"You say, I'm like a monkey?"

For a while, Zhao Lang gritted his teeth, trembling with anger, and a nameless anger swept through his chest.

He thought that he was the Monkey King who came to the banquet and would be the protagonist of the banquet.

But actually......

In Wei Jiale's eyes, he is a monkey and crowned Bi Ma Wen, and he can't be on the stage at all.

Even this outfit didn't match the other people at the banquet at all, it was more like a runner.

Facing Zhao Lang's face full of anger, Wei Jiale only felt interesting in his heart, and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"What do you think?"

"If it weren't for Hanhan's face, you thought you could come to this kind of place yourself?"

Emmm......

Zhao Lang's eyes widened, and he was about to get angry.

"Hey!"

At this moment, a refreshing male voice sounded from behind him.

"Give me this wine. ”

"What?"

Zhao Lang turned his head blankly, and saw a rich second generation with a mole on the corner of his mouth looking at himself.

It seems to be the appropriate thing to run a food city.

The second generation looked at the glass in his hand, and reached out to take it away with a casual expression.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Lang pinched the bottom of the glass and didn't let the other party succeed.

"I said, I want this wine!"

The second generation frowned, as if he didn't expect this 'waiter' to be so eyeless.

"Huh?"

Zhao Lang turned his head sideways and looked at the dining car parked beside him.

It's on the food truck.

And more than just one cup!

"You're not going to take this?"

"Heh......"

The second generation seemed to be laughing angrily at him, ripped his clothes, glared at Zhao Lang and said, "I want this cup in your hand, what's wrong?"

"Hee-hee-hee......"

In the distance, Jiang Han, who had been hiding behind the crowd and observing the situation here, was holding his stomach and laughing.

"Look at him like this, how funny!"

"You bought him the clothes for him?"

Someone next to him smiled and said, "Are you really, is it fun to play with others like this?"

"Of course!"

Jiang Han raised his neck and said, "He ignored me at the beginning, and I want to let him know what it means to be high and unaffordable." ”

"If I don't teach him a lesson, I, Jiang Han, won't be able to swallow the breath I suffered on him at the beginning!"

"Then you're going to get your way. ”

One person chuckled: "Originally, this kind of person just plays, and I don't know how many pounds and taels I ......."

"Huh!"

A few people here joked that something had happened over there.

"You want this cup in my hand?"

Zhao Lang looked down at the wine in his hand, and then looked at the rich second generation who looked at people with his nostrils.

"Hmm. ”

The second generation stretched out his hand: "Give me the wine." ”

"Okay!"

Zhao Lang grinned, and with a flick of his wrist, a glass of cold wine was splashed in his face.

"Wow!"

The wine has a fragrant aroma and seems to be of good quality.

But when it falls on the head, face, and clothes, it doesn't look so good.

The second generation was stunned, his eyes were blank, as if he didn't expect such a scene.

"You ......"

"What are you doing!"

Before the second generation could speak, Wei Jiale here had already screamed.

She pointed at Zhao Lang, her eyes widened: "You dare to splash Ming Shao with wine, do you want to die?"

"Wow!"

A large glass of cold wine greeted her and unceremoniously poured her into a soup chicken.

The elegant dress immediately lost its luster.

"If you don't say it, I almost forgot about you. ”

Zhao Lang casually put down the cup he picked up again, and clapped his hands with a relaxed face: "Don't think that if you are a woman, I won't do anything to you!"

"You...... You ......"

Wei Jiale's body trembled, and he pointed at Zhao Lang with one hand, trembling and almost speechless.

"What are you doing!"

The screams sounded again, but Jiang Han and the others in the distance saw the situation here and hurried over.

"Is that you?"

Seeing someone coming, Zhao Lang's eyes flickered, and he was about to go to the dining car to get a glass of wine.

"Boom la la ......"

The waiter pushing the dining cart changed his complexion, and hurriedly leaned over to the side with the car, lest he become Zhao Lang's accomplice.

"What are you doing!"

Several women rushed to the front, and Jiang Han roared at Zhao Lang: "Look at your appearance, just stay here when you come, do you have any eyesight?"

"Hanhan gives you face, let you come in to see and see, and honestly recognize your position. This guy thought it was a bar-like place to do it if he couldn't get used to it. ”

"It's just a gangster on the street, and according to Hanhan, he doesn't even have a serious job. ”

"If you want me to say, you shouldn't have called him in!"

"That's right, that's right!"

A few women, you say a word to me, each with a sarcastic voice, a gun and a stick, and his expression is even more disdainful.

Zhao Lang was speechless, his hands clenched into fists, and he already had the urge to let them know why the flowers were red.

The movement here is so loud, naturally it has already alarmed the entire floor.

Even a few adults in the corner who were discussing business put down their wine glasses and walked over.

"What's wrong?"

A pot-bellied man with a full aura said in a muffled voice: "It's noisy, it's not like it!"

Seeing the comer, a group of young people immediately restrained their edge.

"Mr. Jiang. ”

"Uncle Jiang. ”

"Dad!"

Jiang Han walked to the man's side with an aggrieved face, pointed at Zhao Lang, and said, "It's all him, he actually poured wine on Brother Mingyu and Lele." ”

"Who is this man?"

Among the adults, a tall, thin, unsmiling man said in a cold voice, "Who invited him?"

"Yes...... I. ”

Jiang Han lowered his head when he heard this, and replied in a low voice: "This person's name is Zhao Lang, and I met him at the bar." ”

"I don't like him, but he is very pestering, saying that he wants to see this dinner, and I really can't help being pestered by him, so I will bring him over to have a look. ”

"Who knows......"

She turned her head and sobbed slightly, and said in a crying voice: "He came here, and he couldn't change his habit of being a gangster." ”

I have to say that her acting skills are good, her eyes are already red without chili peppers, and tears are rolling down.

"Jiang Han!"

Jiang Han's father, Jiang Yongli, glared at him and said angrily: "Can anyone enter here?

"Brother Jiang, forget it, forget it!"

The tall and thin man next to him advised: "When you are young, everyone will know some indiscriminate people, as long as you have a good memory in the future." ”

"yes, yes!"

Another person nodded lightly: "As long as you don't learn from outsiders, it's not a big deal." ”

"But he actually poured wine on people!"

Jiang Yongli's face tightened, and he stared at Zhao Lang: "Lele, Mingyu, what do you say?"

"Forget it, Uncle Jiang. ”

The young man named Mingyu had a gloomy face, but he still waved his hand: "Regardless of Hanhan's business, just drive him out." ”

"yes!"

Wei Jiale forcibly held back the smile that was almost in his mouth, and hurriedly spoke: "Hurry up and get this person out." ”

"A little thug who doesn't know what to do, he shouldn't let him in!"

Zhao Lang stood in place with a pale face, looking at the people who kept gathering around him, and the anger in his heart was even greater.

The eyes of these people are all high.

Even if the expression is indifferent, there is a sarcasm emanating from the heart.

They look down on people!

Holy!

You mortals......

Zhao Lang clenched his teeth, anger surged, and his eyes were almost red.

He finally understood now how the monkey had felt when he was in the Heavenly Court.

The next few chapters: In ancient times, Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and now there is a God of Wealth Messy Dinner!