President Daddy's spoils me too much

The wine has been poured. Feng Nan takes it and sips it gently. The cup in his hand is askew. All the wine in the cup falls on Fu ting.

He chuckled and played with the cup in his hand. "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, but I'm not careful."

"You -" he Shaolin couldn't see any more. He stood up with a swish and rolled his arms as if he was going to do a big job. Has Fu Ting ever been so angry? This Feng Nan is really deceiving!

"Sit down!"

He Shaolin is not willing to look at Feng Nan. "Look at him like a sissy! Disgusting! "

"Who are you talking about as a sissy?" Huang Qingfeng is the first one who can't see it. He waves his fist to come over.

Feng Nan took a look at him. He received the message from his eyes and slowly let go of his arm. "He said that to you, you Why do you... "

"It's a joke to pay attention to harmony and make money now. You can't fight and kill without moving."

Although Huang Qingfeng was unwilling, he put down his arm.

Feng Nan's face was like a fox's smile. "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu. He just slipped his hand. I asked for the wine tonight. It's to apologize to Mr. Fu. How about that?"

"Who wants you to give? Do you think we're going to send you this for drinks? " He Shaolin laughed scornfully.

Fu Ting shakes the glass in his hand and takes a sip of it gently

"Look at his shabby appearance. It's not bad to drink. What else do you choose?" Huang Qingfeng raised his glass to Fu Ting's side. "How about this one?"

The voice fell, and the wine in his cup fell on Fu ting.

Just now when Feng Nan "made a mischief", Fu Ting's left arm sleeve was wet, and his left chest clothes were also wet. He looked a little embarrassed.

He Shaolin stood up again. "You're looking for trouble, aren't you? Well, Grandpa will play with you today! "

Fu Ting held down he Shaolin. "Shaolin, how can you still be so depressed? The one who laughs at the end is the real winner. "

"Ha ha..." Feng Nan's laughter was as pleasant and pleasant as his voice. "Yes, it's just like President Fu now. I don't know if I can go to the end."

Huang Qingfeng approaches Fu ting and suddenly reaches out a heavy fist.

When his fist was about to fall on the tip of Fu Ting's nose, he dodged easily. Hanging his head, he drank the wine in the cup, as if he didn't care about Huang Qingfeng who wanted to commit violence.

"Qingfeng! When were you so stupid? "

"Who said it was just that he was lucky and just dodged." Huang Qingfeng smiled and hit Fu ting in the face again.

Fu Ting picked up Feng Nan's glass and blocked his fist.

"This is Mr. Feng's cup!" There was a cry behind Feng Nan. He looked worried.

"Is it? I'm sorry to take it wrong, "Fu Ting smiled leisurely, holding up the wine glass cover on Huang Qingfeng's mouth." since it's all dirty, I don't think Feng will use it

Feng Nan looked down at him.

He likes this cup very much, Huang Qingfeng knows. He said busily: "I didn't mean it, it was Fu Ting's fault! It's all his fault! "

"It's just a cup. Don't be nervous."

Huang Qingfeng put the cup to one side and shouted, "brothers, let's go!"

He Shaolin stood beside Fu ting and rolled the sleeve on his wrist. "Hum, let you lie down with more and less!"

"Yes, yes! Fight together! Until they don't know who they are! " Some of the people Feng Nan brought with him were particularly fond of fighting.

With brother's support, Huang Qingfeng's momentum greatly increased. "Hum, I'll call you Grandpa and grandma today!"

"Qingfeng!" Jiang Yuntian shouts Huang Qingfeng, raises his chin, and beckons him to see feng Nan.

Feng Nan, with his chin on one hand, seemed ready to watch.

Huang Qingfeng was very happy and shouted, "look, Feng has stopped talking, brothers, let's go together!"

"How is it? Can we start fighting?" He Shaolin's ears seem to be impatient.

In addition to Feng Nan and Jiang Yuntian, the men headed by Huang Qingfeng rushed over and surrounded Fu ting and he Shaolin.

The bartender saw that the situation was wrong and asked someone to go to the boss.

Fu Ting stood still and smiled at he Shaolin. "Are you OK alone?"

"What, you don't want to do it?" He Shaolin added, "well, I'll deal with all these odds and ends. I can't do it again!"

"Let you talk big!" Huang Qingfeng said. He pulled a cup from the bar and beat Shaolin on the head.

He Shaolin did not bother to blow his hair. He dodged easily and hit him in the head with a wave of his hand.

Huang Qingfeng covers his head and sighs.

Everyone came forward to take he Shaolin down at one stroke. He Shaolin opened his bow from left to right, and said, "haven't you had a meal for several days? Why is the strength so small? "

"Asshole!" Huang Qingfeng clenched his fist and hit him hard.His experience in Africa seems to have improved. He Shaolin's reaction speed is faster than before, and his strength is more sufficient. He plays back easily, and has the strength to talk with Fu ting.

"Ting, I don't think you're needed in this fight."

Fu Ting chuckled and asked the bartender for wine. The bartender stands on one side and is in a hurry. If we keep fighting like this, will the business of the bar be done today? What about the boss? How come?

"Wine!"

The bartender quavered and smiled, "OK, here we go, here we go." They are very happy to come here and have fun, but it's not the way to fight like this.

Gradually, we didn't dance or sing, and we all came to watch.

In the crowd, a woman whispered, "it's a shame that so many people can't beat him alone!"

"That's it. It's boring!"

"This man is so handsome!" A girl holding a face, a face like a fool.

Fu Ting shook his head. It's true that it's not too big to watch the bustle.

In a short time, he Shaolin has killed those people. He panted a little and sat beside Fu ting. "Bartender, wine!"

The bartender is stupid. What's the situation?

"What happened?" A half bald man came in a hurry with lipstick on his face. I just didn't know which compartment he was in.

Feng Nan glanced over. "Boss Wu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Boss Wu flattered and smiled, and went to greet him warmly. "It's Mr. Feng, it's not Master Huang and them? What's going on? How can anyone dare to beat Mr. Feng? Don't want to live, do you? "

"Boss Wu, let's see the people here." Feng Nan smiles and points to Fu ting.

He Shaolin looked back and said, "Hey, someone's here."

No matter the circle, there is no lack of people who worship high and trample low. Boss Wu has heard about Fu ting for a long time. Naturally, he said to Feng Nan, "it's Mr. Fu. We'd like to have you come here to spend, but we're in trouble..."

Feng Nan just smiled and never spoke again.

After a while, a dozen men with high marks rushed in and stood behind boss Wu.

Boss Wu, with his chin raised and his toes high, said, "don't you stop?"