War God's Revenge

"Today, I don't care what method you use. I want to book the private room! I want all the money!"

He knew that if he didn't fight back, he would become a laughing stock in front of song Longtao's horses.

In the future, we can't gather these aristocratic children to form our own core circle.

Zhu ran spoke hard. He didn't care about manager Wang's struggle, but opened his mouth angrily.

The strong hatred in the tone and the murderous intention that had not been covered up made Huang Long dare not speak.

He found that he might have stepped on Zhu Ran's painful foot. If the ancestor was really angry, he would kill himself.

Then I'll die for Zhu mo'an in vain.

He just wanted to humiliate Zhu ran in public, let Zhu ran fight back, make things out of control and profit from it.

But the premise is that you can't die!

"I, I, I'll try!"

Seeing that Huang Long was also frightened by Zhu Ran's action, he said nothing.

Manager Wang cursed Huang Longzhuang in his heart. While he was forced to pretend half, he could only get up with a embarrassed face and struggle a few times in a pool of blood mixed with saliva and blood like a dead dog.

Then he barely got up and led the way.

"Shit, give me a good time earlier. Now you still use it like a dog? You're a fucking bitch!"

Seeing Zhu Ran's move, Huang Long was scared to shut up, and manager Wang was shaken.

Song Longtao immediately opened his mouth and came forward to give manager Wang a kick.

It is not only to vent their anger that they have just been despised, but also to give a warning to the children of the aristocratic family who came with Huang Long - the competition for the successors of the Zhu family has not ended. They dare to do things. Don't blame Zhu ran for being rude!

"Yes..."

Knowing that he was the vent between the two people today, manager Wang didn't dare to cry for pain, but reluctantly walked towards the private room.

Look at this one on the left and that one on the right. He led the people to the innermost place and didn't dare to open any door.

The young masters who can top the private room earlier than Zhu ran dare not offend any of them. Some of them are still the heads of Bei'an aristocratic family.

He can't bother.

"Don't you fucking hurry up!"