The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

"You. . . !"    

Lee Wenjing suddenly came back to his senses. His lips were trembling with anger. He did not notice that there was another person beside him. He did not expect that someone would slap him in the face in front of so many people.    

He stared fixedly at the middle-aged man in front of him. His gaze was simply spewing fire.    

Mo Suliu and the others were also dumbfounded. They didn't expect that there would be another person beside them, and that he would dare to attack them.    

Hee Jiawen was so scared that he started shouting and yelling.    

"Security, where did the security go? When will horses allow people to enter and exit?"    

They all thought that this middle-aged man was Hu Qinghai's bodyguard, or Yang Qiu's bodyguard.    

The entire hall was filled with Hee Jiawen's shouts, but not a single security guard came up.    

The entire hall was silent, and the atmosphere immediately became very strange.    

It was the Horse Racing Club, and the security here was extremely tight. How could anyone sneak in?    

This was because the people who came in and out of this place were all important people. Even many wealthy people often came here to feed the horses. It could be said that the security here was the most heavily guarded place in Hong Kong.    

The internal security of the horse association strictly prohibited fighting. It was fine for everyone to fight however they wanted, but they were absolutely not allowed to fight.    

It was fine now.    

Someone made a move.    

But what about the security?    

Young Master He had been calling the security guards for a long time, but why didn't anyone come up?    

At the edge of the hall, all the men in black stood motionless as if they were deaf.    

Strange!    

Too strange.    

Everyone stared with their eyes wide open, their mouths wide open, watching this scene in disbelief.    

The most unbelievable thing was still Mo Suliu and the others. Just now, they were all acting elegantly and arrogantly as they came over to step on people. They didn't expect that a bastard would suddenly appear out of nowhere and trample their faces on the ground.    

Mo Suliu was still alright, but Lee Wenjing really wanted to die at this moment.    

He hated it!    

His heart was bleeding.    

"Good! Good! Good!"    

Lee Wenjing was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He stared at Hu Qinghai, then his eyes swept across Yang Qiu, Fang Jinheng, and the others one by one. No one knew how to describe his eyes, but everyone knew that Young Master Lee was ready to fight to the death.    

The three friends of Hu Qinghai were already frightened. After all, they were all people with minor status. Compared to the ordinary people, they had a deeper understanding of what the Four Young Masters represented. They had the qualifications and strength to make a group of them suffer a fate worse than death.    

However, Hu Qinghai and Yang Qiu acted as if nothing had happened. Hu Qinghai looked at Yang Qiu and said with a bitter smile.    

"I'm not like this usually. I like to use virtue to convince people. "    

Yang Qiu smiled and shook his head.    

"Then how do you plan to end this?"    

Hu Qinghai said indifferently.    

"Since they are your enemies, they are my enemies. If they are enemies, of course I can't keep them. In the future, Hong Kong's Horse Group won't need such people anymore. They will be disqualified from being a member of the Horse Group. "    

The attitude of Hu Qinghai's words made everyone in the hall forget it for the rest of their lives.    

No matter how rich a newly-emerged merchant was, he couldn't possibly be so arrogant, right?    

What did he say?    

Cancel the membership of the Four Young Masters in the Horse Association?    

Oh my god!    

Was this guy out of his mind?    

How could he say such a thing?    

The elders of the Four Young Masters. . . They were the top ten members in the 22nd selection of the Ma Association. They were even qualified to be the president of the Ma Association.    

If the Four Young Masters joined forces, who else in Hong Kong would be a match for them?    

All the young men in Hong Kong added together were no match for them.    

This Hu Qinghai, if he wasn't crazy, he would be crazy.    

He was simply crazy.    

This joke would probably spread throughout Hong Kong tomorrow.    

This was the Hong Kong Horse Group. It was the funniest joke in more than a hundred years.    

"The strength of the four families is not bad. The most important thing is that they are all influential families in society. There are also many big shots in their families. If you slap them in the face like this, won't it make their families feel bad? At that time, it will be bad if there are any problems. "    

Hu Qinghai patted Yang Qiu's shoulder and said in a carefree manner.    

"For you, it's worth it even if I offend those few families in Taiwan and Southeast Asia. "    

The surrounding young men still didn't understand what was going on. They looked at Hu Qinghai as if they were looking at an idiot.    

As for Lee Wenjing, who was looking at Hu Qinghai with hatred, At this moment, his expression gradually became a little strange.    

Mo Suliu was still looking at Yang Qiu with an ashen face, and his eyes were filled with hatred. Hee Jiawen, on the other hand, was flying into a rage by the side. He was cursing at the security guards in the distance.    

Guo Jiaxing didn't say a word, he just stared at Hu Qinghai.    

Lee Wenjing's expression had become somewhat scary.    

He did not know if it was because it was too hot. A layer of fine sweat actually appeared on his forehead. His face gradually turned pale, and even his body began to tremble slightly.    

He stared at Hu Qinghai without blinking. More and more sweat appeared on his forehead. Gradually, his back was soaked in cold sweat.    

Only now did Mo Suliu notice the changes in Lee Wenjing. He subconsciously looked at Lee Wenjing and said in surprise.    

"Wenjing, what happened to you?"    

Lee Wenjing suddenly smiled sadly and said in a nearly exhausted manner.    

"Master Mo, we. . . We have offended someone we shouldn't have. "    

"Impossible!"    

Mo Suliu suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at Yang Qiu.    

"Him? Pah! Who does he think he is? In the capital, he was just a dog by Qin Zong's side. And this Hu Qinghai, who the hell did he think he was? I'm going to destroy his entire family!"    

Lee Wenjing let out another miserable laugh. He looked at Mo Suliu with a complicated expression. He was filled with regret.    

If he knew this earlier, why would he provoke this stupid pig?    

Following such an idiot, could it be that his intelligence was affected as well?    

That legendary family, that forbidden family, how could I suddenly forget?    

He looked at the security guards of the Ma Association, then at this middle-aged man. Lee Wenjing suddenly had an impulse to die.    

This time, he really wanted to die, not because he was ashamed.    

He didn't even dare to apologize to Hu Qinghai, because Hu Qinghai's identity wasn't something he dared to reveal.    

He could only cover his face with his hands, then he felt incomparably pitiful. He sincerely bowed to the middle-aged man who had slapped him twice, and then said in a low voice.    

"I'm sorry. It was all our fault today. I beg you to be magnanimous and forgive us for our mistakes. "    

Everyone's jaws almost dropped.    

What's going on? Was Young Master Lee struck dumb?    

It must be an illusion.