327. Beat Him Half to Death (Part I)
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Seeing Zhang Mo fall to his feet, Li Fulai was so shocked that his face turned blue.
If this kick hits his old bones, will the old bones not be broken?
For the incident he did more than ten years ago, he now regrets all his intestines. knew that Deng Chudi was a person who would take revenge, even if he was killed, he wouldn't dare to have that kind of obscene thought!
Also, there was no ** her back then, if ** she was ** back then, then I don't know if it can end now. He secretly observed Deng Chudi again, he wanted to see from her eyes whether she had any thoughts about him, - she must have an idea, otherwise she would not have donated so much money to Dongda, she donated money to Dongda just to take revenge on him Li Fulai.
More than 80 million yuan!
But Li Fulai didn't say this muttered sentence. He knew that he couldn't say such a thing in this kind of field, but he would have to be criticized when he went back, because someone said that eating that melon would take care of the gentleman's frank melon, and the rest had nothing to do with it.
Over the years, he has already erased Deng Chudi from his brain, but what he didn't expect was that in order to retaliate against him, she would donate so much money to Dongda, fuck, she has so much money that it seems that she can't use it up, you have a lot of money and you can't use it up, just take some of this money and spend it, I need money very much!
Li Fulai has three hobbies, one is lustful, and the other is greedy for money.
The goose plucked the feathers, which was his Li Fulai's nature.
Li Fu looked at Zhang Mo who was lying on the ground, and he couldn't wait to rush over and slap him twice. Although this incident was caused by him, the reporter he hated the most in his life was the reporter, because the reporter has always been like a scoundrel ruffian in his heart, few are good things, no matter what falls into their hands, the black will become white, the white will become black, and the most hateful thing is that they are most interested in the little thing in the crotch of the celebrity, just like a scalper sees a urine bucket, as long as he encounters it, he has to drink two sips.
"Still scolding?"
Looking at Feng Ziqing's righteous awe-inspiring apricot eyes, Zhang Mo was completely desperate. I can't win the fight, I can't win when I scold and scold, and the big guy and the two miscellaneous bodies of the Wang Right Envoy, but they don't dare to make a move, they stay on the side like two fucking cowards, and they don't even dare to take a breath of air.
"Scold!Why don't you dare to scold?" Zhang Mo glared angrily, "Don't scold, you dare to beat Lao Tzu again, if Lao Tzu doesn't **, you will be the one for you"
Feng Ziqing squatted on the ground, rubbed his face, and grinned, "Do you dare to say this again?"
"I just said, let's see what you can do with Lao Tzu. After Zhang Mo finished speaking, he said that again.
The smile on Feng Ziqing's face cooled: "Count you as a kind!" In response, but when he heard Zhang Mo scream, the whole person flew up again, this time not to fly far away, but to fly vertically to the ceiling, smashing the ceiling out of a herringbone hole.
When the others saw this, their eyes widened in horror.
Oh my God, what kind of skill is this little girl? It is appalling that she can throw a big man weighing nearly 200 pounds to the ceiling with one foot, and smash a big hole by the way!
A pair of eyes stared at each other with big eyes, small eyes stared at each other, and they were all stunned, just as terrifying and panicked as the earthlings suddenly met the Martians. The people on the TV station were completely stupid, today they have met a tough master, and they have been beating people from their TV station in the past, but today it has become a beating King Kong who beats people, and it is a shame to say this.
The big man saw Zhang Mo drive into the sky like a plane, and the water ban laughed.
Someone accompanied him, and even if he was embarrassed, he couldn't lose it there.
The idea of the right envoy of the king is about the same as his.
Joan looked at Feng Ziqing like a strange creature, and couldn't help but let out a scream. It looked like getting up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and suddenly encountering a ghost, and the whole face seemed to be scared green.
Deng Chudi still sat fine.
Today's scene is also too level. The people from the TV station, hum, are used to intimidating others, but today it is a big shame, Sister Ziqing's fight this time, she played well.
She has worked hard in the mall over the years, and has contacted many reporters, those who remember that they are similar to the eye gel, they are all money fans and perverts, and when they go to restaurants to eat, as long as you say that you pay money, they will eat like hungry ghosts released in prison, until you frown and they refuse to put down the dishes and chopsticks. As soon as you say pay, they will immediately run to the counter, ask the waiter to take a box of Feitian Ba Mao, and then let you pick the best dishes, eat a table of meals, and don't cost you a thousand or eight thousand, in their jargon, that's not called eating, that's fun.