As soon as the young leader stepped out of the hotel door, the black bodyguards in front of the hotel immediately saluted respectfully:

"Hello, young master!"

Young people do not look at this group of bodyguards, just with the beautiful men and women behind them, walking towards Meng ran.

He was dressed in a sky blue handmade suit made by an Italian private tailor. He was a casual fit. No matter his tie or hair style, he was meticulous and meticulous. A pair of sharp eyes like hawks and falcons are shining.

Walking in the front of him, his extraordinary temperament as if he were a nobleman in heaven, as well as the spirit of a high-ranking person who had been in a high position for a long time, all of them were shocked.

In particular, Zhang Tao, a bookworm, has never been out of beirao County in his life. He has never seen such a hero in his life. He is so stunned that he is just a fool.

Just after seeing Zhuang Jian appear, song Shuling's two daughters, who are somewhat dignified, can see clearly who is coming, and her heart immediately falls to the bottom.

Although song Shuling is the third miss of the Song family, it is a thing of the past. Her present status is just a director of a small enterprise.

In the face of this group, Rao is a strong woman. Her face is very ugly. Her palms are full of sweat, thinking about how to resolve the conflict.

Because it was the eldest son of Xue's group who just let Meng ran go!

"Xue Shao, it was this boy who just said something bad to you. I thought it was a bully. It turned out that he was just a poor boy in rags. He looks like an idiot."

Zhuangjian, with brown hair, said with a smile to the young man who was walking.

He looked at Meng Ran's eyes as if he were watching a lamb being slaughtered. He clearly regarded Meng ran as a mole ant that could be kneaded wantonly.

"Zhuang Jian! Keep your mouth clean! He is my son

When Aizi was scolded in person, song Shuling was furious, and the strong woman's aura was dispersed, which was no weaker than the successor of the group.

"Well, it turns out that this boy is the son of aunt song. I'm really sorry."

Zhuang Jian deliberately pretended to be surprised. Although he apologized, his face was still full of provocation. He did not pay any attention to song Shuling, a female director of Fengsheng.

Song Shuling didn't expect that the child of the city leader should be so crazy. Meng Ran is the heart of song Shuling. How could she sit and watch Aizi be humiliated and was about to denounce her when she heard a cold and palpitating voice and sent out from her side:

"Meng doesn't want to kill people today. I'll give you a chance. If you kneel down and discard your legs, I can spare you Once. "

The sudden voice immediately attracted everyone's attention. The group of beautiful men and women behind Xue Longqing were laughing with laughter, pointing to Meng ran and sarcastically:

"is this boy's brain not working well? I heard him correctly. He really regarded himself as a character and dared to make Zhuang Jian kneel down? Hahaha, I can't. I'm laughing to death. "

Zhuang Jian didn't expect that this young man would dare to speak such a bad word about himself. In Beijing, apart from the Shen family sisters and the prince in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhuang Jian really did not pay attention to anyone else.

"Stinky boy, you want to die!"

He even raised his fist and cheated him. He was so arrogant that he wanted to beat Meng ran in front of song Shuling.

However, as soon as he raised his right foot, this non mainstream youth felt as if he had been hit by a bullet in his knee, and a blood hole burst out!

Zhuang Jian screamed and knelt directly in front of Meng ran!

This sudden scene, these rich children all look silly, everyone's smile is rigid in the face, no longer smile a sound.

At this moment, the only sound in front of Fuhua hotel is the scream of the young man with brown hair.

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