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"It's fine for you to slander our company, and even expose Director Mei's private affairs to hype up. Does your company still have the bottom line of being a human being? Are you qualified to fight us?"

At the same time, Yang Bing, Wu Yuedong's general, appeared in a nightclub with a few younger brothers. Their goal was the son of Haiyue Media's boss, Mu Si.

But Yang Bing knocked on the door of the private room with a few people. A young man frowned and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Yang Bing squinted his eyes and said, "Is Mousse there? We are his friends."

The young man stepped aside to open the door, turned around and said loudly, "Mousse, your friend is looking for you."

Yang Bing squeezed into the private room, and Mousse looked at Yang Bing in confusion.

"You are Mousse?" Yang Bing picked up a bottle of beer and took a sip.

"Yes, who are you?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Bing's mouth.

"I'm your father!" After saying that, Yang Bing swung the beer bottle on Mousse's head, and Mousse screamed, his head blossomed, and blood flowed down his forehead.

When Mousse's friend saw the fight started, he rushed forward immediately.

"Hit me!" Yang Bing ordered several younger brothers to rush forward immediately. These people were all drawn from the urban management team.

Mousse retreated to the wall, he held a fruit knife in his hand, and kept gesticulating.

"You fucking dare to hit me, do you know who my dad is?"

Yang Bing smiled and asked, "Is your father Li Gang or Li Shuangjiang? Are you Li Qiming or Li Tianyi? Oh, I'm stupid, I was scared."

"My father is the chairman of Haiyue Media, and my uncle is from the Procuratorate."

"Slap!" Yang Bing slapped Mousse's face with his hands.

"I'm stupid, return it to the procuratorate, the one who beat me is the procuratorate, bite my egg?"

"I……"

"Snapped!"

Yang Bing slapped his backhand again.

"I'm next door to you, you fucked up the wrong person with me, idiot!" Yang Bing lifted his leg and put his foot on Mousse's stomach. Mousse screamed and the fruit knife fell to the ground. Tears fell down as I clutched my stomach ache.

Yang Bing grabbed Yang Bing by the neck and pressed him against the wall, then punched Mousse heavily in the stomach, and then let go.

Mousse covered his stomach in pain and sat on the ground slowly against the wall. The punch was so fatal that he couldn't even cry out.

"take away!"

Hotels

Wu Yuedong scooped up a bowl full of hot pot soup base. This bowl of soup was extremely hot, covered with a thick layer of chili, and added a bottle of white wine, a box of pepper powder, and a bottle of white vinegar. The taste was definitely not much better .

Wu Yuedong pushed Tang to Vice President Zhang, then picked up the cup and touched it.

"Let's continue talking after finishing this bowl, and there will be guests later." Wu Yuedong smiled and took a sip of wine.

Vice President Zhang glanced at it without moving, who the hell could drink this bowl?

"It seems that you are dissatisfied, Ah Hao, let's add some entertainment."

Ah Hao understood, he grabbed the young man's hand and pressed it fiercely on the table, the young man wanted to struggle and immediately put two guns on his head.Ah Hao pulled out his dagger and stabbed it on the table.

"Vice President Zhang is unhappy, say something to make him happy, otherwise I will cut off your fingers, and after cutting your fingers, you will cut off your ears and nose." Ah Hao laughed.

The young man cried out immediately.

"Vice President Zhang, drink quickly, drink quickly."

Vice President Zhang was still a little hesitant, he had never seen such a battle before, and his mind was a little dazed, that is, the moment he hesitated, Ahao took up the knife and cut off the young man's little finger.

"Ah!" The young man screamed like a pig butcher, his fingers connected to his heart, and it was no joke that one of them was cut off.

Ah Hao picked up his severed finger and threw it into Vice President Zhang's bowl. Immediately, a smear of blood floated out, with an extremely stench.

"Drink." Wu Yuedong shrugged.

Vice President Zhang almost peed in fright, he didn't even dare to look at his friend, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering.

Although he knew that this bowl must be terrible, Vice President Zhang had no choice. He stretched out his hand to pick up the bowl with difficulty. His hand shook so badly that some soup spilled out.He didn't dare to look at the severed finger in the bowl, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and took a gulp.Immediately, a hot, sour, numbing smell and a strong smell of alcohol and blood came over, making Vice President Zhang feel uncomfortable in his stomach.

"Wow!" Vice President Zhang spat out with a sideways head, the smell was really bad.

"What are you in a hurry for? How is it? It tastes good, doesn't it? How does it feel like a stick in your throat? Have you ever thought about other people's feelings when you're sick of them? You're like a dog, you really think you're an onion, like me You are still young to play fairy dance."

At this time Yang Bing came back, and Mu Si was kicked in like a dead dog with blood all over his face.

Vice President Zhang was dumbfounded looking at Mousse, and Mousse also looked at Vice President Zhang. Even Mousse has been arrested, and if things get serious, he might give him away.

"Does Vice President Zhang know this person? Mousse, isn't that right, the son of your boss Wang, isn't it surprising?"

Seeing the shotgun mousse, he was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe.

"What do you have to come to me, he is still a child."

"Hehe, you are quite a man." Wu Yuedong walked up to Mousse with a shotgun, raised the gun and pointed it at Mousse's chest.

Mousse's face instantly turned pale, and his legs began to tremble.

"If I pull the trigger, the bullet will explode your head. With a bang, your head will be exploded like a watermelon, your brains will splatter everywhere, and the pain will only be momentary."

Mousse's legs trembled even more.

"You... don't kill me, I... my father is very rich, he will give you whatever you want." Mousse stammered.

"Oh, really? Get down on your knees and call me daddy."

Mousse knelt on the ground.

"father!"

"Don't shout, I don't have a son as big as you, I think it's better to kill you, to save trouble."

Vice President Zhang stood still and didn't dare to move. He had seen what cruelty meant. This group of people disregarded human life and took pleasure in torturing others. If he had known earlier, he would not have provoked them.

"Please don't kill me, I don't want to die yet, don't kill me, please, Dad!"

A stream of yellow water came out from under Mousse's crotch, and this guy was so frightened that he urinated.

"Counsel, it's all your father's fault." Wu Yuedong moved his gun down and pointed it at Mousse's crotch.

Mousse tightened her crotch tightly and kept begging.

Wu Yuedong threw a dagger in front of Mousse, and said, "Go, I'll let you go if you kill Vice President Zhang, or I'll blow your head off!"

Mousse hesitated and grabbed the dagger. He watched Vice President Zhang trembling all over, but he couldn't make a move.

"Don't act recklessly!" Vice President Zhang stepped back slowly, he didn't expect Wu Yuedong to punish him like this.

Mousse slowly approached with the dagger in hand.

"Vice President Zhang, you can't blame me." Mousse rushed up and stabbed him with a knife. Vice President Zhang turned sideways to avoid the dagger and stabbed him into his thigh.