Chapter 11 - How to Fight

"Yes!" "Brother Hao!" A Hu straightforwardly bowed and responded in a loud voice.

Following that, Zhou Zheng Hao stood up, stretched, and said lightly, "Let's go Fatty Cheng, we'll go together and see how big brother will vent your anger today!"

With a loud bang, the door was kicked open.

More than ten burly men quickly rushed into the private room, blocking the way so that not even a drop of water could trickle through.

The leading A Hu glanced at Jiang Qiushui and Hu Feng indifferently, "I heard that you guys beat them up, right? Everyone kneel down!"

"Holy sh * t, who are you?" If you tell me to kneel down, I'll beat you up. You're courting death! " Hu Feng drank a few cups of wine, his blood boiling hot as he arrogantly asked.

"The one who will die is you!" Hu Feng was a Taekwondo expert, he thought that he had the ability to be arrogant. Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped forward, and kicked towards A Hu's neck with his high whip-like leg.

A Hu laughed sinisterly, his iron pincer-like hand stretched out like lightning, grabbed his right leg, and then kicked towards his chest.

With a swoosh, Hu Feng flew three meters away and fell on the ground.

He held onto his chest, bared his teeth, and stared at A Hu fearfully, not daring to even fart.

At this moment, everyone's faces turned pale with fright.

Wu Fangfei was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she immediately screamed.

"Are you guys going to kneel down obediently, or are you going to beat this trash up like me?" A Hu swept the audience with his cold eyes, and said indifferently.

"Hu-ge, I know your boss, Hao-ge, too." You only need to bring me to see him! Let my friend leave first! "

However, Jiang Qiushui was not an ordinary person. Calmly holding his hands behind his back, a trace of arrogance flashed across his eyes.

He never thought that A Hu and the rest would completely not give him face, Jiang Qiushui's handsome face also stiffened.

He was a little angry and said angrily, "You dare to talk to me like that? My name is Jiang Qiushui, my uncle is Jiang Jun from the Medicine Bureau. Even if Brother Hao were to come, he would have to give me some face! "

A voice filled with ridicule came over from the door, startling Jiang Qiushui.

It was Zhou Zheng Hao.

"Brother Hao, didn't you just rush me to say that!?" I don't dare to be disrespectful to you! "

Seeing that Fatty Cheng was smiling sinisterly and following Zhou Zhenghao, Jiang Qiushui was even more surprised, and immediately tried to please him.

Zhou Zheng Hao sat on a chair handed over to him by the Sister Dong Dong, crossing her legs and laughed sinisterly.

"Brother Hao, we were in the wrong today. For the sake of my uncle, please let us off this once!"

Jiang Qiushui tried his best to maintain his calm, but his slightly trembling hands still mercilessly revealed the fear in his heart.

"Your uncle? Your uncle is nothing! You can call Jiang Jun and ask him yourself. If I give him this face, would he dare to answer? "

"Brother Hao, I know I was wrong. As long as you let us go, we can compensate Fatty Cheng. How about a hundred thousand?" Jiang Qiushui's face was full of pleading.

"One hundred thousand, you're a joke! "Even if you give me 100 million, I won't care. Today, the key is for me to vent my anger!" Sitting next to Zhou Zheng Hao, Fatty Cheng laughed sinisterly.

Zhou Zheng Hao slowly picked up a cigar, the fire from the lighter made his face unsettled.

Hu-ge and his men threw a dozen knives at everyone's feet.

Everyone was scared silent.

"Is it a woman? It just so happens that we are the emperor's palace's Miss Que. All of you are quite pretty, so why don't you go to work? Of course, we must first try out the bell, crawl over while kneeling, and blow the horn for Fatty Cheng! "

Zhou Zhenghao puffed and puffed as she held the cigar in her mouth. She didn't seem to care at all.

Zhou Zhenghao did not know how much harm such a woman from a good family had done to him.

He didn't even put a little rich second generation like Zhao Qianru in his eyes, and bullying her meant that he was bullying her. What could you do?

Wu Fangfei trembled in fear, her beautiful face turned pale white as she looked at Jiang Qiushui, begging for help.

However, Jiang Qiushui avoided her gaze and endured the humiliation. He slowly knelt and started to slap himself.

Pow!

Pow!

Everyone's faces turned pale as their heartbeats quickened. The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Haha, nice to listen to!" "It's so crisp and refres.h.i.+ng!"

Fatty Cheng laughed arrogantly, he took off his pants and pointed at Wu Fangfei: "Come, come, Miss Wu, why don't you brag for me first!"

Wu Fangfei's heart was filled with despair and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

"Hurry up! "If you don't come over here, I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!" Fatty Cheng shouted fiercely.

Wu Fangfei was so scared that she started crying. She ran to Jiang Qiushui and pulled his arm and wailed: "Brother Jiang, save me, I cannot be destroyed by them!"

"Fangfei, go and boast. Otherwise, we will all be beaten to a pulp. We won't look down on you …"

"You! Zhao Qianru still has you! Hurry up and boast for me! "Did you push me just now? You're really reckless!" Fatty Cheng pointed at Zhao Qianru again and said with a sneer.

"What should we do?"

Zhao Qianru was also terrified, her delicate body s.h.i.+vered, as she panicked.

Who would have thought that a G.o.d like Zhou Zhenghao was actually standing behind Fatty Cheng? This was someone that even his father could not afford to offend.

"What should we do? Fight! "

Just as everyone was saying that Tian Tian shouldn't be called stupid, Jiang Tian smiled lightly and took a step forward.

No matter what, Zhao Qianru was still her sister-in-law and couldn't let others bully her. Otherwise, Xue Qing knew that she would be hurt.

At this moment, everyone's heart made a thump sound. They were all completely stunned.

"Jiang Tian, what are you doing? Didn't you see that Hu Feng isn't his opponent? If you go over, you're not seeking death! "

Jiang Qiushui screamed.

It was just a slap on the face. If he angered Zhou Zhenghao, everyone would probably be beaten to a pulp.