He's War God

Dressed in a red qipao, she looked like a burning rose.    

She was the boss of the Mad Horse nightclub. Her name was Zhang Yanru and her nickname was "Aunt Thirteen!"    

Actually, the consumption level of this banquet was not high in the Mad Horse. When a woman came to propose a toast, one was out of courtesy, and the other was out of Zhao Wenbo's background.    

"It's all thanks to Brother Bo this time! Otherwise, with our reputation, how could we let Aunt Thirteen come to propose a toast? She is the woman that Lin Feng doted on the most! "    

"Lin Feng married Aunt Thirteen. She is the thirteenth hairpin! "    

"I heard that Brother Dong is very powerful! I heard that his power is only below the Red Flag Gang. He relies on the Mad Horse's nightclub, and many politicians are his distinguished guests! "    

...    

"Hmph! What 13th Aunt, seeing that my husband is here, doesn't she have to obediently come over to propose a toast!?"    

He Si Rui said indignantly with a proud look.    

"Yes, yes, yes..." The group of people nodded in agreement.    

Zhao Wenbo looked at Shen Qingfeng who was drinking in the corner, looking relieved.    

He felt that he had completely outclassed ___ in this birthday party. Sooner or later, Jiang Muwan would find out that this kid was just a trash.    

If he could take advantage of this opportunity to chase after the goddess, then the business of the family would rise to another level.    

After three rounds of drinking, the group of people were almost done drinking. Louis was 13: 40 degrees and they drank quite a bit. There were constantly people who started to use the toilet.    

A boy called Young Master Ji also accompanied his girlfriend out. The girl was wearing a short white gauze skirt. She wore a black low-cut t-shirt, and under the thin shirt, her full breasts trembled slightly as she walked. It was very worrying that she would jump out.    

Her fair and white thighs were bare. She was clearly a high school student, but she exuded the charm of a mature woman.    

When she had just walked out of the toilet, a salted pig hand suddenly touched her butt and ruthlessly pinched it.    

"Ah..."    

She turned her head in shock and found a fat middle-aged fatty looking at her with a wretched expression.    

"Little sister, you look so beautiful!"    

"What price? Just say it. I have money!"    

The fatty's face was flushed red, and he looked like he had drunk too much. His lustful eyes sized up the girl from head to toe, revealing a naked desire.    

"Get lost!"    

The girl was frightened, and without even thinking, she slapped the fatty's face.    

Fatty's face quickly swelled up. He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that he had been hit.    

"F * ck you, you're just a b * tch. Why are you pretending to be virtuous when you're selling..."    

The fat man tugged at the girl's hair with all his might. His thick and large palm slapped the girl's face repeatedly. It was as if he was killing a pig.    

When Young Master Ji heard his girlfriend's scream, he rushed over and saw the scene.    

"F * ck you!"    

He was so angry that he went up and kicked the fatty away.    

In his anger, he took his phone and called Fatty on his face. He hit Fatty on the ground and blood soon flowed out. In the end, his girlfriend pulled him away.    

The fat man didn't look as useless as he looked. He quickly got up and pointed at Young Master Ji without caring about the blood on his face. He cursed, "Boy, tell me your name. I won't kill you today!"    

"I, Ji Tianyou, am! Jiang Shui Pavilion's! If you have the guts, come and try it! "    

He still wanted to go up, but his girlfriend pulled him and finally left while cursing.    

When he came back, the people on the table saw the wound on her face and asked him.    

"Hmph! Just now, there was a damn fatty who dared to eat my girlfriend's tofu. I went up and f * cked that damn fatty onto the ground! "    

"Awesome! He has my style back then!"    

"It's not a shame that you're Brother Assist. You didn't lose face for our Riverwater Pavilion!"    

"Even if that fatty has a background, we're not afraid. We have Brother Bo!"    

After his description, his friend felt his blood boiling. A man should be like this; he should vent his anger for a beauty!    

Zhao Wenbo smiled proudly at the side. In his opinion, beating someone up was not a big deal.    

It was better to give him more face. He really could not think of anyone who could touch him with his own power.    

...    

After the middle-aged fatty finished his words, he covered his swollen face and walked around for a long time before arriving at a luxurious suite.    

Two bodyguards in black suits stood outside the room. They were very tall and sturdy.    

They were wearing all kinds of equipment and looked quite professional.    

"Director Wang, please come in!"    

The bodyguard lowered his head and his expression did not change at all. He opened the door for Fatty.    

This private room was also filled with people. It was the King's Pavilion in the Mad Horse's nightclub. It was said that it rarely opened a hall every year. Every time it opened, the person receiving it was either rich or noble.    

In the middle of the sofa sat a man in his forties.    

He wore a decent suit, elegant glasses, and his hair was not messy. He looked more like a university professor.    

He was the mafia boss of Jiangdong City, Lin Feng.