(Suddenly I saw a message from a book friend. Thank you to all the book friends who switched from pirated copies to full subscriptions. I am really grateful and touched. Thank you for your support.)
Looking at the large sofa, there was a handsome young man with a straight face and a pale face. He looked at the woman's figure with fascination, his expression was indescribable, and he didn't even notice Su who broke in through the door. Hopefully.
"Master Su, here's your drink...ah!...What are you looking at here?"
Su Youwang was startled by the sound behind him and raised his head suddenly.
"Fuck."
Suddenly, his head hit the door handle, and he stumbled and fell in, making a loud noise.
The woman was also quite surprised. She was distracted and found it difficult to maintain balance on her feet.
"oops!"
The woman fell towards the sofa and bumped into the young man. There was a thud when foreheads collided with each other.
The young man's nosebleed couldn't stop from being hit by this, and blood even oozed from the corners of his mouth.
Su Youyang thought drowsily:
With such a small body, he still tries to pick up girls like others? I'm afraid he folded it first without waiting for the girl to do anything.
Su Youwang was extremely embarrassed.
"Girl, are you okay? Huh?"
"Girl, and this white-faced brother... Hey, I'm really sorry. I was drunk. I accidentally walked in the wrong direction and disturbed the enjoyment of the two of you. It's a sin."
"My dear friend, your physical fitness is too poor. The girl is fine. You..."
He drank a lot and talked a lot, but Su Youwang suddenly stopped.
The woman suddenly raised her head, revealing a pretty face that looked sad and resentful.
Only then did Su Youwang completely see the faces of the two people, and he was immediately confused, and his mind went blank.
Who doesn’t know these two people? Who the hell dares not to know them?
"Bai, Bai everyone... Mr. Sikong!!"
It's over, dead.
"Sir? Are you okay? What's going on! We're coming in!"
With a bang, the door of the private room was completely broken into pieces, and Sikong's security guards who were arranged next door rushed in together.
When they saw their young master's miserable condition, everyone's eyes were filled with tears.
"boss!"
"He killed the young master!"
"It's him!"
"kill him!"
Su Youwang was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, I'm not...Listen to my explanation..."
"Bang!"
A sturdy man came up and punched Su Youzhi, causing him to fly off the ground, hit the roof of the shed, and fell down again.
Before he could even land on the ground, he was grabbed by the neck and lifted up. The huge force in his palm made Su Zhiwang's cervical vertebrae creak.
"Uh...I'm...I..."
He couldn't utter a complete sentence, his face gradually turned red, but the murderous look of the bodyguard made his mind become clearer.
(It’s okay to die like this. It’s perfect. You don’t even need to muster up courage anymore.)
Su Hope's friend in the private room opposite also heard the noise and rushed out with a stool, chair and the murder weapon.
"Lao Su!"
"Stop, I have something to say..."
"Reptile, do you even dare to attack him if you know who he is? This is the second son of the Su family, Su Wangwang. It's not too late to let him go now."
"Come on, fight them, Old Su will be beaten."
They said anything, and some directly hit people with chairs. The situation was completely out of control.
It's just that these second-generation children were no match for Sikong Yu's carefully selected bodyguards for his son, and they all fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.
Shi Lin's own security personnel had also arrived, and they were stunned when they saw this scene and did not dare to say anything.
It's easy to say that, Mr. Sikong was lying there with his face covered in blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Those bodyguards who went up to dissuade him now?
What an international joke!
That's just because the old man hanged himself because he thought his life was too long.
"Stop, stop... I am not dead yet."
Sikong's voice, lying on the sofa, was so weak that no one could hear it.
Su Hope's consciousness gradually blurred.
(It’s good to be dead. I don’t have to worry about it anymore, and I don’t have to humble myself to please the old stubborns in my family. I...)
Su Youwang suddenly felt a stream of heat rising from three inches below his navel, flowing along his legs, and after reaching it, his toes turned back.
(Holy shit, shit, I heard that people may become incontinent when they die. I can’t... just die. I won’t resist. Please don’t let me die so ugly. Hello!)
"Boo~"
There was a soft sound, and the hand on his neck suddenly let go as if he was electrocuted, and his whole body was thrown away.
The bodyguard's face was full of horror when he fell out, as if he had won a five million jackpot.
Instead of falling to the ground, Su Hope's body was hanging in the air, covered in hazy white light, as holy as an angel.
"Is this... about to break the level??"
"Thirteen, what did you do to him..."
Thirteen na na,
"I just... pinched... him, I didn't do a damn thing."
"It doesn't matter if he breaks the rank or not!"
Although the unique original light of Pojie is intoxicating, even though everyone is extremely looking forward to this kind of light blooming in themselves.
"Kill him to avenge the young master...Who will film me?"
When Thirteen turned around, he saw his young master standing there unsteadily.
Sikong wiped the blood from his nose with an embarrassed look on his face, looking for someone to eat.
"You, all of you, in the security training courses, have never said that if an emergency arises for you, this young master will take the lead?"
Thirteen's eyes widened, and his chin gradually seemed to fall off.
Sikong picked up the stool legs and swung it over without thinking.
"What a bunch of fucking idiots!"
"Avenge your grandma for being a spoon!"
"Fuck...cough cough cough cough..."
"Sir, boss! Please slow down the beating, pay attention to your body, don't be tired, take a rest, rest for a while, then rest for a while!"
"Shut up!"
Sikong felt that if he listened to a word from these people, he would die of a heart attack and hematuria.
The person in charge of Shilin rushed up at this time, took a look inside, and collapsed on the ground as if he had no bones.
Snot and tears flowed down together,
"It's okay as long as it's okay, it's okay as long as it's okay... I'm an ancestor... This job is so damn exciting, I want to resign, yes, I want to resign, I... I have a heart disease and cerebral thrombosis, I can’t stand this stimulation, so I won’t do it now!”
He rolled and crawled away.
Thirteen was hit a few times without any problem, and said with a shy face,
"Sir, boss, we are a rough man. Aren't we in a hurry? What should we do with this little bastard?"
Sikong looked at it,
"Isn't this the boy named Su? He is still Lin Zi's guest. Forget it, I don't blame him. I have nothing to do."
Thirteen looked at Su Zhiwang with hatred several times, wishing that he could carve out some pieces of flesh from his body with his eyes.
"Hmph, it's an advantage for him."
Sikong said,
"Notify this kid's family, um... he actually advanced at this time, what a blessing..."
