"Get out!"
The half-hundred old man responded in panic, nodded and walked away. When he reached the door, the half-hundred old man turned around and called out tremblingly from a distance: "Little Master, please bring it to Master to say hello."
Xiahou Jichi immediately waved the purple bamboo to break the wind, and the half-hundred-year-old man was so frightened that he stumbled and fell on the threshold.
"Hahaha……"
Xiahou Jichi laughed proudly and arrogantly, turned around and waved to Mu Qingqing: "Sister Qing, come here, I will drive away all the flies..."
In the next second, Mu Qingqing suddenly pointed at me and said loudly: "There is still him. He is still smoking."
Xiahou Jichi hummed, tilted his head and came over with a sharp look in his eyes. He hurriedly rushed to me with the wind at his feet, and slapped the purple bamboo on the armrest of the sofa: "Hey. What are you doing? You're still fucking pissed, aren't you? ?」
"Yes! Still fucking smoking!"
"Hey. I have the guts."
Xiahou Jichi held the purple bamboo in his hand and shouted ferociously: "This is my fucking home."
"It's not that I don't fucking smoke at your house."
Xiahou Jichi exploded immediately. He held the purple bamboo tightly and poked my shoulder: "Get out of here."
Without looking back, I grabbed Zizhu with my backhand and deliberately lit a cigarette.
"Give me back the purple bamboo. This belonged to my grandfather."
"help yourself!"
Xiahou Jichi exerted all his strength, grabbed the purple bamboo tightly with both hands and leaned back, his face turned red, but the purple bamboo was motionless in my hand.
"Hold!"
Xiahou Jichi was so angry that he lost his mind and put his feet directly on the chair. He clenched the purple bamboo with both hands and roared: "Give it to me..."
I let go easily.
Xiahou Jichi, who was exerting all his strength, could not hold back his momentum and fell down. His whole back and buttocks hit the ground hard, and he immediately let out a mournful cry that Panda Gungun could not find his mother.
Mu Qingqing hurried over to help Xiahou Jichi and asked with concern.
I reached up and caught the falling purple bamboo.
After a while, Xiahou Jichi finally regained his breath, pointed at me and yelled: "You dare to hit me, you dare to hit me, you bitch, I will fucking kill you."
I stood up slowly, held Zizhu in my hand and turned around: "Who are you calling a bitch with your short-heartedness?"
"scold you!"
"I'm going to scold you! You want to..."
Suddenly, Xiahou Jichi suddenly stopped talking and stared at me with his mouth wide open and his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, Xiahou Jichi's volcanic face froze into a black rock.
"Bronze Lion!"
Xiahou Jichi's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole, and his small body suddenly swayed.
"Xia Erzhu. He is heartless. What did you just scold me for?"
"Bitch..."
Snapped!
As soon as I hit Zizhu, I swung it over and hit Xiahou Jichi right in the face.
Immediately, Xiahou Jichi's left eye became bloodshot, and soon after, the left side of his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Try scolding me again."
Xiahou Jichi covered his face and looked at me with so much red eyes that he could boil an egg with anger.
I raise the purple bamboo and draw again!
Xiahou Jichi immediately shrank into a turtle, retreated and hid behind Mu Qingqing, screaming: "Sister Qing, help me."
Mu Qingqing looked at me coldly, with a frosty face: "What kind of skill does bullying a child have?"
"Then I'll bully you?"
"What kind of man is he who bullies women? If you have the ability, go settle the score with the Long family."
I clenched my teeth and said indifferently: "You can see that day."
At this moment, Xiahou Jichi, who had already run to the door, pointed at me and shouted: "Bronze lion, copper plate, this matter is not over today, don't run away if you have the guts..."
"Master, my face has been ruined by you. Master, if I don't get this situation back, master, I will never be the eldest son of Yandu..."
"Ouch, it hurts me to death... Master
Master..."
"Grandpa, grandpa, your favorite grandson was beaten and beaten..."
"It's better to use your old man's purple bamboo..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Master uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle, dad..., sixth uncle, seventh uncle, where are you all..."
"It hurts so much, it hurts me to death..."
"Someone come quickly..."
Xiahou Jichi's cries gradually faded away, and Mu Qingqing slowly turned her head and sneered coldly at me: "Congratulations. You've offended someone you shouldn't have offended."
I said calmly: "You can't afford to offend me."
snort.
Mu Qingqing snorted coldly, with a look of coldness on her unparalleled beauty: "If you offend Grandpa ***, you still have a way to live. If you offend their Xiahou family, you will just wait to cry to death in your life..."
I blew out the smoke dismissively: "Last year, the Long family's dog Xie Youyan also said the same thing. Now, he is still stepping on the sewing machine."
"Yeah. If you do well, you'll become the head of the room."
"I heard that your two master uncles are also with Xie Youyan."
Mu Qingyu's face turned white as frost, she stamped her feet fiercely and ran away in embarrassment.
Ten o'clock sharp!
Everyone arrived and was led to the main hall by the little secretary.
The meeting begins!
Conference theme!
Tianjian Special Office Purple Mountain jointly builds the Tianyan project to coordinate and coordinate the division of labor!
Wang Junpeng sat in the center.
Theoretically and nominally, the headquarters of the Special Office of the Tianjian Shen Bureau are under the jurisdiction of the Tianjia Army. Super old supervisor Suo Jialin, Long Guangyao, Zhuang Chihua, Tang Anjun, and all the bosses and vice presidents of all sizes were present.
After entering the venue, I sat in the corner of the last row.
After Wang Junpeng arrived, the roll call began immediately.
Today, Wang Junpeng seems to be in a seriously poor mental state, even depressed.
Looking at the swollen and black bags under his eyes, his waxy fingers and withered lips, you can tell that this giant man definitely didn't close his eyelids last night.
There are some bosses who stay up all night. For a giant like Wang Junpeng, if he can stay up all night, it is naturally a first-class event.
When the meal was over, Wang Peng also put down his tea cup, put out his cigarette butt and made the opening remarks.
Both Wang Peng and Tang Anjun are the kind of people who are resolute and informal. They are not only efficient, but also decisive.
If you are in a high position and fail to kill decisively, you will not only harm yourself.
After saying a few words, Wang Junpeng was about to turn off the wheat, put his fingers on the ground and said in a hiss, "Let the teacher speak first."
When these words came out, except for a few people at the scene, everyone was stunned and looked at Wang Haopeng.
