At the same time, the half of her face that was slapped swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the slap mark was clearly visible.
Everyone was stunned, and Su Muyu's eyes widened. "Didn't they say we couldn't do anything? If we did, it would make the headlines! What was Lan Ziye's intention with this move?" (⊙x⊙;)
"Damn it! How dare you attack Sister Hong!" A short man with dyed white short hair behind Sister Hong was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight with Lan Ziye, but was stopped by his companion, the blond man.
"Brother Biao, what are you doing? Didn't you see her hit Sister Hong?" the white-haired man roared angrily.
"Shut up!" the blond man shouted. "Didn't you see she hit me from a distance?"
The white-haired man stopped his actions instantly and looked at the blond man in disbelief. Slapping someone from a distance was something that only a warrior with spiritual power could do, and only a warrior with very strong spiritual power could do. Even their boss couldn't do it. Who was this middle school student who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old?
The blond man let go of the white-haired man who had regained his composure, looked at Lan Ziye, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"
Lan Ziye tilted his head and asked calmly, "Who is your boss?"
The blond man was stunned for a moment, then said, "Why are you asking our boss? Who are you? Do you know what the consequences will be if you beat up the Street King on Nanwang Street? Has Young Master Lan heard of it?"
At this point, Su Muyu finally understood something: Why didn't Lan Ziye let her take action, but instead took action himself? It turned out that he wanted to use such a thunderous force to intimidate these people, so that they wouldn't even have the courage to cause trouble! (?o?)
"Strong, really strong!" Su Muyu sighed in her heart, "No wonder my brother wants to follow Lan Ziye on his own, he can really learn something!"
"Twelve Young Master?" Lan Ziye laughed and said, "You know Twelve Young Master!"
"Of course we know each other! We are the Twelfth Young Master's subordinates..." The blond man was obviously lacking in confidence, his eyes flickering.
Lan Ziye clenched his fists tightly at his sides, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
These people are really tired of living to the point of swindling people by impersonating her name!
The short-haired woman on the side hurriedly approached the blond man and reminded him: "A Biao, call Scar Brother quickly! Let these little brats know how powerful we are!" At the end of her words, the short-haired woman's eyes became sinister and complacent, as if Scar had already started to help them deal with Lan Ziye.
Scar? Lan Ziye narrowed his eyes. It turned out to be Scar's subordinate. It seemed that Scar was doing quite well recently!
Lan Ziye quietly lowered his clenched fists and stared at the blond man with an expression of anticipation.
The blond man felt a little uneasy when he met Lan Ziye's gaze, but he still pretended to be calm and took out his cell phone. He made a call while threatening, "How dare you hit Sister Hong? Wait, I'll call our boss over right now. When he gets here, don't even think about running away!"
The lobby manager's expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly ran over to the blond man with an apologetic smile, pleading, "These are just a bunch of ignorant kids. You adults, please be magnanimous and let them go! I'll ask them to move now, right now!" Then he ran over to Lan Ziye and said, "Kid, listen to your uncle. Apologize to them and this matter will be over! How about I help you find another private room?"
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