C344 Slap Her Face Hard
C344 Slap Her Face Hard
"Do as you wish. Just leave the cleaning to me. "
"Okay!"
Yang Qiu stood up and looked at the crowd of young men who were dressed in fine clothes and had extraordinary bearing. He then looked at Mo Suliu and said calmly:
"Mo Suliu, I think you are here to cause me trouble, right?"
Mo Suliu stared at Yang Qiu with a gloomy expression. Hee Jiawen, who was standing beside him, said with a fake smile on his face.
"Hey, kid, do you know who you are talking to?"
Yang Qiu's face remained calm and collected, but the coldness in his eyes disappeared.
"Get lost!"
This was a direct insult to Mo Suliu to Jin Heng, and he had even returned it to Hee Jiawen.
Not only Hee Jiawen, even the onlookers were dumbfounded.
What was Hee Jiawen's identity? In Hong Kong, who wouldn't give the Four Young Masters some face? Someone actually dared to ask Young Master He to scram?
Where did this fellow pop out from?
From the looks of it, he should be a good-for-nothing from the mainland.
Hee Jiawen's expression suddenly became incomparably gloomy. He stared at Yang Qiu and asked with narrowed eyes.
"Kid, do you think this place is a continent? I don't care what your identity is in the capital. Do you believe that I won't let your corpse sink into the ocean within three days?"
"You don't have the ability. "
Yang Qiu shook his head with a smile.
"I do not want to play any verbal games with you. What happened just now is considered to be even. Get lost immediately. If not, I will make a move!"
"Is that so? I want to see how the f * ck you can make a move?"
Yang Qiu turned to look at Mo Suliu and smiled faintly.
"Young Master Mo, are you sure you want to cause trouble for me?"
Mo Suliu smiled coldly and said arrogantly.
"So what if I want to cause trouble for you? Tell me your name. I will not deal with nameless people. "
"You don't know my name, but you want to take revenge on me just because I saw you pee in your pants in Beijing?"
Yang Qiu narrowed his eyes and said playfully:
"Aren't you afraid that you will cause trouble for your Mo family?"
"You're the one fucking peeing in your pants! Kid, when did I pee in my pants?"
Sensing the shocked gazes of the people around him, Mo Suliu flew into a rage.
"Tell me, what's your name? If you don't tell me clearly today. . . You. . . Just wait for death. "
The Mo family had a deep background in Hong Kong and was very powerful. Mo Suliu was the leader of the Four Young Masters. Who would dare to offend him?
But why was Young Master Mo so sensitive to a young man who even knew his name today?
Could it be that Young Master Mo was really. . .
No one dared to think any further, but this lively scene had ignited the fire of gossip in everyone's hearts.
Yang Qiu smiled faintly.
"So you didn't pee your pants. I'm sorry, I was seeing things. Your bodyguard was crippled by my friend. I thought you were scared to pee! Are you sure you didn't? "
Mo Suliu was so angry that smoke was rising from his seven orifices. Without waiting for him to speak, Hu Qinghai glanced at Lee Wenjing, who was beside him, and said slowly,
"Lee Wenjing?"
Lee Wenjing's face changed slightly. He was not happy that Hu Qinghai called his name. However, he was a scheming person. He looked at Hu Qinghai and nodded with a condescending attitude.
"Hu Qinghai?"
Hu Qinghai smiled faintly and looked deeply at Lee Wenjing. He said with a smile.
"This is Yang Qiu, my brother. Today, my brother just came to Hong Kong. I will welcome him. I don't want to have anything to do with you. Your brother scolded my friend and apologized. Forget about today. You can play however you want. What do you think of my suggestion?"
Hu Qinghai's attitude had a kind of aura that could suppress Lee Wenjing. This made Lee Wenjing, who was already able to tolerate it, feel a fire burning in his heart for some reason.
He looked at Hu Haiqing with disdain and said in a flat tone.
"Who do you think you are?"
Hu Qinghai suddenly looked at Lee Wenjing with pity and shook his head lightly. He said with some complicated feelings.
"So the Four Young Masters are all idiots. "
Hearing Hu Qinghai's words, all the young men in the surroundings opened their mouths wide in shock.
Everyone was a member of the Horse Association. Even if they were not familiar with each other, they had met each other before. Hu Qinghai was a new rising star in Hong Kong's business world recently, and everyone knew that he was a rising star. However, in front of the four families, Hu Qinghai's rising star was like a firefly and a moon.
He actually cursed the entire Four Young Masters.
Could it be that his reliance was that Yang Qiu?
Judging from the looks of it, this Young Master Yang was a fierce dragon that couldn't be compared to a river.
Clearly, Mo Suliu, Young Master Mo, had suffered a great loss at the hands of this Young Master Yang's friend in the capital. And now, they wanted to regain their face at their home ground.
Lee Wenjing had always been gentle and gentle. Although he was ranked second in the Four Young Masters, he was the backbone of the Four Young Masters. He had a graceful bearing and extraordinary bearing. This had become his symbol. In the upper society of Hong Kong, Lee Wenjing was a famous gentle gentleman.
However, the current temperament of Hu Qinghai disgusted Lee Wenjing. This was because the bearing he was so proud of seemed like a joke in front of Hu Qinghai.
Yes, it was ridiculous.
It was as if he was a beggar wearing a dragon robe. Even though he had become a beggar, he still had the bearing of an emperor.
The contrast between the two of them was like comparing a group of people. It was like. . . A woman who loved to show off was carrying a knock-off brand A brand bag. It felt like she had met a real product in the mall.
Lee Wenjing suddenly lost control. His eyes became gloomy and his face became ferocious.
"Hu Qinghai? Who gave you such arrogant confidence? Tomorrow, prepare to go bankrupt and become a beggar. "
Hu Qinghai's identity had been concealed very well. Even Fang Jinheng, who was standing beside him, didn't know that he was the heir of the Hu family. There were no more than two people in the top circle of Hong Kong who knew him. There were naturally people in Lee Wenjing's family who knew him, but. . . The old man in the family could not figure out the reason, but he must have warned them. It was a pity that Lee Wenjing had lost his composure today.
Hu Qinghai did not say anything. He just made a careless move.
Following his movement, his driver, who had no idea where he was, appeared next to Four Young Masters. The middle-aged driver didn't even speak. He grabbed Lee Wenjing's neck and slapped him twice.
Slap! Slap!
The loud slap shocked everyone except Hu Qinghai and Yang Qiu.
The middle-aged man let go of his hand and seriously looked at Lee Wenjing who had turned into a statue. He said faintly:
"Do you know why I hit you? Because I hate people like you who secretly fan the flames. Get lost! "