MTL - Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite-Chapter 9 Fuck them!

  Chapter 9 Defeat them!

  Qu Yizhao looked at the chaotic scene in front of her. The music on the stage had been cut off. She pushed aside the crowd outside and watched two people push a tall and thin boy to the ground.

  Squatting beside Deng Cidong was a boy with blond hair and wearing a punk jacket.

  The boy turned his head to look at Qu Yizhao, and whistled: "Hey, isn't this Prince Qu? You brother is not very open-eyed. Look, pour wine all over me."

  Both of the boy's ears were studded with studs, and he wore a huge fancy ring on his finger. He looked at Qu Yizhao mockingly, his eyes full of disdain.

   "My clothes are brand-name, and they cost ten to twenty thousand. Today, if you can't afford the money, don't even try to get out of this business."

  Chen Ming glanced at Qu Yizhao disdainfully, and said with a sneer.

  Qu Yizhao chuckled, tilted his head and looked at him: "Really?"

   "You still need 10,000 to 20,000 yuan for your rags? How about lying to children? Just your clothes, a hundred yuan is not worth it. Why, do you think I am your cash machine?"

  Chen Ming looked at Qu Yizhao gloomyly, and said, "I think you want to be beaten!"

  The indifferent and evil eyes did not take Chen Ming into consideration at all, as if Chen Ming was just a clown to make her happy in Qu Yizhao's eyes.

   "Fuck him for me!"

  Chen Ming looked at Qu Yizhao viciously, and gave orders to everyone.

  It's a pity that no one dared to do anything, and everyone stood in silence, watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts.

   Touching Deng Cidong is not afraid of anything, Deng Cidong has no backer.

  But if you meet Qu Yizhao, the nature is different, and the Qu family will naturally trip up their family.

  Chen Ming gloomily looked at his brother who was motionless behind him, his face was so black that ink was dripping out.

  The sound of gnashing of teeth popped out one by one from the gap between the teeth: "I can't call you anymore, can I?"

One of the boys was pushed out to explain: "Brother Chen, it's not that we don't obey orders. If you hit Prince Qu, nothing will happen. You have the Chen family behind you to protect you, but we are different... "

"Ha ha ha ha ha…"

  A deep and hoarse voice escaped from Qu Yizhao's mouth, but his eyes were as cold as the **** of death in the dark.

   The ridicule hit Chen Ming coldly: "I said Chen Ming, your people are a little too cowardly, right? Didn't you say that you hate this kind of cowardly **** the most?"

  The sound of ridicule and ridicule hit Chen Ming's heart fiercely. Chen Ming looked at Qu Yizhao sullenly, picked up the wine bottle beside him and rushed over.

  Qu Yizhao grabbed Chen Ming's hand holding the bottle with one hand, and snatched the wine bottle with his backhand. The speed was so fast that Chen Ming couldn't react at all.

  While Chen Ming was in a daze, Qu Yizhao hit him on the head with the bottle and hit him hard.

  The mellow cocktail exploded on Chen Ming's head.

  Chen Ming was obviously stunned by the bottle, he stared blankly at Qu Yizhao, unable to even make a basic reaction.

  The perverse face is like a demon in the dark spreading its pure black wings.

  Qu Yizhao smiled, but his eyes were cold and cruel, like a **** of death wielding a sickle.

  Not at all worried that he would make Chen Ming stupid this time, Qu Yizhan gave Chen Ming another kick, and the heavy voice made everyone cover their eyes.

  Wan Yuqu reacted quickly, kicked the person closest to him, and roared, "Fuck them!"

  Everyone holding the bench takes the bench, and those who hold the wine bottle take the wine bottle, and those who hold the stick they stole from nowhere take the stick...

   All in all, everyone rushed towards Chen Ming's brothers with weapons in their hands, and a chaotic battle started.

  (end of this chapter)