday song hasn't been sung yet!
Thinking of this, his heart became even more angry.
Turning to Lei Dong, he said, "I'll leave it to you here, and I'll take them away first."
Lei Dong nodded. For him, this kind of small situation was very easy to solve.
Not to mention, he still represents Jiang Lang.
In Shanghai, no one could wrestle with Jiang Lang anymore.
With everyone, just about to go downstairs.
An angry voice came from downstairs, "What the hell, which bastard dares to come to my place to make trouble?"
"Don't you want to be hungry!"
Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows, and the steps he was about to take also stayed where they were, with a sneer still hanging from the corner of his mouth.
The speed of the people coming was very fast, and the footsteps of "Deng Deng Deng~" could be heard throughout the stairwell.
A middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Mao Zhenyu ran up.
When these employees saw each other, it was as if they had found the backbone, and their courage began to grow.
"Boss, you are finally here!"
"Boy, you'd better let our young master go!"
"Don't inquire about it either, can you mess with the name of Lord Mao on the Bund?"
"..." They were filled with righteous indignation, as if they wanted to vent out the fear that Jiang Lang suppressed in their hearts just now.
Of course, it's also possible that they feel that if they don't perform well.
In the future, it may, really not work.
Mao Zhengdong had his hands on his hips, panting from exhaustion, and waved his hands around.
"Go away, where is my son?"
Everyone said in a hushed voice.
"Boss, the young master is just ahead."
"Yes, that's why they beat the young master!"
"..." Mao Zhengdong asked the crowd to disperse and make way for a path.
He frowned and looked forward.
In the next second, everyone was dumbfounded.
Just now, as soon as he appeared, the staff and security guards in the KTV were all around him, and he couldn't see what was going on behind him at all.
Now, he sees clearly.
In addition to the people in the KTV, there was also a large group of men in black who looked dangerous at the sight, standing opposite, crowding the entire corridor very crowded.
And these men in black were looking at him with cold eyes at this moment, with a faint murderous intent.
Mao Zhengdong's back suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
When he came, he had fantasized about many situations, but this situation was beyond his expectation.
Generally, those who come to pure K are some students or ordinary people who like to sing.
Based on his status, it would not be more than enough to settle that.
After all, the bosses usually go to Shang K to play, so how could they come here.
But the situation in front of him clearly told him that he might kick the steel plate today.
Before he could react, an exclamation came from the deepest part of the corridor.
"Dad~Dad! You are finally here." Mao Zhenyu ran out of the crowd, rolling and crawling.
He hugged Mao Zhengdong's thigh, tears came down like rain, tears and snot came out.
As a demon king in chaos, he had never experienced this kind of experience, and he was already terrified tonight.
The uneasiness and pain in his heart came out like a tide, and he pointed at Jiang Lang and yelled, "Dad~ call someone, kill him!"
"He hit me!"
Seeing his son's miserable condition, Mao Zhendong also couldn't bear it.
A good person, being beaten so badly that my own father could hardly bear it anymore, his face was swollen like a pig, and his words leaked out!
Suppressing the anger in his heart, he turned his head and cursed: "Shut up for me!"
Compared with Mao Zhenyu, he still winks a bit.
Those men in black looked like professional bodyguards. How could ordinary people bring so many of them.
The person in front of him was simply not something he could afford.
Concerned about it, he rubbed his hands together and trotted forward.
With a bit of flattery on his face, he bowed his head and said to Jiang Lang, "I'm sorry, guest officer."
"I don't know where the dog offended you, I will apologize to you on his behalf!"
Mao Zhenyu was dumbfounded.
He thought that after his father came, the situation would be reversed in an instant.
He can also avenge tonight!
But he didn't expect that he had always been the most powerful and omnipotent father in his mind.
He even nodded and bowed in front of a young man, apologizing.
The scene in front of him already made him a little suspicious of life.
But what frightened him even more was what Jiang Lang said.
"There's no need to apologize, but I just heard that when you came up, you still scolded me, right?"
Jiang Lang's expression was unpredictable, and he spoke softly, but his eyes were like a sharp knife, staring at Mao Zhengdong coldly.
Mao Zhengdong swallowed his throat, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Guest officer, I...I...I just..."
Before the other party could finish speaking, Jiang Lang waved his hand with a somewhat casual expression.
"Slap your own mouth, this matter is over!"
He felt that he was a very magnanimous and kind person, not so hostile.
Don't just scold him a few words, just like treating people in Jiangbei City or Zhang's family, he is willing to ruin the other's family!
the other side.
Jiang Lang looked at Mao Zhenyu who was wailing in front of him, and sneered.
"Are you still fighting?"
"Do you want to play with you again?" Jiang Lang's voice was very calm, like a bottomless pool, which made people feel a little creepy.
Mao Zhenyu shook his head frantically, his body shaking like a sieve.
"No more fights, no more fights!"
"I was wrong, I... I was wrong."
He was so frightened that tears and snot flowed out of his nose, and he looked extremely embarrassed. There was no such thing as a villain on campus.
At this time.
Jiang Ting on the side stepped forward.
She put her hands on her hips and looked down at the other party, with a trace of disgust in her eyes, "Heh~ When I was at school, I didn't bother to talk to you, so I really thought I was afraid of you."
"Next time you see me, give me a little distance!"
"It's annoying to see."
