Chapter 106 My fans, you can't afford to mess with them
Of course, Zhao Haobian is still very measured.

If Zhao Hao was indecisive and used his real strength to beat up Deng Wu, Deng Wu would have already burped.

At this moment, Deng Wu on the ground, although his body was turned upside down by the beating, and his brain seemed to be about to explode in pain, he was still conscious.

Deng Wu, who was in pain, began to give in: "Zhao Hao, I know how to write the word 'death'!"

Zhao Hao moved his feet away from Deng Wu's head, lifted Deng Wu's body, and threw him onto the chairs beside the tables.

After that, Zhao Hao pointed to the paper and pen on the table, and said coldly: "Since you know how to write the word 'death', then write one for me to see!"

"Yes! I write!"

Deng Wu's right hand had already been broken by Zhao Hao.

At this moment, Deng Wu had no choice but to stretch out his left hand, and tremblingly wrote the crooked word "death".

Zhao Hao grabbed the paper, looked at it, and said with a sneer, "Hmph! Why do you write the word 'death' so ugly! A three-year-old child can write more beautifully than you, right? How dare you write such an ugly character?" Write it out to disgust me?"

tear it up!

Zhao Hao tore this piece of paper to pieces.

Afterwards, Zhao Hao said in a cold voice: "Deng Wu, tell yourself, is it the word on my signature that is better, or your word 'death'?"

How could Deng Wu dare to talk back: "Master Hao, of course it's your signature!"

Zhao Hao pointed to a pile of confetti on the ground—the confetti left by Deng Wu when he tore up Zhao Hao's signature, and said, "Don't call me Lord, I feel disgusted! If you really can't find someone to call you, you can Call me handsome! Since you also know that my signature is so beautifully written, why did you tear it up?"

Deng Wu mourned: "Big handsome guy, I dare not tear your signature off again!"

Zhao Hao threw a cigarette butt on the ground, then stomped it hard with his sneakers, and then said coldly: "How dare you bully Huang Xiaowan, don't you know that Huang Xiaowan is my first fan of Zhao Hao? Are my fans something you can afford?
You, come here immediately, and eat these torn signatures for me, otherwise, the cigarette butt I stepped on will be your fate today! "

"Ah, you told me to eat paper?" Deng Wu suddenly exclaimed in disgust.

Deng Wu spit on the pile of torn autographs and stepped on them vigorously, but they were dirty and disgusting. Of course, Deng Wu couldn't eat them.

Zhao Hao smiled lightly: "That's nonsense, I didn't tell you to eat paper, did I tell me to eat paper myself? Someone who had the guts to tear up my signature, now I don't have the guts to eat paper? Hmph, how did you know that this signature is very important to Huang? For Xiao Wan, it was hard won, but you tore it up in the end, how unreasonable it is!"

Deng Wu covered his mouth with his left hand, feeling very sick, and stood up with difficulty, wanting to take the opportunity to escape.

"Deng Wu, do you want to eat?"

While Zhao Hao was speaking, he had already moved in front of Deng Wu, leaned over and removed a wooden table leg.

Deng Wu knew that he was definitely not Zhao Hao's opponent, he was already frightened to death, and he had no energy to fight Zhao Hao, so he could only mourn: "Big handsome guy, please spare me, I can give you money, but I beg you Don't let me eat paper."

Buzz!
Zhao Hao turned the table leg, and a fan-shaped flower appeared on the table leg again.

Zhao Hao caught the table leg again, raised the table leg high, and said angrily: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I'll give you one last chance! If you are willing to eat the pile of paper scraps that you tore up yourself, I will I can forgive you today. Otherwise, you are completely finished today! Moreover, you should know that I, Zhao Hao, am a man of my word!"

Deng Wu had no choice but to brace himself, walked to the pile of paper scraps step by step, picked up some scraps of paper with his left hand, and threw the scraps of paper into his own mouth.

Well!
So disgusting!
Deng Wu chewed the shredded paper, feeling sick to his stomach, and just wanted to spit it out.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hao's words sounded again: "Don't spit, just swallow it!"

Deng Wu had no choice but to pinch his nose with his left hand, swallowed the scraps of paper with his heart bent.

Only then did Zhao Hao calm down a little bit of anger, and smiled evilly: "Deng Wu, are the scraps of paper delicious?"

Deng Wu's face was twitching, but he said verbally: "En, it's delicious!"

Zhao Hao grinned happily: "Since it's so delicious, you eat that pile of confetti over there too!"

Deng Wu quickly changed his words: "Big handsome guy, no, this confetti is not tasty!"

"Hehe, it doesn't taste good? It doesn't taste good, you still dare to tear my signature and bully my first female fan? How dare you say you have the guts? Do you now know how many eyes I, Zhao Hao, have? " Zhao Hao said.

Deng Wu nodded one after another: "Big handsome guy, I know how many eyes you have!"

Zhao Hao didn't write any ink, pointed at the chef and the proprietress, and said: "I knocked out three teeth of the chef, and beat the proprietress violently, the proprietress still can't stand up now, tell yourselves, what should you do?" ah?"

Deng Wu also felt good: "Big handsome guy, we are willing to lose money, and we promise that we will never bully foreigners like them again."

Zhao Hao nodded, turned his head to the chef and asked, "You lost three teeth, how much do you want them to compensate you?"

The chef is an honest man: "Three teeth, at least 300 medical expenses!"

Zhao Hao sneered: "Hehe, only 300?"

The chef thought for a while, then raised the price a bit: "Then pay me 1000!"

Zhao Hao continued to sneer: "Only 1000? At least 3000! Deng Wu, you pay 3000, do you agree?"

Deng Wu scolded his mother hundreds of times in his heart: Damn, you knocked out seven or eight teeth of labor and capital, don't you want to pay me seven or eight thousand?Why don't you pay for my teeth, but want me to pay for the teeth of such a cook!Are the teeth of labor and capital not teeth?

However, even if Deng Wu was upset, he didn't dare to speak out, let alone ask Zhao Hao to pay him back.

Deng Wu nodded again and again: "3000 is fine, I can afford it!"

The proprietress is a snobbish person, and her mind is spinning fast. Before Zhao Hao could ask a question, she started yelling: "You little bastard, kicked me a few times, it seems that my waist was broken, and now I can't even stand up! Hmph , I will give you less calculations, and at least pay me [-]!"

If Zhao Hao spoke up, at least Deng Wu would have to pay around 5 yuan.

But the proprietress has already spoken, and Zhao Hao can't raise the price deliberately.

So, Zhao Hao asked: "Deng Wu, the total is 13000, can you afford it?"

Deng Wu is a second-rate rich second generation, so he can afford to pay tens of thousands of dollars.

However, Deng Wuyi didn't have so much cash in his pocket.

Deng Wu took out his wallet and motioned for a younger brother to come and count the money for him.

Counting his younger brothers, there were only more than 1000.

Although Deng Wu's younger brothers are not as rich as Deng Wu, they still have a few popular heads in their wallets.

Deng Wu's younger brothers pooled together some money, finally got enough compensation, and handed it over to the proprietress and the chef.

Only then did Deng Wu ask in a low voice: "Big handsome guy, can we go?"

Zhao Hao smiled lightly: "Hmph! Want to leave? Do you think I, Zhao Hao, are a good person?"

"Zhao Hao, we lost the money, and you beat us up, but you still refuse to let us go. What do you want?" Deng Wu said angrily.

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