Feixian Bar.

After Ma Ziming put down his harsh words, he sat at a table and drank by himself without calling the bodyguard.

He considers himself a master of martial arts and is invincible in Kyoto, but he doesn't believe that little Zhonghai, who can do anything to him?

Xu Zhihao stayed with him and wanted to leave but didn't dare to leave, but he had a bitter look on his face. Ma Ziming naturally couldn't afford to offend him, but he couldn't afford to offend Mr. Hong here. In comparison, he was more afraid of Mr. Hong because

Ma Ziming stayed in Zhonghai for a few days and then left. His whole family, young and old, were all looking for a living in Zhonghai.

Therefore, he sat a little far away from Ma Ziming.

Because something was going to happen later, most of the guests in the bar had been cleared out, but there were still many people who were not afraid of death scattered around the bar, drinking and waiting to watch the show.

Ten minutes later, the fit and healthy Long Wu and Lao Wang walked into the bar together. Lao Wang glanced at Ma Ziming and let out a sigh, no wonder he dared to make trouble here alone. This guy does have some tricks up his sleeve.

.

The manager came over and whispered a few words to Long Wu. Just as Long Wu was about to speak up, Lao Wang winked, walked straight to Ma Ziming, and asked with a smile:

"Don't you know what to call this brother?"

Ma Ziming raised his chin:

"I am Ma Ziming from Kyoto, and I am the one causing trouble here tonight. Who are you? Could it be Mr. Hong?"

Lao Wang smiled and shook his head:

"No, I am not Mr. Hong. With your status, you are not qualified to meet Mr. Hong. I am Mr. Hong's subordinate Lao Wang."

Lao Wang?

Ma Ziming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Xiaobai told him to go to the Hong Group to find Lao Wang if he was not convinced. Why did this guy come to his door all by himself?

boom!

Ma Ziming smashed a table in the bar, stood up suddenly, and asked with a dark face:

"You are Lao Wang, do you know Jiang Xiaobai? Do you work in the Hong Group?"

Lao Wang chuckled:

"Jiang Xiaobai is my immediate boss. I heard that I also met an Erbi at the airport today, also named Ma Ziming. Could it be you?"

"you wanna die!"

Ma Ziming roared loudly, and slapped Lao Wang's chest with his family's secret stone palm.

He simply couldn't believe that such a meatball-like middle-aged man dared to speak to him like this.

The people in Zhonghai are all crazy!

The wind in the palm is as sharp as a frightening dragon.

Seeing that he was about to hit Lao Wang, Lao Wang suddenly took a step to the left, struck like lightning, grabbed Ma Ziming's neck and slapped him hard on the ground.

Boom!

Ma Ziming was thrown directly to the ground, causing a bruise on his nose and a swollen face.

My heart was filled with shock - what's going on? I am the number one master in Kyoto, how come I can't even beat a fat guy?

Before he could react, Lao Wang grabbed the collar and lifted it up again. He repeatedly beat him three or four times. Ma Ziming's bones almost fell apart and he lay on the ground unable to get up again.

"hiss--"

The bar was filled with the sound of breathing cold air.

Damn it, this fat guy’s methods are too cruel.

Wasn't this guy on the ground so fierce just now? Why is he so weak now?

Zhonghai is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

After tidying up Ma Ziming, Lao Wang clapped his hands and called Jiang Xiaobai:

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, what are you doing? The Ma Ziming you mentioned today just made trouble in the bar and was beaten by me. What do you think you should do?"

Jiang Xiaobai on the other end of the phone immediately became happy when he heard this. This kid Ma Ziming must be too unlucky to offend anyone. If he offends Lao Wang, he is already a top master of internal martial arts. Isn't beating him just like playing?

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said:

"Forget it, that kid has some background. Just teach him a lesson. Don't let him get into trouble. By the way, make a video and ask me to take a look at this kid. I'll tell him a few words. He has such a temper.

I'm so irritable, it won't work if I continue like this."

Lao Wang chuckled, opened the call video and pointed it at Ma Ziming's face.

"Hi, how are you."

Jiang Xiaobai appeared in the video wearing pajamas and called Ma Ziming with a smile.

Ma Ziming looked up and saw Jiang Xiaobai sitting in the hotel wearing pajamas, eating watermelon, and a glass of red wine on the table. He looked very chic.

Then he looked at himself being trampled on like a dog in public. His body was so painful that he couldn't even move. Not to mention how useless he felt, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Jiang Xiaobai, you rotten person, trash, eat your sister's watermelon."

"You come to the bar, come here now, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

puff!

Jiang Xiaobai spit out a melon seed, put the half-eaten watermelon on the table, adjusted the camera, and said to Ma Ziming with a smile:

"Ziming, the weather is hot. Drink some herbal tea to cool down the heat. Don't have such a big temper. It won't do you any good. I will honestly apologize to the bar staff later. I will forgive you this time.

.”

Hearing this condescending tone, Ma Ziming's lungs exploded with anger. Just when he was about to continue yelling, Wang Yuying suddenly appeared on the screen, also wearing pajamas, holding a hair dryer in her hand, blowing her hair and asking:

"Jiang Xiaobai, who were you talking to just now? Is it Ma Ziming? What happened to him?"

Damn it!

Ma Ziming quickly buried his head on the ground, fearing that Wang Yuying would see his embarrassment and his heart would bleed.

It's so late, and they're actually in the same room?

They are all wearing pajamas. What are they going to do next?

Jiang Xiaobai, you bastard, how dare you cheat on me?!

Ma Ziming was so jealous that he felt like a ball of energy in his body was about to explode. But now that he had been seriously injured by Lao Wang, he could do nothing. He could only listen to the conversation on the phone with his ears raised:

"Jiang Xiaobai, stop calling. Didn't you say you want to give me a massage? Come quickly."

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished handling the matter yet. Take off your clothes first and lie down there."

"oh."

Brushing, swishing, like the sound of taking off clothes.

ah!!!

Ma Ziming felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and suddenly gained endless power. He jumped up suddenly and yelled at the phone:

"Jiang Xiaobai, I want to kill you, I want to kill you!"

Fortunately, Wang Yuying is no longer in the camera. Jiang Xiaobai is still eating watermelon. Hearing this, he puts down the watermelon rind and smashes it with his mouth:

"I know, I know. It would have been fine if you just apologized, but seeing as you are still so arrogant, Lao Wang, take me out and kneel down for half an hour to blow some air and wake you up. I will be out in half an hour."

Lao Wang was feeling proud, and thought to himself, the young master is so awesome, he managed to take care of the Wang family girl in a long time, and now he came to the house.

After hearing this, he immediately said with a lewd look:

"Young Master, this half hour is too short. No matter what you do, it will still take two hours. You and Miss Wang are having a lot of fun. I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry."

After hearing this, Ma Ziming was so angry and furious that he pounced on him like a wolf dog and roared at the phone:
Chapter completed!