Hearing a horn downstairs, Zhong Futao walked over and looked downstairs from the window and saw many people getting out of several cars.
"Boy, you are dead. My elder brother will be here soon. If you beg for mercy now, maybe I can beg for mercy on your behalf, and then... give Xiaojing to me." Zhong Futao squinted his eyes and smiled evilly.
"Really? Today I want to see how capable your eldest brother is. Will I die or he will die?"
Yang Mo was not afraid at all, and looked at Zhong Futao as if he didn't care.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. I'll make it easier for you later."
At this time, some people in the box were also worried about Yang Mo, and they all said a word or two on his behalf.
"Brother, you better beg for mercy, otherwise you will suffer when Ma Biao comes."
"Yes, even if you don't think about yourself, think about your wife!"
"Yes, this Ma Biao often does things that are not done by humans."
………
"Ma Biao is not..." Li Wenhui was stunned when she heard this, and the familiar name echoed in her ears, because she worked as a waitress in a bar after graduation for several years. Until now, she knows Li Wenhui gritted her teeth when she heard that Ma Biao was coming.
It's not that she is afraid of Ma Biao, but that a grumpy gangster like Ma Biao will tease him about falling in love with women no matter what the occasion, so Li Wenhui is afraid that many classmates will know her past history when Ma Biao comes up.
"Xiaojing, please advise your husband, don't let him be brave anymore. That Ma Biao is not a good person. There are rumors that he often bullies men and dominates women." Wang Yanli spoke up and spoke for the two couples. The words were spoken.
"Husband, what should I do? Or you should beg Zhong Futao for mercy. Maybe he will let us go." He Xiaojing pulled Yang Mo's wrist with an anxious look.
Seeing that his wife was worried about him, Yang Mo patted her shoulder and said, "Honey, don't be afraid, I have my own way to deal with it."
"Haha, boy, you better listen to your wife, or I will make you embarrassed later."
A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Wang Yanli's forehead beside her. Her outlook on life had been completely changed by her best friend's husband. The feeling Yang Mo gave her had already spread to the galaxy. She felt like she was about to die and she didn't forget to show off. .
But even though she thought Yang Mo was such a person, she didn't say it out loud. After all, He Xiaojing was still her best friend and it was hard to expose.
Upon hearing Ma Biao, Yang Mo did not show any surprise, but looked calm and calm.
As soon as they finished talking, a group of people suddenly came in at the door. It was Ma Biao and the dozen boys who were beaten in the snack bar last time.
Seeing Ma Biao walking in, Zhong Futao stepped forward and bowed to greet him: "Brother Ma, I've been looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally I've looked forward to you."
At this time, Ma Biao suddenly saw a familiar face behind Zhong Futao. He ignored Zhong Futao, pushed him away, walked over and hugged Li Wenhui's waist in front of everyone.
"Little beauty, aren't you in the bar? Why are you here?" Ma Biao suddenly slid his hand down, pinched Li Wenhui's butt, and said with an evil smile.
Li Wenhui blushed when she was touched, and said shyly: "Ah...I...I'm here to attend the class reunion."
"Brother Ma, these are all my classmates. When we get back..." Li Wenhui put her arms around his neck and said.
"OK."
Ma Biao pinched Li Wenhui's chin with his hand, looking vulgar.
Turning to look at Zhong Futao, his face changed instantly, and he said impatiently: "Where are you? I'm very busy and I don't have time to stay with you here."
He knew that he was not familiar with Zhong Futao at all, and his relationship with his father was only for profit, and Ma Biao treated Zhong Futao's father like an ATM. Apart from these, he usually didn't like the father and son at all.
If it weren't for the five hundred thousand yuan, he wouldn't even bother to answer Zhong Futao's call.
Zhong Futao felt extremely embarrassed. In front of everyone, Ma Biao looked at him coldly: "Where are you?"
Zhong Futao pointed to Yang Mo in the corner and said, "Brother Ma, that's the kid."
Ma Biao raised his head and scanned the opposite corner. He didn't know what to look at, but he was shocked when he saw it.
When he saw Yang Mo, Yang Mo was also staring at him.
This made his eyes widen and cold sweat broke out on his back.
Ma Biao pushed Li Wenhui away and stood up quickly.
"Yang...Brother Yang." Ma Biao's legs trembled and his voice gradually became weak.
He knew that the last time he caused trouble in the snack bar not only offended Yang Mo, but also offended his eldest brother Hong Tianba, but this was nothing. What made him even more confused was that Yang Mo had a good relationship with Hong Tianba. Unlike last time when he was merciless, he might be lying in the hospital now connected to the hospital's WiFi.
"Do we know each other?" Yang Mo asked deliberately after seeing Ma Biao's face turned pale with fright.
"Brother Yang, don't you remember, last time we were in the snack bar..." Ma Biao was about to say, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhong Futao.
"Brother Ma, have you admitted the wrong person? This guy is just a loser with a monthly salary of three thousand."
