Chapter 633 The sad Ma Weiming (ask for subscription, reward)

Ma Weiming didn't think that these people were coming to him, so he had already taken out the phone and dialed out: "Hey, Xiaohong, are you free tonight?"

"Yo, Brother Ma thinks of people again~~"

A charming voice came from the phone.

"Oriental Star 201 tonight, let's see you there~·"

Ma Weiming and the two were tired of it, and the group had already come to him and beat him up.

"Brother Cheng, is this the king and the eight calves?!"

A yellow-haired gangster, staring at a pair of panda eyes that was beaten by Ji Chang, pointed to Ma Weiming, who was on the phone, and asked.

"I'll take a look, it's a bit like, eighty percent can't be wrong!"

Cheng Daqiang tilted his head, looked at the mobile phone picture sent by Ji Chang, and compared it with Ma Weiming in front of him. Several other thugs also leaned over their heads, looked at the photos together, compared them again, and nodded in unison!

"Brother Cheng, it's this!"

A gangster is finally confirmed.

Huang Mao stepped forward unceremoniously and grabbed Ma Weiming's collar, "Damn it, it's a chicken, and it's a special appointment~~~ Cannon! You are a king and a calf playing with a lot of tweed~~"

"Let go of me. Who are you?!"

Ma Weiming hurriedly hung up the phone, pretending to be tough, but his eyes trembled a little.

What the hell are these guys doing?

"Let go of you, hey, Lao Tzu's injuries are not in vain?" Huang Mao grinned, and unceremoniously stepped forward with a fist and bombarded this guy's stomach.

Ma Weiming was in pain, and immediately his waist arched into shrimp, his face was blue and protruding, and his eyes stared at these people widely: "Brothers, are you looking for the wrong person?"

"Who the hell is with your brother!!"

Cheng Daqiang held back the fire in his heart, went up with a kick, and directly kicked the shriveled calf on the ground and turned over a few times, "Ma Weiming, what Lao Tzu is looking for is you a king and eight calves!"

Seeing that these people were not good, Ma Weiming, who had just gotten up from the ground, had a frightened face, and hurriedly smiled: "Brother, no, big brother, several big brothers, I, I don't know you, why are you beating me?!!"

There was a kind of commotion at the door, and the employees of the mobile phone business hall saw it, but they were all looking at the lively posture, presumably this deflated calf was usually not a good person, and there was no one to help call the police.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know us, but Brother Lao Tzu knows you, and he can't run away from you if he turns into ashes!"

Cheng Daqiang's face was annoyed and ruthless, and he waved his hand, "Take this shriveled calf to the green belt next to it, and train it well!"

Ma Weiming just wanted to struggle, but he was hit in the stomach again by a punch, and he couldn't come up for a long time, and he didn't even have a chance to shout for help.

was directly carried away by a few thugs with arms and legs.

In a remote green belt, a few gangsters and Cheng Daqiang surrounded Ma Weiming, and without saying a word, they beat him up first.

In less than two minutes, the deflated calf was already blue and swollen, crying and calling for his mother, as if his father and mother were so angry that they passed away on Chinese New Year's Eve the spot.

Bald hair, there are not a few hairs, but now it's good, I don't know which gangster actually pulled this calf into a bald donkey, the kind that is completely bald.

It just can't be as shiny as a 1,000-watt bulb.

Because these gangsters are ruthless, they all pulled out Ma Weiming's scalp and was bloodstained.

His eyes were swollen and narrowed into two lines, and his mouth was swollen like a sausage: "A few people, a few masters, why are you beating me?!!"

Ma Weiming felt that he was wronged.

Aggrieved, and two teeth were missing, and his speech was a little leaky.

He really didn't know what had offended these people.

And these people don't seem to be doing it for money, if it's really for money, you can just ask him to pay money. But as soon as they met, they were beaten on their heads and faces.

This...... Hell, who can play?!

Cheng Daqiang waved his hand and asked his gangsters to stop beating people, and immediately two clever gangsters stepped forward and set up Ma Weiming, who had a blue nose and swollen face.

Cheng Daqiang stretched out his hand and pulled the big backpack handed over by the gangster, tore it open with a hiss, and opened his mouth towards Ma Weiming: "Do you know what this is?"

"Mobile phone!"

Ma Weiming is a little puzzled.,That's what Lao Tzu does.,How can you not know it.,And these are all domestic mobile phones with good performance.,It's just that the version is old.。。

"Well, it's good to know!"

Cheng Daqiang nodded, casually threw the backpack in front of Ma Weiming, and then took out a stack of thick invoices from his trouser pocket, opened one, and put it in front of Ma Weiming: "Do you know what this is?"

"Mobile phone invoice!"

Ma Weiming replied a little slurred, and then squinted at the printed signature on it with a pair of line eyes, and immediately his eyes barely widened.

The whole person couldn't help but tremble.

"This invoice...... I drove it, and I sold the mobile phone, how could it be in the hands of several masters??"

Ma Weiming was puzzled, the flesh on her face couldn't help but twitch, and she subconsciously cursed angrily in her mouth, "It's Zhang Yueyue's little slut who sold you ?!!"

"What the hell, you still curse people?!!"

Cheng Daqiang didn't speak, and the yellow-haired gangster kicked the calf's ass from behind, almost kicking Ma Weiming's old waist.

"Uh......"

Ma Weiming was stunned again, how could a little slut know these gangsters?

"Do you know who your brothers are?"

Cheng Daqiang pointed his thumb towards himself and grinned.

"I don't know!"

Ma Weiming nodded honestly.

Syllable!

Cheng Daqiang went up and slapped him, Ma Weiming's already swollen face, but at this moment, he puffed up three points again, and saw Cheng Daqiang stretch out his right arm, and on his arm, a tattoo with the thickness of chopsticks appeared.

I only heard Cheng Daqiang pointing to the tattoo on his arm, and glared at Ma Weiming angrily: "Such a big green dragon, why can't you see it!!"

But just now, this deflated calf didn't raise its arm at all, how could Ma Weiming see it? What is the thickness of chopsticks, is this called a big green dragon?

Ma Weiming just wanted to speak aggrievedly, and then his eyes widened again: "You guys...... You are from the Blue Dragon Society?!!"

At this moment, Ma Weiming immediately showed a frightened expression.

Huang Chuan begged for life, who could not know that the Qinglong Society, the forces that can be on a par with the Badao Society, are playing with momentum?

Why did you provoke the people of the Blue Dragon Society, what the hell, Lao Tzu is too long? Or is it that Zhang Yueyue's little slut is a member of the Blue Dragon Society?

"Masters, what do you want?!!

Ma Weiming was completely speechless, so he could only beg for mercy as much as possible, if they asked for money, they had to give it......

Thanks to the "not worthy of loneliness" classmates for 399 book coins reward,

In the early hours of tomorrow morning, the explosion will be updated, at least twenty chapters~~

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