Trembling, Mao Zhenyu hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, I know!"
"Cut~" Jiang Ting rolled her eyes, then turned her head to look at Mao Zhenyu's younger brothers.
Seeing Jiang Ting's sight, these people were scared out of their wits and squeezed behind them one by one, as if they could not attract Jiang Ting's attention.
"It's the same with you, too, did you hear that!"
Everyone, their heads are pounding like garlic, how dare they not agree.
"Yes ~ Miss Jiang, we know."
"In the future, I will never dare to appear in your sight."
"..."
Look at this group of frightened high school... no, adults who are about to enter society or university, Jiang Lang smiled boredly.
Gently exhaling, Jiang Lang said to the girls, "Let's go first~"
Today was Su Jinlin's birthday, and he didn't want to be entangled in such trivial matters.
The birthday cake hasn't been drawn yet, and the birthday song hasn't been sung yet!
Thinking of this, his heart became even more angry.
Turning to Lei Dong, he said, "I'll leave it to you here, and I'll take them away first."
Lei Dong nodded. For him, this kind of small situation was very easy to solve.
Not to mention, he still represents Jiang Lang.
In Shanghai, no one could wrestle with Jiang Lang anymore.
With everyone, just about to go downstairs.
An angry voice came from downstairs, "What the hell, which bastard dares to come to my place to make trouble?"
"Don't you want to be hungry!"
Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows, and the steps he was about to take also stayed where they were, with a sneer still hanging from the corner of his mouth.
The speed of the people coming was very fast, and the footsteps of "Deng Deng Deng~" could be heard throughout the stairwell.
A middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Mao Zhenyu ran up.
When these employees saw each other, it was as if they had found the backbone, and their courage began to grow.
"Boss, you are finally here!"
"Boy, you'd better let our young master go!"
"Don't inquire about it either, can you mess with the name of Lord Mao on the Bund?"
"..." They were filled with righteous indignation, as if they wanted to vent out the fear that Jiang Lang suppressed in their hearts just now.
Of course, it's also possible that they feel that if they don't perform well.
In the future, it may, really not work.
Mao Zhengdong had his hands on his hips, panting from exhaustion, and waved his hands around.
"Go away, where is my son?"
Everyone said in a hushed voice.
"Boss, the young master is just ahead."
"Yes, that's why they beat the young master!"
"..." Mao Zhengdong asked the crowd to disperse and make way for a path.
He frowned and looked forward.
In the next second, everyone was dumbfounded.
Just now, as soon as he appeared, the staff and security guards in the KTV were all around him, and he couldn't see what was going on behind him at all.
Now, he sees clearly.
In addition to the people in the KTV, there was also a large group of men in black who looked dangerous at the sight, standing opposite, crowding the entire corridor very crowded.
And these men in black were looking at him with cold eyes at this moment, with a faint murderous intent.
Mao Zhengdong's back suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
When he came, he had fantasized about many situations, but this situation was beyond his expectation.
Generally, those who come to pure K are some students or ordinary people who like to sing.
Based on his status, it would not be more than enough to settle that.
After all, the bosses usually go to Shang K to play, so how could they come here.
But the situation in front of him clearly told him that he might kick the steel plate today.
Before he could react, an exclamation came from the deepest part of the corridor.
"Dad~Dad! You are finally here." Mao Zhenyu ran out of the crowd, rolling and crawling.
He hugged Mao Zhengdong's thigh, tears came down like rain, tears and snot came out.
As a demon king in chaos, he had never experienced this kind of experience, and he was already terrified tonight.
The uneasiness and pain in his heart came out like a tide, and he pointed at Jiang Lang and yelled, "Dad~ call someone, kill him!"
"He hit me!"
Seeing his son's miserable condition, Mao Zhendong also couldn't bear it.
A good person, being beaten so badly that my own father could hardly bear it anymore, his face was swollen like a pig, and his words leaked out!
Suppressing the anger in his heart, he turned his head and cursed: "Shut up for me!"
Compared with Mao Zhenyu, he still winks a bit.
Those men in black looked like professional bodyguards. How could ordinary people bring so many of them.
The person in front of him was simply not something he could afford.
Concerned about it, he rubbed his hands together and trotted forward.
With a bit of flattery on his face, he bowed his head and said to Jiang Lang, "I'm sorry, guest officer."
"I don't know where the dog offended you, I will apologize to you on his behalf!"
Mao Zhenyu was dumbfounded.
He thought that after his father came, the situation would be reversed in an instant.
He can also avenge tonight!
But he didn't expect that he had always been the most powerful and omnipotent father in his mind.
He even nodded and bowed in front of a young man, apologizing.
The scene in front of him already made him a little suspicious of life.
But what frightened him even more was what Jiang Lang said.
"There's no need to apologize, but I just heard that when you came up, you still scolded me, right?"
Jiang Lang's expression was unpredictable, and he spoke softly, but his eyes were like a sharp knife, staring at Mao Zhengdong coldly.
Mao Zhengdong swallowed his throat, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Guest officer, I...I...I just..."
Before the other party could finish speaking, Jiang Lang waved his hand with a somewhat casual expression.
"Slap your own mouth, this matter is over!"
He felt that he was a very magnanimous and kind person, not so hostile.
Don't just scold him a few words, just like treating people in Jiangbei City or Zhang's family, he is willing to ruin the other's family!