Zhong Futao was afraid that Ma Biao didn't know, so he forced himself to explain for him.
Suddenly, Ma Biao turned around and slapped him. Since he had just been slapped by Yang Mo, and now he was slapped again by Ma Biao, Fu Tao's right face was visibly red and swollen, like a big face. His fingerprints were pressed on it.
Someone here finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Who are you calling useless? Do you doubt that I am blind? If you dare to say it again, believe it or not, I will break your legs." Ma Biao was angry and had nowhere to vent his anger, and finally vented his fear and anger on Zhong Futao.
"I...I." Zhong Futao was speechless after being beaten, and he couldn't figure out who Ma Biao was helping.
"Brother Yang, are you satisfied?" Ma Biao clasped his hands and bent down to ask Yang Mo for advice.
"How do I know? I don't know him. Besides, I don't know you either. You can fight him however you want." Yang Mo tilted his head to one side, deliberately not looking at Ma Biao.
However, how could Ma Biao not understand the ways of the world? There was something in Yang Mo's words, and then he ordered his men: "Brothers, give this kid a good beating. Try not to beat him to death, but let him breathe. I will be responsible for anything that happens."
"Ma Biao, what are you doing? Oh, help, stop fighting." Zhong Futao was beaten, kicked and beaten by more than a dozen people. He cried out for his mother in pain.
"Yang Mo, I was wrong, please...please spare me and let Brother Ma show mercy." Zhong Futao crawled in front of Yang Mo, wailing in pain and begging for mercy.
"Do you still dare to propose to my wife in the future?"
"No... I don't dare anymore, I know I was wrong."
Yang Mo knew that he wouldn't be able to give up without giving Zhong Futao a profound lesson, so today Yang Mo showed Zhong Futao some color in front of everyone.
"I just heard from some people that he was treating me to dinner today. Is this true?" Yang Mo looked at Zhong Futao and said with a sinister face.
When Zhong Futao heard this, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I will pay... I will pay."
But how did he know that he had transferred 500,000 yuan to Ma Biao not long ago, so he had no money now.
He regretted so much at this moment that he wished he could give himself a slap in the face. He should never have proposed to He Xiaojing and provoked Yang Mo like this. He thought he would be able to shine at the dinner table tonight, but he never expected that it would backfire.
"Okay, it's time for me to go back."
Yang Mo was about to take He Xiaojing back when suddenly he saw Li Wenhui with his head lowered and looked at him with interest.
"Ma Biao, who are you, this woman?"
"Brother Yang, this woman is not me. I just met her in a bar and spent many lonely nights with me." Ma Biao thought that Yang Mo was interested in Li Wenhui, so, "If Brother Yang likes it, I can let her for you."
"This woman just kept humiliating my wife and her bestie. Do you think I would be interested in her?" Yang Mo asked.
At this time, Ma Biao realized that he had made a mistake and slapped Li Wenhui again with his backhand, but this time it was Li Wenhui's face.
"Brother Ma, how could you do this? I serve you for free day and night, but instead of thanking you, you help outsiders beat me." Li Wenhui was slapped, and she knelt on the ground crying in embarrassment.
As soon as Li Wenhui said the words, everyone present was shocked. They didn't expect that after graduation, she would work as an escort in a bar.
After graduating from college, some choose to start a business, some choose to take the exam, some choose to continue their studies, and some... I have to say that everyone has changed a lot in a few years.
"Fuck you, little bitch, I'm just looking up to you and I'm looking up to you. Don't be ignorant, just have fun!" After Ma Biao said that, he turned around and smiled and asked Yang Mo if he was satisfied.
"That's your own business, what does it have to do with me?"
At this time, Yang Mo felt that it was almost the same. These two people had received the punishment they deserved. There was no need to argue with these people anymore. They had to be merciful and merciful. After saying that, he pulled He Xiaojing and walked out.
While the three of them were riding in the elevator, Wang Yanli, who was standing behind them, looked at the back of Yang Mo's head and looked at her carefully. The scene just now made her change her attitude towards Yang Mo. Thinking about it carefully, he actually felt quite safe. Yes, maybe it’s because I keep a low profile and don’t often show off my appearance.
"Xiaojing, can't you tell? Ma Biao has to be polite when he sees your husband, as if he is afraid that if he offends him, he will lose his head." Wang Yanli said with a little jealousy.
She is actually a little jealous now that her best friend has such a good husband. It would be great if Yang Mo was her husband.
Of course, all this is just her imagination.
"I don't know how those people could be so polite to Yang Mo when they saw him."
"Husband, tell me, what kind of shady people have you met outside these days? Didn't that fat-faced and pot-bellied Ma Biao harass us in the snack bar last time?"
In fact, He Xiaojing didn't know why. She didn't see any friends outside of He's house before. He Xiaojing only knew that Yang Mo had a friend named Zhang Hu.
