The Cold President's Best Master

The old man said angrily, "young man, did you say you're sorry? Did you say thank you to those behind us? You have something urgent, so we don't have anything urgent? Who's not in a hurry?"

Everyone looked here, and many people looked contemptuously at Zhu Dachang.

Zhu Dachang became angry. He stretched out his hand and pushed the old man's shoulder. He said contemptuously, "try scolding again? Old thing, it's not over yet. Look for a fight, isn't it?"

The old man is an ordinary old man after all. In the face of each other's threat, he can only glare but dare not say a word.

Lu Chong really couldn't see it anymore. He was about to speak. Yan Lele broke out first. She always had a straight temper. Seeing this scene, she immediately said angrily: "Why are you so arrogant? Why are you so overbearing? You jump in the queue and don't allow others to say it? What's wrong with you? Are you such a bully?"

When Zhu Dachang heard this, he turned around and was about to scold. He found that it was a particularly beautiful girl. His face relaxed immediately and said, "beauty, be careful what you say. Don't interrupt about me and him."

Yan Lele said angrily, "what's the matter with those who cut in the queue? Even if you scold you, you have to listen! Who told you to cut in the queue, deserved it!"

Lu Chong smiled at Yan Lele. Although she was greedy at ordinary times, she still had a sense of justice at the critical moment.

The boss was so excited that he shouted, "good girl! Some people should scold!"

"Shit, you two want to die!" Zhu Dachang was furious and suddenly pushed the old man.

The old man stepped back and bumped into someone else's shopping cart. He stumbled and almost fell.

"What are you doing?" Yan Lele was about to stop him.

Lu Chong stopped: "let me come!"

He said crossly to Zhu Dachang, "a man of your age doesn't even understand this. What's the matter with jumping in the queue? My friend is right. If you jump in the queue and others scold you, you have to listen! If you do something wrong and don't know how to repent, you still do it. Apologize to the boss immediately!"

Zhu Dachang pointed to Lu Chong and scolded, "son of a bitch! It's none of your business! Get out of the way! Be careful I'll beat you!"

"You call yourself Lao Tzu in front of who the fuck!" Lu was angry. He picked up the old godmother in the shopping cart, held it in one hand, twisted it with two fingers, unscrewed the bottle cap, aimed at Zhu Dachang's face and threw it. At the same time, he used Yulong Qi to ensure that chili oil would not splash everywhere.

With a dull bang, the old godmother's bottle of chili sauce hit Zhu Dachang's head. Chili sauce and chili oil gushed out and sprayed the man's face and body, red and black. Only a little red oil splashed in the place where no one was there.

The people next to him clattered away.

Zhu Dachang gave a cry of pain, stretched out his hand to wipe chili sauce, and scolded: "grass, don't run if you have seed!"

"Who said he was going to run?" said Lu Chong. He rushed over, reached out and covered Zhu Dachang's shirt on his head, and then kicked him in the stomach.

Zhu Dachang vomited out all the things in his stomach, bent down, covered his stomach and fell to the ground. He scolded and groaned at the same time, because the chili oil entered his eyes, which made his eyes tingle. He was particularly uncomfortable: "grass, wait for me, I'll kill you! I haven't been angry since I was young. Wait for me!"

"Still scolding?" said Lu Chong. He aimed at Zhu Dachang's face and kicked off Zhu Dachang's nose with one foot. At the same time, there were cracks in the bones of his face. The severe pain made the man scream and dare not scold again. He covered his face and screamed.

Yan Lele said excitedly, "brother Chong plays well! This kind of person owes him. He'll be honest after a few beats!"

Fang Bingbing didn't say a word. She was shooting with her mobile phone. Her pretty face turned red and she was very excited.

The old man hurriedly said, "young man, thank you. Let's go. If he calls a yamen, it's bad."

Lu Chong said with a smile, "don't be afraid. We've been waiting in line for so long. He said to cut in and didn't scold him. Is it worthy of our time? Isn't it?"

"Yes!" not only the old man, but also the people around him were not afraid when they saw that such strong people were beaten to the ground, and cheered one after another.

The supermarket security guard came over and said loudly, "what are you doing? Stop!"

Yan Lele stared: "what did you do just now?"

The supermarket security guard immediately smiled and said, "Sir, you see you hit someone in the supermarket. If he asks us to compensate, I am also responsible. What do you have, can you go to the security room to talk about? We can't agree. We can only find the Yamen. I think you are upright and won't embarrass us little security guards?"

Security guards are not yamen servants. They work. They have no law enforcement power conferred by the state. They naturally have the habit of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard. Lu Chong doesn't want to embarrass them.

Yan Lele said angrily, "you people are always like this. You can hide when you meet the villain's murder. When you meet the good man, you can immediately come forward to mediate. You're afraid of being hard. Yes, I'm afraid, but can you not be soft?"

The security guard looked embarrassed, complained and defended a few words. Yan Lele didn't have to be unreasonable and didn't speak again.

Lu Chong gave Fang Bingbing his wallet: "you two bought something and went home. I'll keep it here until the matter is settled."

Yan Lele said, "no, I'll accompany you!"

Lu Chong said, "otherwise, you and Bingbing put things in the car and go to the security room to find me."

Yan Lele nodded and promised, "OK."

Fang Bingbing has been shooting Lu Chong with his mobile phone. His eyes are full of worship. He said, "Lele, I'll give it to you. I'll follow Lu Chong."

Yan Lele was angry and gave Fang Bingbing a look: "remember to send me the video."

Fang Bingbing said, "no problem!"

The security guard helped Zhu Dachang to the security room, and Lu Chong followed him.

Unexpectedly, the old man pushed the shopping cart and said, "let's go. I'll go with you. The Yamen is coming. I'll testify for you that he wants to beat you. You're self-defense."

Lu Chong listened and smiled. The old man was smart.

An aunt shouted, "young man, don't be afraid. I'll go to the security room and testify to you in front of the Yamen! If you can't beat the queue jumper, you can't make the doer cold!"

A little girl said, "yes! I'll go to the security room and leave my mobile phone number later. If I have a lawsuit or something, I'll go to be a witness at my own expense! Don't be afraid, handsome boy!"

A young man said, "I'll leave a mobile phone number, too!"

The old lady's words stirred everyone's emotions and said that she wanted to be a witness. Lu Chong thanked with a smile.

Several people went to the security room. Fang Bingbing followed, holding his cell phone and shooting all the time.

Zhu Dachang gasped and held the security guard, touched the chili oil on his face as he walked, and said loudly, "I didn't hit you at all, you're not self-defense!"