Super System Plundering the Heaven

A young girl was sitting on Wang Fugui's lap. Her slender arm was wrapped around Wang Fugui's short and thick neck.    

"Manager Wang, let me feed you some wine."    

After saying that, the girl lowered her head and drank a mouthful of wine. She put it in her mouth and leaned towards Wang Fugui.    

Wang Fugui took the wine, narrowed his eyes, and carefully savored the taste of the wine in his mouth.    

The office door was suddenly pushed open.    

The lady exclaimed and quickly stood up from Wang Fugui's lap.    

Wang Fugui frowned and looked at the waiter who had barged in. Because he still had wine in his mouth, he did not say anything.    

The waiter covered his face and staggered to Wang Fugui's desk, crying, "Manager! Just now, Master Hu's subordinate, A Biao, barged into the VIP room angrily!"    

Wang Fugui's eyes widened in fear. He forgot that he still had wine in his mouth and said, "What?! Cough..."    

Wang Fugui choked on the spicy wine and cried.    

Wang Fugui stretched out his hand and pulled the waiter's collar. He endured the choking and shouted angrily, "You useless thing! Why didn't you stop A Biao?"    

The waiter was so aggrieved that he almost cried. He pointed at his own face and said, "I couldn't stop him! A Biao slapped me the moment he came up! "    

Wang Fugui let go of the waiter's collar. He also knew that he was anxious. With a gloomy face, he asked, "What about now? What's the situation now? "    

The waiter stammered, "A Biao was very angry at that time. Maybe he has beaten up all the customers in the room now?"    

" Oh no! "    

Wang Fugui sat on the chair in a daze. When he thought about how Ye Yu was still in the private room, his face was filled with despair.    

The girl beside him reminded him in a low voice, "Manager Wang, don't worry. Maybe they haven't started fighting yet."    

Wang Fugui's eyes instantly lit up. He suddenly stood up and said excitedly, "Yes! I might still be able to make it if I go now!"    

Wang Fugui, who had hope, bounced out of the door like a meatball.    

In the private room where Qian Hu and Qin Wufa were, the two of them were leisurely enjoying the exquisite service of Cool KTV.    

ABiao pushed open the door and ran in.    

Qian Hu narrowed his eyes and asked with a cigar in his mouth, "A Biao, have you finished your business? Did you break that kid's leg?"    

ABiao ran into the private room and knelt in front of Qian Hu. He said with grievance, "Brother Hu, you have to avenge me! I was beaten up! "    

Qian Hu straightened his body and looked at the clear palm print on A Biao's face. He said angrily, "Who?! Who dared to hit my subordinate?"    

ABiao lowered his head and said in a low voice, "He's just a high school student."    

Qian Hu slammed his palm on the tea table, shattering it.    

Qian Hu's face was full of anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Are all high school students nowadays so arrogant?"    

"Follow me! I'm going to meet this high school student!"    

Qian Hu stood up and walked out with A Biao and Qin Wufa.    

Wang Fugui hurriedly ran out of the office and met Qian Hu and the other two.    

"Master Hu! Why are you in such a hurry?"    

Wang Fugui's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly went forward to ask.    

Qian Hu sneered, "I will go and teach a young man a lesson!"    

Wang Fugui knew how powerful Qian Hu was, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. "Master Hu, how can I need you to personally teach him a lesson? Let me teach him a lesson! "    

Qian Hu frowned and gave Wang Fugui a deep look. He said coldly, "You go? It seems that you have a special relationship with them."    

Wang Fugui wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said carefully, "They are the most distinguished guests of Cool KTV. How can you not have a conflict with them?"    

Qian Hu sneered and said disdainfully, "Respected guests? They are rich guests, right?"    

Qian Hu ignored the anxious Wang Fugui and walked past him. He continued to walk forward. "I would like to see if money is better or martial arts is better!"    

Wang Fugui slapped his thigh on the spot and quickly followed after Qian Hu. He shouted behind Qian Hu, "Master Hu! That is a rich man!"