"What? When you get money from an unknown nouveau riche, you feel that you have no worries about food and clothing? Don't want to say anything? Zhang Man's silence only made Feng Xiaoyu even angrier.

"Tell me, isn't Song Hui's kung fu in bed very powerful, or how can you coax Zhou Huimei's master and servant to go around?"

"Shame on you!" When Zhang Man heard Feng Xiaoyu slandering Song Hui like this, he rushed out and scolded in a hurry.

"Smack!" A resounding slap in the face.

Feng Xiaoyu slapped Zhang Man fiercely.

The people in the entire hot pot restaurant were stunned, even Zhou Liang, who had just come down from the private room on the second floor, was a little surprised, he didn't expect Feng Xiaoyu to really beat a woman in public.

"You are a lowly escort girl and still have the face to say that I am shameless?!" Feng Xiaoyu's anger has not subsided.

Zhang Man covered her hot face and shed tears, but she didn't expect that she couldn't get rid of this scoundrel-like rich second generation after leaving the crown.

At this time, the kitchen of the hot pot restaurant suddenly rushed out of a burly man, about thirty years old, the man's name is Zhang Qiang, the head chef of the hot pot restaurant, responsible for the core part of the hot pot restaurant - fried base.

Zhang Qiang held a big spatula and said to Feng Xiaoyu, "Damn, dare to make trouble in our store?" ”

Feng Xiaoyu learned to be smart this time, seeing that Zhang Qiang's posture was not a soft persimmon, he restrained his arrogance and replied: "I have some personal grudges with her, and they have nothing to do with your hot pot restaurant!" ”

Zhang Qiang is stupid, he feels that his brain is a little insufficient, could it be that the store manager had emotional entanglements with him before? Then it's really inconvenient for me to interfere!

Zhou Liang took advantage of Zhang Qiang's momentary stunned moment, and hurriedly signaled Feng Xiaoyu to leave quickly, after all, as long as Zhang Man said that he didn't know Feng Xiaoyu, Zhang Qiang would definitely choose to believe Zhang Man without hesitation.

And if it weren't for Song Hui's promotion, Zhang Man would indeed be just a cheap tool to vent his anger from beginning to end. However, it was precisely because of Song Hui's promotion that she suffered another unwarranted disaster.

If you don't leave, you will suffer, and those who know the times are Junjie!

Feng Xiaoyu didn't say a word, and ran away in the car.

Song Hui walked around the crown and was not so nervous. He took a taxi to the hot pot restaurant, happily carried two large watermelons into the door and said to Zhang Man.

"It's really hot today, I'll invite everyone to eat watermelon when I'm done for a while!"

"Hmm." Zhang Man's voice was a little hoarse.

Song Hui raised his head and stared at her and asked, "What's wrong?" Got a cold? ”

"Sort of!" Zhang Man lowered his head and replied with his right hand covering his cheek.

"How do I think you have a toothache?"

Zhang Man didn't say anything.

"What's going on?" Song Hui felt that something was wrong, Zhang Man didn't even look at him when he talked to him, and then looked at the other employees in the store with strange expressions. When I entered the door just now, I saw two little waiters hiding in the corner and whispering, and when I saw myself, I shut up and didn't speak.

"It's nothing, I just have inflamed gums and a little swollen face." Zhang Man hurriedly covered up. She didn't want Song Hui to know what had just happened, Song Hui had done enough for their mother and daughter.

"Then take your hand off and I'll take a look." Song Hui saw that her hand covered the right side of her face tightly, how could she think about it and feel that something was wrong.

Seeing that Song Hui had no intention of giving up, Zhang Man hurriedly pretended to take something and turned around and walked to the back kitchen.

Who knew that Song Hui followed persistently again.

Song Hui just wanted to ask, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the head chef Zhang Qiang looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Master Zhang, come on." Song Hui said to Zhang Qiang.

"Master Zhang..." Zhang Man wanted to stop it, but it was too late, Zhang Qiang was a straight northern man, and he couldn't hold it back for a long time.

"Boss, just now a rich second generation who drove an Audi A6 slapped the store manager!"

The rich second generation who drives an Audi A6? Feng Xiaoyu? How dare he chase after here to bully Zhang Man?!

Song Hui walked up to Zhang Man and removed the hand she was covering her face, and he saw that Zhang Man's entire right side of his face was swollen! Five clear finger prints are impressive!

It's going to have to be fought so hard! How ruthless! How desperate you have to be as a man to lay such a heavy hand on an innocent woman!

