Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4497 His little fairy (2)

Rong Jincheng walked over, put the wine bottle on the table, and asked, "Would you like a drink?"

"Open a bottle." Someone said.

Rong Jincheng lowered his head and opened the wine.

The whole private room was shrouded in a layer of white mist and dim light, and it was hazy, with all kinds of teasing laughter remaining in my ears.

At this moment, a man pushed away the woman beside him, straightened his back, and looked at Rong Jincheng.

This piercing gaze made Rong Jincheng aware, and when he looked up, it was Pan Wenguang.

Enemy road is narrow.

Rong Jincheng knew that Pan Wenguang recognized him.

Sure enough, Pan Wenguang took a drag on his cigarette and beckoned, "Come here."

Rong Jincheng didn't go there, but opened a bottle of wine.

Pan Wenguang's injury has healed, and the bruises on his face have long since disappeared, but he looked at Rong Jincheng with vicious and evil eyes.

"Master Pan told you to go over there!" Someone yelled, "Don't whine, go over there!"

"I have other work, sorry." With that said, Rong Jincheng was about to go out.

Pan Wenguang stood up, strode over to block Rong Jincheng's way, his eyes locked on Rong Jincheng's face, and he smiled grimly: "You don't listen to what I say? Do you want money? I will give you money."

As he spoke, Pan Wenguang took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few US dollars and waved them in front of Rong Jincheng's eyes.

"Those who come to work here must be short of money. I have plenty of money, but you have to please me."

"No need!" Rong Jincheng gritted his teeth, almost saying every word.

Rong Jincheng also looked up at Pan Wenguang. He knew that Pan Wenguang was deliberately embarrassing.

This time, Pan Wenguang relied on his numbers.

Eyes met, sparks flew.

"Hey, Master Pan, you really don't have face, even a small waiter dares to refuse you." Everyone booed.

"What is the duty of the waiter here?" Pan Wenguang asked deliberately, "Is it just serving tea and water?"

"You'd better not bully others too much." Rong Jincheng warned implicitly, his voice hoarse.

"I'm still bullying you today." Pan Wenguang waved his hands in an arrogant and stern tone, "Come here, you guys, beat him to death! I'll be the one who kills me!"

Pan Wenguang's eyes were scarlet, he wanted to wash away his previous shame.

Back then he was pushed to the ground by Rong Jincheng and beat him, but today was a coincidence that he happened to meet Rong Jincheng.

Rong Jincheng seemed to be messing around badly.

Pan Wenguang was even more confident.

When the men heard Pan Wenguang's order, they immediately geared up.

Someone punched Rong Jincheng!
Rong Jincheng dodged.

Pan Wenguang stood watching the show, smoking a cigarette, and playfully exhaled white mist.

His strong body was hidden in the darkness, and he took a leisurely look at Rong Jincheng's expression, as if he was pleased with what he saw and was very proud of it.

Several women ran to his side in fear and approached him: "Master Pan, what's the matter? I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid, I don't like this man."

The room was filled with the sound of fighting.

No matter what happens in the private room, no one cares about it outside.

Rong Jincheng fought four people alone, and soon, his physical strength was exhausted, so he held on and threw his fist at the crowd.

Those men were not vegetarian either, they punched Rong Jincheng's body and face.

"Crackling", all the red wine on the table was broken, the ground was in a mess, and even the light of the chandelier seemed to be shaking.

Pan Wenguang was smoking a cigarette and was far away from the fighting place. He was really happy to see Rong Jincheng being beaten, his eyes were swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

fight him?
(End of this chapter)