"What are you happy about?" The eldest son of Oumeng Group looked blue and pounded the table hard. The friends beside him immediately stopped and looked at Ou Shao.

"Mr. Ou, what's wrong with you?"

"Young Master, why are you unhappy?"

"Mr. Ou, will we continue to give it or not"

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These gangsters are talking all the same, they are completely afraid of the funeral.

Who knew that when Mr. Ou stood up as if he wanted to be stepped on his tail when he heard this, "I gave your mother a pussy. Didn't you see that these bastards are just here to make trouble so that I can make a fool of myself and my brothers."

A young girl in her twenties with a charming appearance and exposed dress walked timidly to Mr. Ou and said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Ou, they are willing to give it to me, so let them give it to me. Anyway, Mr. Ou, you are not short of money."

"Is this money? This is face, this is face." Ou Shao patted his right face hard and said angrily: "Don't eat anymore. Come with me to see which turtle boy is. I want to see which one dares to find me in City J."

These gangsters usually follow Ou Shao and often eat and drink his. Now that they encounter such things, they certainly cannot watch them.

"Cao, I dare to find Mr. Ou to have fun, but I just want to find our brothers' unhappiness. Let's go and go and take a look with Mr. Ou to see."

"Yes, money is a small matter, but losing face is a big matter."

"You must let out this anger."

Under the mutual instigation of everyone, Master Ou Shaoou took his so-called brothers to the 1205 box where Xie Wendong and others were.

Before we reached the 1205 box, everyone felt something was wrong. It turned out that there were two men in black in front of the box. These two men were not the kind of ordinary people at first sight, but definitely the martial artists.

Whoever eats, there will be bodyguards standing guard. Needless to say, if they are either rich or powerful.

The gangsters felt a little worried, but the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. They had already come here. Could it be that they would retreat and not be so-called face? No matter how cramps in their calves, they had to bite the bullet and go up.

The group surrounded Ou Shao and continued to walk forward. Seeing more than a dozen people coming towards this side, the two white blood brothers secretly touched their arms and carefully watched their every move.

When he was two or three meters away from the No. 1205 box, Ou Shao stopped and coughed dryly, "It was the seven boxes of Maotai you sent."

The two white blood brothers did not answer, as if they hadn't heard it at all.

Seeing the other party, he didn't treat himself as a wise man, and Young Master Ou became even more angry. He forced himself to stop making a sensation for the time being, and his voice was twice as loud as before: "I'll ask you if you gave me seven boxes of Moutai."

The two brothers looked at each other, and one of them finally spoke, with a strong and powerful voice: "Since it was given to you by our boss, let's continue, don't give me a special thank you."

Mr. Ou: "I want to meet your boss."

The man looked at Ou Shao and his friends around him with disdain and said something that almost made the latter angry: "Our boss is not a little fish and scared to see him just by saying that he could see him, leave quickly."

"What did you say? Do you know who this is? This is the eldest son of the president of Ou Meng Group, Young Master Ou. If you dare to say such things in J City, are you impatient to live?" A young man with a strong relationship with Ou Shao shook the yellow hair on his head and deliberately showed his tattoo on his body, and was very arrogant.

How could a person like him fall into the eyes of the White Blood Brother? The White Blood Brother who never spoke said, "Our boss is eating inside, don't make you feel unhappy, otherwise I will make you feel unhappy."

"Ha, I'm still talking very loudly. I want to see how you make me unhappy grandpa." The yellow-haired young man said in a desperate attempt.

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-blooded brother who was talking suddenly kicked. The yellow-haired young man screamed and covered his stomach and picked it on the ground like a prawn.

Damn it actually hit someone. Seeing this, Young Master Ou stopped doing it. He rolled up his sleeves and trembled at the friends beside him: "Call me, beating me, killing me."

When a gangster fights, his favorite thing is to defeat the more with the few. There are more than 20 people on the side of Ou Shao, and there are only two people on the other side. I thought to myself that no matter how powerful these two people are, they cannot be the opponent of so many people on their side. However, the facts tell them that there are many miracles in this world and nothing is impossible.

Originally, the two white blood brothers didn't want to do it because it was Dong Ge's birthday after all, so they didn't want to sweep away the big brother's atmosphere. However, now everyone has come to the door, and they can do it even if they don't. The strength of both sides is completely different. Two figures flash around Ou Shao and his friends. Every time they do it, it is accompanied by the sound of bone breaking and screams.

In less than half a minute, all the more than 20 people fell to the ground. This was still the case with their strength reserved. If they wanted to kill themselves, half of the rotten fish and shrimps at the scene would have to go to see the King of Hell. When several girls who were traveling with them saw this scene, they were so scared that they screamed on the spot.

At this time, as soon as the door of the box opened, a chubby man walked out of it. The man glanced at the wailing person on the ground and asked the girls who were so scared that they could not move: "Who is the young master of Ou?"

After asking several times, a girl pointed to a boy on the ground tremblingly.

Li Shuang picked up the boy with one hand, sorted out his clothes, and patted the dust on his body: "Boy, don't play if you can't afford to play. I didn't bully you, you were causing trouble for yourself."

Young Master Ou pushed Li Shuang's hand angrily, tilted his head and spit blood on the ground. The gangster said angrily: "Who are you? Do you know who I am?"

Li Shuang pretended to be stunned: "We came from another place to do business, I really don't know who you are."

When Mr. Ou heard that the other party came from another place, he had some concerns, but now he has no worries. He only has two words in his mind: "Rare out."

He introduced with a self-righteous attitude: "I am the young master of Ou Meng Group, the president of Ou Meng Group. My father is the president of J City Chamber of Commerce. You want to do business here. I want you to know how expensive it is to hit me."

"Oh," Li Shuang was "shocked": "It turned out to be the young master of Oumeng Group. It really caused the Dragon King Temple to be flooded. The whole family didn't know each other. Sorry, we were impulsive, impulsive. Young Ou, Young Ou, you are not injured, are you going to take you to the hospital for a look?"
Chapter completed!