It shouldn't be him, right?

Hope not this guy.

Li Mengyao doesn't like Huang Dawei, this person is not only lustful, but also heard that he also has special hobbies, relying on his uncle is one of the three tycoons in Shanghai, Boss Huang, he can do evil, and confessed to her many times, but she refused.

Huang Dawei is stingy, and if he wants to chase himself, he is more generous, what do you do with picking? There is no manhood at all, it's just stingy to the house, will there be that woman who likes it?

There is no woman who would like it.

Of course, Li Mengyao's dislike of Huang Dawei is not only stingy, but also some other habits, which are what makes her really disgusted.

But who would be such a big wreath today?

Li Mengyao was very surprised, and then Meimu glanced around, but she didn't see any hints to her.

But wait.

A young man who looked to be in his late teens and was dressed in a black gown, could it be him?

Probably not, right?

He seems to be a little young.

Brother Childe?

It doesn't look like it, because Gongzi has two or three bodyguards to protect his safety, and he is still so young, it shouldn't be him, it's not him.

Li Mengyao looked past Zhou Weihua and thought that the wreath was not sent by him.

But who could it be?

Li Mengyao could only wait for someone to report it.

"Thank you to the owner of our table 23 for presenting us with a big wreath Miss Li Mengyao." At this time, the wreath of the nightclub's newspaper was delivered from table 23.

Li Mengyao was surprised.

Once again, the eyes fell on the young man on the 23rd.

Is it really him?

But how young is he?

Of course, in addition to being young, the guests at table 23 are really handsome, sunny, and give people a personable feeling.

However, at this time, not only Li Mengyao's surprised gaze fell on Zhou Weihua, but also a glare with an angry gaze staring at him, as if he wanted to devour Zhou Weihua into his stomach.

But Zhou Weihua didn't pay attention to it at all, and then Li Mengyao threw away a look.

"Brother Huang, that kid actually gave a wreath to the woman you like, it seems that he is really tired of it."

"That's right, we have to go over and teach that kid a good lesson, so that he can have a better memory."

"Yes, even Brother Huang's woman wants to soak, I don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has."

"Brother Huang, ask for your instructions."

Several people around Huang Dawei were angry, in fact, everyone was patting Huang Dawei's ass, who made Huang Dawei's uncle one of the three tycoons in Shanghai, although he was not a real uncle, but he was also a cousin, and he had a very good care.

"Let's go, brothers, let's go over and have a look." Huang Dawei immediately listened to his partner's words, and then left the table to look at Zhou Weihua.

Li Mengyao looked at the scene in front of her on stage, her eyebrows frowned, Huang Dawei's guy was going to do it to people again, but she knew that Huang Dawei had done it to many people, and she still had to sing on stage, and she couldn't leave at all.

Hopefully this guy will meet someone awesome.

Pray for the blessing of the gods of heaven, so that Huang Dawei, a bastard, can meet a powerful person, and I, Li Mengyao, will definitely make a promise.

Definitely.

Huang Dawei led people to Zhou Weihua's table No. 23, and then sat down directly.

"I'm sorry, I've got a table here, I don't like to sit with other people, especially men." Zhou Weihua said to Huang Dawei and others.

"You kid is very arrogant, it seems that you don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has." Huang Dawei's younger brother said angrily.

"Who is Lord Ma? Does he have a lot of eyes? Zhou Weihua said that he didn't know, and asked for an explanation.

"Brother Huang, this kid is very dragged, ask me to tell him how many eyes Lord Ma has." One of the younger brothers wanted to stand up for the eldest brother and said.

"Okay, let him know how many eyes Lord Ma has." Huang Dawei felt that Zhou Weihua was completely looking for death, so don't blame him for being polite.

"Hehe, boy, let me tell you how many eyes Lord Ma has." Huang Dawei's little brother raised a wicked smile, and then attacked Zhou Weihua with a punch.

Boom!

At the moment when the fist was about to hit Zhou Weihua, I saw Huang Dawei's person fall to the ground motionless.

What happened?

What just happened?

Can anyone tell me?

Everyone else was confused, and the facts just now were too fast to see clearly.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say you wanted to tell me how many eyes Lord Ma has? Why do you sleep on the ground? Tell me, what's wrong with you? Zhou Weihua asked with a strange expression.

"It seems that you kid is not simple, you dare to attack my people, who are you messing with?" Huang Dawei saw that his own people fell to the ground without seeing it.

"I'm messing with myself." Zhou Weihua said in direct response.

"You kid looks crazy, you don't know who our brother Huang's uncle is, right?" A little brother beside Huang Dawei said directly.

"Oh? Who is his uncle, and does it have anything to do with me? "Zhou Weihua showed a touch on his face, who is his uncle, does it have anything to do with me?

"You, you're an outsider?" The little brother was so frightened that he seemed to be about to jump.

"Of course, how to drop? Are you going to bully outsiders? The expression on Zhou Weihua's face seemed to tell these people: I am a foreigner, and I beg you to bully me.

"Aren't you afraid to tell you, our Brother Huang's uncle is Boss Huang, one of the three tycoons in Shanghai, and now that you have offended our Brother Huang, it is equivalent to offending our Brother Huang, if you are willing to kneel down and kowtow to our Brother Huang to admit your mistakes, maybe we have a lot of Brother Huang, and we will be open to you." Huang Dawei's little brother said very arrogantly.

"Oh, you're going to get me on my knees, and you're more than welcome to do it to me, because I'm going to teach you how to write a dead word." The corners of Zhou Weihua's mouth raised a smug smile.

"You, you dare to ignore Boss Huang, I think you are tired of life." A little brother rushed up and punched Zhou Weihua.

Syllable!

Zhou Weihua grabbed the little brother's attacking fist, and then clenched it hard.

Click!

Huang Dawei's little brother's fist was clenched with a burst of clicks, and the pain made the little brother sweat all over his head.

"Ahh The little brother let out a painful scream.

Click!

Huang Dawei's younger brother's fist was directly pinched and fractured.

Boom!

The little brother was kicked by Zhou Weihua and flew three or four meters, fell to the ground and passed out directly.

"With your little strength, you also want to do evil in Shanghai, I really don't know how to write dead words, and now I will teach you how to do it." A sneer rose at the corner of Zhou Weihua's mouth, and he was suddenly full of murderous intent, and the air around him dropped several degrees.