Chu Zheng waited for the waiter to leave, and then pushed the door open and went in.

Bang-

The private room lights up.

The person surrounding the table looked towards the door.

"Hey, Sister Chu Zheng, haven't you been home?"

The people next to him followed and shouted, "Sister Chu Zheng, you pretend to be drunk and deceive us!"

"Sister Chu Zheng came just in time. I don't know who brought us so much wine."

Most people acted normally and told her about these wines, making jokes she usually made.

Only one person looked a little ugly.

Chu Zheng pushed away the person next to her and walked inside.

The private room suddenly became quiet.

Chu Zheng's eyes swept through the crowd.

The original owner came here with these friends today, but after drinking a few glasses of wine, he suddenly felt dizzy.

It must have been drugged.

Chu Zheng picked up a bottle of wine and handed it to the person with a bad face. His tone was cold and there was no ups and downs: "Please drink."

It’s 100,000 yuan!

Can't be wasted!

"Chu...Sister Chu Zheng..." The man felt guilty and dared not look directly at her.

"drink."

Chu Zheng was a little different from their impression at this time. Although she was still in the same outfit, she gave people a completely different feeling.

The most important thing is that she looked at people with cold eyes.

There seemed to be a sense of air conditioning all over his body.

It makes people shudder.

The rest of the people didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to speak.

The scene was a bit stalemate.

Chu Zheng's cold eyes made the man feel that he was sharp. What he had done seemed to have been exposed long ago.

The man's breathing was slightly heavier.

"Sister Chu Zheng, did I do something wrong?" The man tried to struggle.

"You know." Chu Zheng handed the bottle forward again: "Drink."

The man: "..."

Everyone: "..." What's the situation?

"Brother, why did you offend Sister Chu Zheng? Hurry up and admit your mistake to Sister Chu Zheng and drink it if you let me drink it." This is their financial backer, how could he offend?

"That's right, drink it quickly, and it's okay to apologize. Sister Chu Zheng won't care so much."

"I..." The man's eyes were sweeping around, as if there was a cool air coming up from the soles of his feet, and his whole body was cold.

She must have known.

Will he let himself go?

Won't!

Have to run!

These two words flashed through the man's mind, and a wave of fear rose deep in his heart.

He suddenly pushed the person next to him away and ran straight outside the box.

"Stop him."

The original owner is rich at least, even if he is a friend, this group of people still listen to her.

But the man was also fast, so he opened the door of the box and rushed out.

Before they could pull the person back, a malicious voice sounded: "Isn't this our Miss Ji? What are you doing?"

Outside the box, a tattooed bald young man with a group of younger brothers, was just outside, and the man directly hit the bald young man.

"Brother Huang." The man immediately shouted: "Brother Huang saves me, save me..."

The bald young man pulled the man and looked at the man on Chu Zheng's side. The man on Chu Zheng's side was obviously a little cowardly and let go of the man.

Brother Huang was a little embarrassed and glared at the man, and the man immediately slipped behind Brother Huang.

Chu Zheng looked at this Huang brother a few times. This man and the original owner were disagreeable because he liked the original owner, but the original owner ignored him and turned aside because of love and hatred. He caught the opportunity to make things difficult for her.

Although the original owner was a mess, he was not from society. He suffered losses several times and spent money to teach Brother Huang a lesson several times. Both sides were endless, and the revenge became bigger and bigger.

Ji Tongtong knew about this from somewhere.

Contacted this Huang brother.

Today's big show was planned by Brother Huang. He first bribed the people around the original owner and drugged the original owner...

All dogs who need lessons come to the door.

Can it be done?

"Miss Ji is such a big show!" Brother Huang walked into the private room and looked at the wine on the table: "Oh, there is such a good wine."

Brother Huang sat directly on the sofa, spreading his hands like a big boss, and putting them on both sides.

Chu Zheng touched her wrist and rubbed her fingertips on her wrist for a few times.

Brother Huang looked at her with a slanted look: "Why didn't Miss Ji say..."

Bang!

The wine bottle was broken, and the wine flowed down from the bald Brother Huang's head. He probably was knocked unconscious by this. He didn't react for a while and his eyes were straightened.

Chu Zheng calmly took the second bottle and raised her hand to smash it down.

No one could react at all.

Brother Huang rolled his eyes and fell down straight.

Everyone swallowed with difficulty.

Chu Zheng’s little brothers: “…” My God, when did Sister Chu Zheng become so tough? She just acted as soon as she said she could, and she didn’t give her a chance to react.

horrible.

Chu Zheng looked at the group of little brothers brought by Brother Huang, and before they took action, he pressed the broken glass against Brother Huang's neck: "Try moving it."

The girl's voice was extremely cold, and her expressionless face always made people feel a bit fierce.

The group of little brothers suddenly froze.

I am not afraid of meeting powerful people, but I am afraid of meeting unruly people.

"Ji Chuzheng, let go of our Brother Huang! You dare to treat us Brother Huang like this, you don't want to be a mess!"

Brother Huang shouted nervously.

"Come in and squat down."

"What?" The little brothers were puzzled.

"Come in and squat down." Chu Zheng calmly repeated: "Give you three seconds."

Brother Huang's younger brother looked at Chu Zheng, and then looked at Brother Huang, who was pressed against his neck and was unconscious.

Some people also don’t believe in evil and want to do it. As soon as he moved, Chu Zheng tried to exert force. The man had already seen blood on Brother Huang’s neck and froze.

They stood in a stalemate for a while, raised their hands and walked in.

Unexpectedly, none of them ran away, and together with the traitor who ran out just now, came in and squatted inside.

"Sanmao, search for their weapons."

Sanmao did not have only three hairs, but his head was dyed with three tufts of different colors. It has not changed since his debut. With his surname Mao, he took the nickname Sanmao.

"Sister Chu Zheng..."

This is Brother Huang.

People in society!

Chu Zheng's calm gaze swept over.

Sanmao trembled for no reason, and his arms were full of goose bumps. He quickly went up and searched.

There are still many weapons, various knives, and someone has a stick.
To be continued...