This woman who swallowed her anger has long been tortured by real life, but the tragic encounter has not worn out the stubbornness in her bones, and now you have to trample on her last remaining dignity again and again?!

Song Hui didn't say a word, and an uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes, like an enraged lion.

Zhang Man, who originally wanted to persuade him, was so frightened by Song Hui's appearance at the moment that he couldn't speak.

Feng Xiaoyu, if you are angry, you can come to Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu is competing with you in a bright and bright way!

Those photos weren't sent by me Song Hui at all, you can't find me, you can't do anything about me, so you just cut the woman next to me?!

It's just a beast!

Feng Xiaoyu, you have touched my bottom line! Today I want to educate you for your father!

Song Hui rushed directly to the classroom, and when class was about to start, Feng Xiaoyu was sleeping on his seat in a decadent manner.

Lu Tingting had already ignored him, which made him very frustrated.

Damn, hit a woman in public, you still have the face to sleep!

Song Hui's anger churned in his chest, kicked over the tables and chairs blocking the road, walked straight to Feng Xiaoyu, and picked up Feng Xiaoyu in his sleep.

The whole class was frightened, and Song Hui's eyes were as vicious as if they were about to kill Feng Xiaoyu.

Feng Xiaoyu was carried sluggish for a few seconds before he reacted.

"Damn, Song Hui, you still dare to appear in front of Lao Tzu?!" Feng Xiaoyu scolded while trying to break free of Song Hui's hand holding his collar.

But Song Hui's strength was obviously much stronger than him, and because of the blessing of extreme anger, he couldn't break away from Song Hui's iron pincer-like one-handed with his two hands.

Song Hui slapped Feng Xiaoyu on the right side of his face, and the sound of this slap was enough to shock everyone present!

Song Hui actually slapped Feng Shao in public!

Lu Tingting was also shocked, she had broken up with Feng Xiaoyu, she hated Song Hui for passing on her photos to passers-by, but she hated Feng Xiaoyu who took the photos even more. A woman's reputation is more important than anything else, although she Lu Tingting worships money, she has not fallen to the point where she doesn't care about her name.

Lu Tingting sat in her seat with an expression of indifference, this has become a war between two men!

"Do you know why I hit you?" Song Hui's voice rolled like thunder.

"Grass and mud horse, Lao Tzu doesn't care why you are, you dare to beat Lao Tzu Lao Tzu wants you to die!" Feng Xiaoyu used his hands and feet like crazy, tried to pull his collar back with both hands, and kicked straight towards Song Hui's knee with his right foot.

Song Hui didn't have time to dodge and was kicked firmly, but at this moment he didn't feel pain at all.

He shook off Feng Xiaoyu's collar, took a step back, and kicked him in the stomach like lightning.

This kick was very ruthless, and directly kicked Feng Xiaoyu into a big prawn!

Feng Xiaoyu was so pained that he couldn't speak.

Song Hui didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, he stepped forward and pressed him to the ground, Feng Xiaoyu struggled sideways desperately, Song Hui directly pressed with his knees, and locked his whole body with his hands and feet.

"You want me to die? Do you have what it takes?! Song Hui asked sharply.

Feng Xiaoyu began to shout: "Jiang Renwei, are you fucking dead!" "The slightly more powerful followers are not in his own class, he can only count on Jiang Renwei.

Jiang Renwei, who was stunned, heard Feng Xiaoyu's shout, and a spirit raised his stool and stood up, and before he could step forward, Zhu Pengfei and Cai Bolin stood in front of him.

Jiang Renwei, who was already lacking in confidence, instantly put down the stool in his hand in despair and sat down honestly.

Feng Shao, it's not that I don't help you, how can I fight two people by myself?

"Smack!" Another resounding slap slapped Feng Xiaoyu's face.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Song Hui asked again.

"Song Hui, Lao Tzu is going to cut you with a thousand knives!" Feng Xiaoyu shouted like killing a pig, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Smack!" Or a resounding slap in the face.

"Ahh your whole family! ”

"Smack!"

"Ahhh It's painful to die! Feng Xiaoyu spit out a mouthful of donated blood from his mouth, and he vaguely saw a tooth mixed in the blood.

"Give you one last chance, do you know why I hit you?" Song Hui continued to ask, without any sign of letting him go.

"Yes!" Feng Xiaoyu said unwillingly, saying that he knew why he beat him, which was actually equivalent to making him admit his previous mistakes.

"Smack!" Another slap in the face.

"Song Hui, I'm your ancestors for eighteen generations! Lao Tzu has already said that you still fight! Feng Xiaoyu was in tears, the corners of his mouth were mixed with blood, and he was on the verge of collapse.

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