"Aaaaaah!!!" A bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, rang out. Wu Gang and his group, who had stormed in with great momentum,
This had already attracted a lot of attention, and now this scream has caused even more commotion.
"You damned woman, how dare you hit me! What are you all standing there for? Are you all dead? Get him!"
Seeing his arm hanging limply, Wu Gang angrily roared at the group of people behind him.
Bei Jing, Gu Xudong, and Bai Jinyan exchanged a glance, their interest evident in their eyes.
Three minutes later, a group of burly men who had been so aggressive were lying on the ground, crying and wailing.
Wu Gang crossed his arms and stomped his legs back, his legs trembling slightly, suppressing his fear as he uttered a threat.
"You, you stay away! I'm telling you, do you know who I am?"
My dad is Wu Yi, if you dare touch me... Ah!!!
After a brutal beating, the three finally felt relieved. Bei Jing casually picked up a glass of wine and washed his hands.
Well, I just beat up a pig, so I'm a bit dirty.
Her red lips curved slightly, a half-smile playing on her delicate and beautiful face.
"I have no interest in knowing who your father is, but you should know who I am now."
Wu Gang, his face bruised and swollen from the beating, shuddered, realizing he had really messed with the other way around.
This isn't a delicate little doll at all; she's clearly a little princess!
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person walking towards him surrounded by a group of people, and his eyes lit up.
He's saved!
“Little Jingjing, look at that, isn’t it…” Bai Jinyan patted Bei Jing and pointed in a direction.
"Hahaha, I'm telling you, you're all doomed. That guy is my dad's friend."
"And to the owner of this nightclub, you're all dead."
Gu Xudong also saw the group of people approaching, and then heard Wu Gang, who was lying on the ground unable to get up, shouting his opinions.
He inexplicably looked at Wu Gang with pity and said, "Brother, I mourn for you."
Yes, the person walking over was none other than Junchen.
Junchen wore a well-tailored black Armani suit, and his legs, encased in suit trousers, looked particularly long.
She exuded an aloofness that kept people at arm's length, her cold and noble face framed by a pair of dark brown eyes.
Like a bottomless valley, it was filled with a chill.
A group of people followed behind Junchen, approaching Beijing step by step, as if an emperor were personally arriving.
Bei Jing thought, "..." She felt that she might get beaten up when she went back that night.
"Second Master Jun, Second Master Jun, please save me! This wench and her friends have beaten me up like this! You must get justice for me!"
When Wu Gang saw Jun Chen, it was like seeing a savior. He burst into tears and made accusations, almost clinging to Jun Chen's leg.
"What did you call her?" The deep, powerful male voice carried an air of domineering arrogance and innate coldness.
"This little wench... ahh!" Before she could finish speaking, Jun Chen kicked her several steps away.
"Wife, come here." Junchen beckoned to Beijing, a hint of helplessness flashing in his dark brown eyes.
I was only gone for a short while and she ran out to play again. What a troublesome little one!
Bei Jing: "...Can I not go?" She felt like she would get beaten up. Coming to a bar was bad enough, but getting into a fight was even worse.
Getting into a fight is one thing, but getting caught red-handed by Junchen is another. Didn't he check the almanac before leaving home?
Jun Chen's thin lips curved slightly, he raised an eyebrow, and his deep, husky voice carried a strange tone that only Bei Jing could understand: "What do you think, hmm?"
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