After the last conflict between him and him, Yang Mo took Zhang Hu to his home, but he hasn't seen any friends since then.
But since Yang Mo was driven back to his hometown by Xiao Gang and returned to the He family again until now, He Xiaojing has found that Yang Mo has changed a lot, and she even doesn't recognize him now.
"Yes, he is very afraid of me now and doesn't dare to do anything to us."
Yang Mo was chatting with He Xiaojing, and Wang Yanli was observing from the side. She felt that the Yang Mo in front of her was not as simple as he said.
"Why?" He Xiaojing asked puzzledly.
"You want to know? It's not impossible to tell you, but I have a condition..."
Yang Mo teased her deliberately to whet her appetite.
At this time, the three of them had already exited the elevator and walked towards the place where the car was parked when they arrived.
"What conditions?"
"Kiss me." Yang Mo stretched out his face and motioned for her to kiss her on the face.
He Xiaojing was furious, knowing full well that she had fallen into the trap set by Yang Mo. She made a small fist and hit Yang Mo on the back.
Yang Mo realized that he had angered He Xiaojing, so he quickly walked away, walked to the direction of the co-pilot and opened the door, and then escaped He Xiaojing's attack.
"Are you two pretending that I don't exist and showing off your affection here?"
Wang Yanli said with a jealous look on her face, suddenly realizing that she had been acting as a light bulb for the two of them here, and rolled her eyes at He Xiaojing.
He Xiaojing also saw that she said it deliberately, so she pretended to be sad and comforted: "Oh, we are good sisters, how can you say that you are a light bulb? Not to mention that my husband gets to know all kinds of people all day long. Man, I’m a little worried.”
"Humph, you stinky woman, you are still pretending to me here, and you are acting nice when you get an advantage. You are showing off to me on purpose, right? OK, when I have my own horse prince one day, I will invite you to my house to play. Make you hungry to death."
"Okay, if I can wait until the day your Prince Charming comes to marry you, the grass on the grave will probably be three meters high."
While Yang Mo was reversing the car, the two of them were talking and laughing. This conversation was like going back to their college days. At that time, He Xiaojing and Wang Yanli were inseparable, just like a pair of twin sisters. Although they parted ways after graduating from college, they meet now. We still feel like old friends at first sight.
"Honey, are you okay?" Seeing that it was almost done, He Xiaojing turned around to see Yang Mo still backing up repeatedly on a narrow road.
Wang Yanli saw this and came up with a plan: "Xiaojing, your husband is not very skilled!"
"Tch, get out of here." He Xiaojing rolled her eyes at her and said with a snort.
Yang Mo reversed the car, called He Xiaojing and walked over to get on the passenger seat. He said goodbye to Wang Yanli loudly: "Yanli, come to Jinling when you have time. Don't forget the agreement between you and me. I haven't drank from you yet." Where’s the wedding wine?”
"Yes, you two, please stay safe and have a son soon."
Wang Yanli watched He Xiaojing, who had her head sticking out of the car window, walking away.
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In the private room of West Washington House.
Seeing that the matter was almost settled, Ma Biao turned to leave. Suddenly, he was stopped by Zhong Futao.
"Brother Ma, do you think I can use my five hundred thousand..." Zhong Futao said with tears in his eyes as he knelt down and begged Ma Biao.
"Fuck, you treat me like a puppet on strings. I can come whenever you want? Am I your free labor?"
Ma Biao didn't expect that Zhong Futao would dare to yell at him. In the past, his father was not so bold. Even if he asked him to do something, he had to depend on his mood.
"This 500,000 yuan will be used as travel expenses and as salary for my younger brother." Ma Biao half-smiled but felt that Zhong Futao in front of him was really easy to deceive.
"No, Brother Ma, this is my living expenses for a year. Please give it back to me, otherwise my father will beat me to death."
Seeing that Ma Biao was not going to give it back to him, Zhong Futao climbed up to Ma Biao and hugged his thigh tightly, preventing him from walking out.
Ma Biao was angry: "Let me go, let me go with your dirty hands quickly, I only say this once."
"No, I won't let it go. Unless you return the money to me, I won't let it go until I die."
Ma Biao tried his best to get rid of Zhong Futao, and suddenly became furious: "Get him away from me and give him a good beating." He ordered his younger brother beside him.
After a while, Zhong Futao was beaten until he almost died. Many people around him had never seen such a scene since they were young, and they were all trembling with fear.
"Don't... fight, I... I beg for mercy." Zhong Futao was weak and shouted weakly with his last breath.
"Damn it, I'm really unlucky today. I met such a difficult person. Go and pay for the meal. Also, send him to the hospital."
Ma Biao said angrily, the reason why he did this was because of the face of Zhong Futao's father. After all, he was living in Taoism, and he didn't look at monks or Buddhas. If he hadn't often asked him to do things and benefited himself, Ma Biao might have Zhong Futao will be beaten to death today.
