The transformation of yin and yang grass

Chapter 58 A61, when the gun
"Hey, grandpa, there is..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the shouting over there.

"You can, get out of here right now, and bring those few here together." Old Li's unquestionable voice reminded Li Qianghua's body of trembling, and he said quickly, "Grandpa, listen to my explanation..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you all come here, everyone, I mean everyone, if one person is missing, you will give me two layers of skin tonight." After finishing speaking, he hung up.

The remaining few people looked at each other in blank dismay, the matter was serious, and then looked at Wang Zi, his eyes couldn't help showing the expression of panic, a phone call alarmed Mr. Li.

Not long after, Hu Qiao and Yu Chun's phone rang. After receiving the call, they were scolded and told to go now.

What kind of person is this, who made those high-ranking people in his family go to war so violently with just one phone call?
In fact, Wang Zi is also a little puzzled, it seems a bit too much, right?

Sitting in Wang Huayang's sports car, she was not as high-spirited as she was at the beginning, and she always felt that something was wrong. They seemed to be too kind to her.

Seeing Wang Zi's pensive look, Wang Huayang didn't bother her and concentrated on driving. He was actually taken aback by today's incident. He was just here for a party, but things got out of hand, and this person is his junior. , The energy is so great, a phone call, and the older generation immediately found it.

Half an hour later, Mr. Li's house.

A group of old people sat on the top, and a group of young people stood below, with their heads down, as if they had done something wrong.

The matter seemed to be made a little big by her, and she was just looking for an excuse to vent, but looking at the situation in front of her, she felt that it couldn't be better.

"Tell me, do you know what you did wrong!" Mr. Li said calmly, but the more this happened, the more cold sweat would be on Li Qianghua's forehead. He would rather the other party get angry than this indifferent.

"I...I..." Li Qianghua was very nervous and stuttered.

"What about you? Forget it. I guess you don't know. From now on, go to a small company under your father's management. Don't come to see me because of the staff and cadres." Li The old man interrupted him directly, and waved his hand like chasing flies.

With mixed feelings in his heart, Li Huaqiang struggled for a long time before bowing his head and saying "yes".

Several other people were reprimanded by these old men one by one. As for Xue Huihuang and Sun Benzhengming standing beside them, sweating profusely, it was the first time they saw such a big battle. These old men used to be on TV The big people who often appear on the Internet, the existence that even their parents can hardly match, and they have seen it now, but the impression left by this is not very good.

Sitting on the side of Wang Zi, the cells in his brain died piece by piece. Looking at the situation here, he seemed to understand something.

If she guessed right, these old grandpas wanted to take the opportunity to teach their descendants a lesson, lest they fool around all day long, and they would almost be useless.

Take this opportunity to suppress and teach them a lesson. If it is good, the effect will be very good, and it will be good for these people's growth in the future.

After training for an hour, the old people felt a little tired, so they drove them all out, together with Xue Huihuang and Sun Benzhengming, and ignored them at all.

"Well, let's teach them a lesson." After Xiao Bei left, the old people said to Wang Zi as if they were asking for a reward.

Wang Zi responded with a big roll of eyes, "Don't you just want to take the opportunity to teach them a lesson, don't say it as if everything is for my own good."

"Half and half! Haha!" Old man Wang said with a haha.

That was the case at this time, but Wang Zi felt like he was being used as a gun, and he was a little aggrieved.

After dinner at Mr. Li's house, I returned to Pan Xiaoyun's villa. The villa was brightly lit. Needless to say, Big Breasted Cloud came back.

As soon as I pushed the door away, I saw Pan Xiaoyun lying on the sofa in her most comfortable position. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and glanced, and said lazily, "I'm back, where did you go to play today? I haven't done it all day. I saw you coming in."

"What? Is there something wrong?" Wang Zi asked casually.

"It's nothing, I just heard about your glorious deeds in school, tsk tsk tsk, it made people cry." Pan Xiaoyun smacked her lips.

"The other party wanted to hit me with a gun. If he didn't beat me up, how could he treat me." Wang Zi said righteously.

"Well, I just want to say, well done! If anyone dares to find fault, just beat him to death." Pan Xiaoyun waved his white and tender fists as he spoke.

At first, I thought Pan Xiaoyun was going to blame me, but I didn't expect that she would say that. Wang Zi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "So, do I seem to be the one who suffers?"

"By the way, what's the matter this morning, why didn't you come to pick me up?"

"I'm a little busy, can't you come back by yourself?"

"It was Grandpa Wang's grandson who brought it back."

"He, I heard that his style is not very good."

"I know, but if you give him the courage, will he dare to provoke me?"

"That's right, I really don't dare to provoke you. No one in the entire Demon City dares to provoke you, as long as you don't die." Pan Xiaoyun nodded, agreed with Wang Zi's words, and added.

"It's been a long time since I've broadcast live. Come on, let's do a live broadcast tonight." Pan Xiaoyun's words suddenly changed, so Wang Zi didn't turn around, so Pan Xiaoyun dragged her to the live broadcast.

Looking at the room with few followers, Pan Xiaoyun didn't care. His live broadcast was just a hobby, and he didn't intend to make money.

She showed her face in the live broadcast room, and went back to the room resentfully. She couldn't bear to watch those bullet screens, so she better leave.

The next day, I went to school early, and then started salting fish.

No one in the school dared to provoke her anymore, and likewise, no one dared to play with her. Except for a tall sheep, Wang Zi really didn't have anyone to play with at school, he might as well be a salted fish.

Sleeping on the table during class (practice?!), or talking about ghostly symbols, people can't help but keep a respectful distance, for fear of being infected.

Liu Zilan and Li Ling in the same dormitory can only treat this maverick roommate with a distant attitude. They are good students at first, how can they stay with poor students?
Look at Wang Zi, who almost never does homework and hardly listens to class, he is definitely a poor student.

The students at this time are still very innocent. Good students play with good students, and poor students play together. They all have their own circles. Money is not that realistic yet.

They also saw that Wang Zi must be not simple, but it was just that her family was not simple, and she was not herself, so Wang Zi had the title of second generation again.

The simple days passed like this, and the National Day came in a blink of an eye, and the seven-day holiday was full of joy.

Of course, in Wang Zi's eyes, there is no difference between having a holiday and not having a holiday.

(End of this chapter)