"Excuse me" A female reporter stepped forward, and only halfway through her words, Ma Jing slapped her.

"Smack!" The chaotic scene instantly quieted down, and all the reporters were stunned, and the other party actually dared to hit the reporter.

"Get out of here!" Ma Jing shouted, "Otherwise, you will see one and fight another!"

As he spoke, his subordinates surrounded the reporters.

No matter how bold the reporter is, he can't help but be scared at the moment, these people definitely have the courage to beat them up and smash their cameras to pieces.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Hao on the rostrum stood up: "Beating reporters in broad daylight, do you really think this is your home?"

The camera turned to Cheng Hao, and the reporters also cast approving expressions at him.

But as soon as Cheng Hao spoke, he angered Sima Feng.

"What's the matter with you here?"

"Comrade journalists were invited by me, and I have the right to protect their safety!"

Cheng Hao's voice fell, and the hound, rat head and others quickly walked into the compound from outside the door.

The two sides can be said to be evenly matched, but the reporters are sandwiched between the two groups, which is very embarrassing.

"Lao Tzu is going to beat them today!" Sima Feng grinned, it was obvious that he didn't really want to beat the reporter, but seeing Cheng Hao's efforts to defend the reporter, he couldn't help but go against him, after all, he had been on fire in his heart.

"Up!" Sima Feng waved his hand.

"Please comrade reporter turn off the camera! I will guarantee your safety!"

Cheng Hao's words seem to be edgeless, but the meaning of the words is very clear, if you dare to shoot it, you will be beaten.

After all, Cheng Hao is a figure with a face in Shenhai City, and the reporters almost made the same decision, turning off the camera and quickly backing away.

The hound and the others moved forward quickly, quickly confronting the others in front of them.

"Reporters, come with me!" the rat head beckoned to the reporters.

Naturally, reporters are not stupid, who wants to stay here, and they all followed the rat head and left directly from behind.

And in the compound, the people led by the hunting dog and Ma Jing were in a mess.

Cheng Hao quickly covered the group's leadership group to leave from behind, and after confirming that everyone was safe, Cheng Hao turned back into the courtyard, leaned against the iron gate and quietly picked up a cigarette.

The mouth kept swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and Cheng Hao's eyes kept on Sima Feng who was outside the crowd opposite.

Originally, Cheng Hao was not going to do it today, but Sima Feng's people made the first move, and Cheng Hao was naturally not used to it, and he still held that breath in his heart.

And Sima Feng, who was outside the crowd, seemed to be staring at Cheng Hao as well, and both of them looked at each other with hateful eyes, and their battle intent ignited in an instant.

Cheng Hao threw the cigarette butt to the ground, stomped it out with his toes, and then stared at Sima Feng with a pair of eyes like hungry wolves.

The two men rushed at each other at the same time, raising their anger to the maximum.

Next to the scuffled crowd, the two men quickly clashed.

Without any suspense, Sima Feng was kicked to the ground by Cheng Hao.

"Tom!" Sima Feng stood up again with a carp.

And when he hadn't completely balanced his body, Cheng Hao suddenly jumped over, turned around, and kicked out.

"Tom!" Sima Feng flipped to the ground again.

Cheng Hao rode on Sima Feng's body unceremoniously, and his fist smashed on his head like a rammer.

"Ahh

Cheng Hao's body was flexible in the end, and he quickly got up to dodge this blow, otherwise there would be an extra cut in Cheng Hao's waist at this moment.

"Ahh Sima Feng struggled and grabbed the first attack towards Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao also had a weapon on his boots, but he didn't take it out, because he didn't need to use such a guy to solve Sima Feng's condition.

"Whoosh!" Sima Feng swept his head across.

Cheng Hao quickly bent down and easily dodged the blow.

Then Sima Feng, clenching his head, rushed directly to Cheng Hao, the target was his heart.

Cheng Hao hurriedly retreated, and the speed of the two people was almost balanced.

The next moment, Cheng Hao seemed to have lost his balance, and the whole person leaned back and rolled over.

The corners of Sima Feng's mouth showed a smug smile, he thought that Cheng Hao had fallen.

Although Cheng Hao fell backwards, his foot kicked on Sima Feng's wrist.

"Tom!"

"Ahh

At the end of the battle, Cheng Hao didn't say anything, just expelled the other party out of the taxi company.

There was a cheer in the courtyard, and all the people were in high spirits.

The brand of Mafeng Taxi Company was ripped off at that time, and it was immediately replaced by Haoyu Taxi Company.

That night, Cheng Hao invited guests and took his brothers to Hongchen Group for a meal of nonsense.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, there were only a few people left in the hall, and Cheng Hao left in a hurry when he finished the last glass of wine.

got into the car, and Cheng Hao drove back to the Guan family villa in one go.

After parking the car, Cheng Hao staggered into the living room, people were in good spirits on happy occasions, and the wine was indeed a little high today.

The next morning, after Cheng Hao left the house, he drove to a KTV in the city.

strode into the KTV, Cheng Hao pushed the door and entered the private room.

"The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky join the Beidou!" the wolf-like roar of the hound almost pierced everyone's ears.

Cheng Hao went in with his ears covered, and the rat head saw the situation and kicked the hound on the ground: "Don't sing it!"

"What's wrong?" the hound got up from the ground and yelled with the microphone: "What's wrong with Lao Tzu's singing?

The rat head scolded: "Our brother is here!"

"Oh!" the hound nodded, then put down the microphone, and several people gathered around Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao received the call, Hu Jing said that he would come in a while, Cheng Hao hung up the phone with a smile.

If it was really just Hu Jing, Cheng Hao didn't need to make such a big show, but Cheng Hao didn't know this woman after all, who she could bring here, and whether there would be a conflict between the two sides, this was unknown.

"Keep singing!" Cheng Hao snapped his fingers with a smile.

After a song, the hound sat down on the sofa tired and drank heavily.

Soon the microphone was taken away by the rat's head, and the first thing this guy did when he took the microphone was to criticize the hunting dog, saying that his singing was worse than a dog's barking, and all kinds of filthy words were used over and over again.

"If you can't sing well, I'll put the microphone in your mouth!"

"Hahaha!" several people burst into laughter.

"Fool!" Rat Head snorted coldly: "Let you know what the real God of Song is!"

After that, the rat head ordered a Journey to the West ending song "Dare to Ask Where the Road Is".

The rat's head sang an affectionate voice, but the voice was on par with that of the hound, and even Weiss covered his ears and did not dare to listen.

"La-la-la!" the rat head roared, "dare to ask where the road is?"

"Squeak!" the door of the private room was pushed open, and Hu Jing appeared at the door.

"Hey, where are the monsters running?" The rat head jumped in front of Hu Jing with a roar: "Hand over my master!" 166 Reading Network