Fake Prodigal

Chapter 238 Mutation
Zhu Hong and Chu Xiuyan also noticed something unusual, and their faces became strange. Before they could react, a group of disgraced little beggars surrounded the four of them and stretched out a broken bowl.

Seeing this situation, Li Hao almost burst out laughing, the stick is too good to be compared, and signing autographs for old beggars, throwing a lot of money again, causing trouble!
Song Zaixu's face was dark and his hair was full of black lines. He saw a dozen broken bowls and ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping past in front of him. He didn't know that he was in trouble!
"Miss Huang, are there so many beggars here?" Song Zaixu questioned without taking out his wallet.

"Strange, it's rare!" Huang Jiaojiao frowned slightly, regretting that she came to the food stall. She was in charge of entertaining Song Zaixu, accompanied by Zhu Hong and Chu Xiuyan, but she didn't expect to provoke a bunch of beggars.

"Young Master Song, let's save money and avoid disaster!" Zhu Hong gloated, he hated the jerk the most, and Song Zaixu happened to be a super jerk, and seeing Song Zaixu was uncomfortable.

"Young Master Zhu is right, let's just throw the money away." Chu Xiuyan has been in the entertainment circle, she is well-informed, she has never seen anyone, she has never met anything, and she doesn't know. Spending too much and causing trouble.

"Big brother, give me some money, and take pity on us!" The little beggar was even more domineering, hugging Song Zaixu's thighs from left to right, and said sadly.

Song Zaixu had a noble status, so he had never been so angry. When he was threatened while eating, his thighs were hugged, and he was cheating money in an aboveboard manner. He snorted angrily, stood up suddenly, and waved in the blackness of the roadside.

The car door was wide open, and four burly men in uniform suits and sunglasses came out, rushing down the mountain like a tiger, speaking broken Korean, chasing a bunch of little beggars away without causing any disturbance. There is a table next to it.

In a secluded alley, the old beggar had a ferocious expression. Looking at the little beggars with bruised noses and swollen faces, his eyes became colder and colder. The corners of his mouth twitched. He took out a second kick from his arms, lit it and threw it into the night sky. The little beggars He raised his fist and shouted passionately.

"With a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will come to meet each other!

Two loyal and courageous, the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire bring life to life! "

A fiery red firework in the shape of a broken bowl lit up in the night sky. Li Hao happened to see it, pointed at it in surprise, and said in doubt: "It's a strange firework, it's weird!"

"It's a bit like a rice bowl!" Chen Jiaqi said softly, holding a bunch of grilled mushrooms.

Manxiang picked up the big bowl, drank the wine, frowned, his face became strange, and he whispered: "Something is wrong, could it be...?"

Song Zaixu pointed at the gorgeous fireworks lit up in the night sky, and said with a smile, "Miss Jiao, is today a holiday?"

Huang Jiaojiao shook her head lightly, looked up at the night sky, and said in surprise, "Tomorrow is God of Wealth's birthday, is this an early celebration?"

"Damn it! Which brat was so idle that he played a second kick!" Zhu Hong scolded with a smile.

"Cut!" Chu Xiuyan snorted softly and smiled mockingly.

A quarter of an hour later, three vans drove up from a distance and entered the alley at the entrance of the street, and then a group of burly men walked out of the alley with their arms shaking and walked straight to the food stall.

A bald man with a full face, a long scar on his face, from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, hideous and ugly like a centipede, he is tall and big, about two meters tall, shirtless and wearing a white windbreaker, revealing his bronze complexion The tendons are fleshy, with vivid colorful tiger tattoos, and the windbreaker flutters with the wind while walking, and a sturdy air blows towards the face, scaring passers-by to look sideways, and get out of the way in fear.

Bulky men, like stars holding the moon, surrounded by tough bald men, walked into the food stall arrogantly, and stopped in front of Song Zaixu's table.

The bald man took out a cigar and put it in his mouth. The old beggar graciously pulled the lighter, lit the cigar, pointed at Song Zaixu, and said angrily, "Boss, it's him!"

The bald man glanced at the four of Song Zaixu, pouted his big mouth defiantly, sat down on the chair domineeringly, put his big hands on Song Zaixu's shoulders, looked at the little white face, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said in a strange way: "You bastard, how dare you provoke me?" Uncle's brother."

Song Zaixu coughed twice, his fair face was getting darker and darker, veins popped out on his forehead, he knocked off his big hands on his shoulders, and said angrily, "No matter who you are, get out of here!"

"Hey hey! You're awesome! You're justified when you beat someone up." The bald man mocked.

"I'm Song Jae-wook, the star of Bangguo, don't say you don't know me, get out if you know me!" Song Jae-wook announced his name with indescribable arrogance.

"Which onion is Song Zaixu? Uncle has never watched bubble dramas and never heard of you. Stop talking nonsense!" The bald man slapped the table, picked up a bottle of cold beer, drank it with his head up, and said coldly: "Losing money!" Let’s go! Medical expenses, lost wages, nutrition expenses, mental damage expenses, taxi fares. Add up the total. Throw down 1000 million, and you can go home and eat your spicy cabbage!”

Huang Jiaojiao saw that the situation was not right, so she quickly smoothed things over and said, "Boss, this is a misunderstanding. Young Master Song has a special status, and it might cause paparazzi, why don't you forget it!"

"Hahaha, the girl is quite courageous, she has a pretty face, why don't you stay to pay the bill, and you can leave with a pretty face!" The bald man laughed wildly, staring at Huang Jiaojiao with evil eyes, completely ignoring Song Zaixu.

Huang Jiaojiao shuddered, and said in fear: "The boss is joking, I have nothing to do with him, you can ask him to pay for it!"

"Damn girl, mind your own business!" the bald-headed man slandered, grabbed Song Zaixu's willow waist, and joked, "Hurry up and make money, little boy, or you'll become a cowboy!"

Song Zaixu's forehead was bulging with bruises, and his forehead was covered with black lines. He shouted angrily, "Stop watching, and deal with them for me!"

Just as the four bodyguards were about to stand up, their shoulders were held down by big hands. Looking at the fierce and burly men around them, they were as wilted as an eggplant beaten by Shuang, and no one dared to make a move.

The four of them are temporary bodyguards, actually wage earners. Facing weak and deceitful fans and weak beggars, they are quite awesome, one can beat eight.Facing a hater like a burly man, he withered in an instant and became four cowards, not daring to speak loudly.

"You four are deaf, why are you still sitting, hurry up!" Song Zaixu was furious, being insulted, the bodyguard didn't respond at all, and packed the quail, what a fucking idiot!
"Haha, stop yelling, where did you hire a garbage bodyguard, it's not as effective as a dog, I'm so ridiculous!" The bald man laughed wildly, patting Song Zaixu's cheek with his big hand, his laughter was full of sarcasm.

Song Zaixu's lungs were going to explode with anger, his little boy's face turned blood red, he gasped heavily, and said in grief and indignation: "Four idiots, I'll fire you when I go back!"

The four bodyguards looked at each other, their faces were flushed with shame, and they felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly. They also wanted to make a move, but they didn't have the courage.
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