The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 330
"What are you doing! Open the door!"

"Don't squeeze the ones behind!"

More and more people flocked to the door, clamoring to go out, Quan Lang pressed his back against the crack of the door, Jun's face flushed, "Damn it! I'm almost squeezed out!"

The aura on Jiang Ting's body was much more frightening. The ace of Agent Ace was released, like a door god.

It stood there viciously, and the surrounding area suddenly became much wider, and no one dared to approach it rashly.

In the crowd, a young reporter saw a person sharply and exclaimed, "Isn't this Qiao Mengxue?! She's all right?"

The little reporter's voice fell, and all the guests looked over in surprise.

Then they saw... Qiao Mengxue, who they thought was crushed to death by the crystal lamp, was standing in the crowd with a face full of horror, instinctively wanting to go out.

His jet-black hair was covered with debris, and there were several bloodstains on his face cut by broken glass, as if he had been greatly frightened, and his whole body was a little numb and dazed.

Sensing that everyone was gathering around, Qiao Mengxue covered her ears and muttered to herself, "Don't ask! I didn't do it..."

The people around were full of sympathy, Qiao Mengxue must have been irritated!

Yi Bingde stared blankly at the surrounded Qiao Mengxue, since she was fine, then Xiao Wu...

Hope had just risen in his heart, and his eyes fell on the blurred bloodstain under the white pendant lamp and the corner of the black suit material, and his eyes were full of despair.

Hu Zhicheng glanced at the bloodstain, and came over hypocritically to comfort him, "Don't be too sad, Mr. Yi, this natural and man-made disaster cannot be avoided, and no one can say for sure about fate!"

Song Shiying stood up instantly, with tears in her eyes, and said angrily in a hoarse voice, "Hu Zhicheng, shut up!"

Song Shiying has always maintained an elegant posture in front of people, and has never lost her manners. Probably because of extreme grief and indignation, her voice suddenly rose.

"Heh... I'm kind enough to comfort you. Ms. Song is so ignorant of flattery. It's really chilling."

Hu Zhicheng snorted coldly, stopped putting on airs, and wanted to leave with his hands behind his back, talking to himself disdainfully, "A trash with a useless head, it's easy to die, why don't we cry?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it wasn't too low either. The faces of the two brothers, Yi Yang and Yi Xianshu, instantly darkened.

"you wanna die!"

Yi Yang rushed forward and punched him on the jaw, knocking out a tooth immediately.

Hu Zhicheng clutched his cheeks in labor pain, and became angry from embarrassment, and rushed to fight him.

The two rolled on the ground, and soon, Yi Yang gained the upper hand, and punched him in the face with a fierce fist, "I'll kill you! You're so short!"

Seeing this scene, the reporters instinctively raised their cameras to make a big fuss by taking pictures, and thinking of the terrifying background of the Yi family, they all pretended not to see it with lingering fear.

Yi Xianshu knew the skill of the fourth child in his heart, and he was not worried that he would lose at all, allowing Hu Zhicheng to be beaten into a pig's head without making a sound to stop him.

Yi Yang punched him in the stomach, Hu Zhicheng felt that his internal organs were about to be displaced, spit out a mouthful of turbid liquid, and wiped his mouth angrily.

good boy!
After all, he is a respectable boss in the market, he values ​​face the most, and he actually fights him in front of so many big shots!

Hu Zhicheng suddenly laughed, "Why, where did I say something wrong? Your brother is an incompetent trash! What a piece of shit. A genius, I think, is mediocre right! Hahaha..."

(End of this chapter)