Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

Other companions nodded and said seriously, "think about what his family is engaged in. It's as easy to get rid of a man as to crush an ant!"

"It's said that the castle of his family is built on a mountain, and there are special watchmen. Any intruder, stand in and lie out..."

"Moreover, I also heard that Feng Xun was more cruel than his parents and grandparents. He pushed his relatives out of the company and sent his cousin to a mental hospital. He was so cruel and ruthless..."

After drinking a lot of wine, these people began to boast about Feng Xun and Feng Jia, the youngest bar regulars. The more they said, the more exaggerated they were.

Young men don't know whether they are talking nonsense or telling the truth, but the posture of the bodyguards just now really makes him feel a little terrible

"What you say is so powerful. It's like whoever they want to die has to die. Now it's a society ruled by law..." the young man sighed and asked the bartender to order a drink.

However, without waiting for the bartender to help him continue to make cocktails, a man sitting not far from the bar heavily put his glass on the bar and said gruffly to the bartender, "give me another deep-water bomb!"

The bartender gestured to the young man later, walked up to the middle-aged man who asked for a deep-water bomb, and patiently advised him, "Sir, you have drunk a lot of wine just now. I think this cup of deep-water bomb is OK, otherwise you will be careful of alcoholism if you drink too much!"

"I'll let you have a drink. What can I do with so much nonsense?" The middle-aged man roared, took out his wallet and said: "I'm a good drinker. It's OK to have another ten vodkas. I have plenty of money. Why don't you go and make a deep-water bomb for me?"

"Sir, it's not a matter of money. As a bartender, I have my principles!" With a faint smile, the bartender continued to persuade the middle-aged man who was obviously half drunk.

"Bullshit principle!" The middle-aged man suddenly stood up, grabbed the bartender's collar and angrily scolded: "if you don't listen to me, mix the wine I want, be careful I'll beat you!"

Several acquaintances, including the young man just now, have always had a good relationship with the bartender. Seeing this middle-aged man getting drunk and going crazy, he even started to fight against the bartender and stood up one after another.

"Whatever you do, drink. Let go!"

"This is not where you make trouble!"

"What are you, who are you to command me?" The middle-aged man looked at these people and even tried to dissuade him. He sneered and swore impolitely.

"Pay attention to what you say. This is not the place for you to go wild, or the security will be sent to throw you out!" One of the acquaintances warned unhappily.

"If you have the guts, throw it? If you come here to drink, you'll be rich... "The middle-aged man replied fearlessly.

"Is it great to have money?" Young men can't see this kind of people who come to the bar to drink and then get drunk and show off their wealth. He is also a regular customer in the bar. At a glance, we can see that this middle-aged man is not rich at all. He is just bluffing.

"No matter how rich you are, can you still have Feng Xun?" He thought of Feng Xun mentioned by his companions just now and sneered.

But when the middle-aged man who was half drunk in front of him heard that he mentioned the name of Feng Xun, his eyes suddenly changed, as if he was burning with anger. He looked straight at the young man: "smelly boy, just now you have been talking about Feng Xun?"

"So what?" The young man responded unconvinced.

The middle-aged man did not respond to him with words. Instead, he used a fist instead of his own answer: "it's Feng Xun's dog again. I'll kill you!"

The young man didn't expect that this guy would dare to do it. Regardless of the principle of having to do it in the bar, he also paid back: "bastard, how dare you beat me!"

"I'm fighting you..." the two soon got entangled and started fighting.

One was drunk, and the other was holding his breath in his heart. They were fighting each other so hard that no one could be separated. The bar was in a mess for a while

On the seventh day of the summer, I was quietly drinking my juice and playing with my mobile phone when I heard the news from the bar. I saw several people fighting and shook their heads in a funny way.

She knew that in a place like a bar, as long as you drink too much wine, you can't avoid people doing it!

Because the light was dim, she didn't notice who was working at the bar, and Annie, the secretary who had been playing with other colleagues for a long time, came back in a hurry and said with a smile to the seventh day of the summer, "seventh day of the summer, don't you want to play?"

"No, I'm a little tired..." the seventh day of summer shakes his head and smiles.

"If you're tired, I'll tell you, finish early?" Annie suggested that. On the seventh day of the summer, she waved her hand and shook her head to refuse her offer.

"No, it's rare for everyone to come out today and have a good time. Don't worry about me!"

"But..." Annie wanted to say something else. Hearing the fighting at the bar in front of her, she couldn't help but wonder, "it seems that someone is fighting. I'll go and have a look..."

On the seventh day of the summer, she didn't bother to stop her. Seeing Annie running over and watching the movement, she came back with a hesitant expression.

"What's the matter?" On the seventh day of the summer, seeing her strange expression, she asked in a funny way, "are the drunk fighting?"

"Yes, but I think one of the fighters looks familiar and looks like someone who made trouble in front of the company before!" Said Anne with some uncertainty.

"Are you sure?" On the seventh day of the summer, his brows wrinkled slightly.

"I think it's very similar, and he's swearing. I think I heard him mention boss and your name..."

With this, Annie immediately stood up on the seventh day of the summer and was about to walk in the direction of the fight.

Annie and several bodyguards sitting on one side rushed to catch up, only to see a group of people around the fighting several people, no one came forward to persuade, but raised a glass to cheer, as if to cheer for the fight.

On the seventh day of the summer, when he squeezed into the crowd, he saw a middle-aged man fighting with a young man. The young man just tried to chat up him. He seemed to be a frequent visitor here, and his action was quick and fierce.

The middle-aged face has been beaten a few pieces, but he is not willing to be outdone, every punch is also very powerful, early summer seven by dim flashing lights, finally see his face, suddenly realized.