Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall - Chapter 1166 Huo Erye: Did I let you move?

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   Chapter 1166 Huo Erye: Did I let you move?

   The Huo family was blocked again. It was a group of strong men dressed in banditry with sticks. The head was a pair of men and women. The woman was the curly-haired **** girl who seduced Rong Menglan in the bar before.

   The other party was wearing a man's fat coat, leaning on the arms of the man beside him like a boneless body, holding the other party's hand to his heart, a look of grievance and pain that he could hardly breathe.

   Her other finger pointed at Song Qing in Erye Huo's arms, and she said in a delicate and pretentious tone: "Brother Mang, it's this woman, she bullied me as soon as she came up, you have to avenge me."

   That man named Mang is not a gangster. Seeing the fierce aura of the Huo family and his party, he knows that he is not easy to mess with, and looking at their clothes, they are not ordinary rich people.

   He pushed away the woman in his arms, frowning and carefully looking at the Huo family and his party.

  Huo Qiang stood up, put his hand on the back waist, and inadvertently revealed the weapon pinned there.

   He didn't say anything, his sharp eyes stared at the people in front of him like ice, and the **** smell from the dead piles overflowed recklessly.

   Brother Mang felt the heavy and dangerous atmosphere, and immediately raised his hands: "Brother, I have nothing to do with this woman, let's get out of here!"

   He is the head of this small force, because following a powerful big brother, he also goes in and out of the Yejue bar on weekdays, and he gets along pretty well.

   Now that you are faced with a tough situation, you will naturally know that you are a hero in knowing the current affairs.

   You must know that with this ability to stretch and bend, he escaped death several times.

  Huo Qiang saw that this group of people was quite interesting. He didn't rush to court death. He raised his eyebrows and turned around to extend his hand to the person standing behind him and made an inviting gesture: "Second Master—"

  Huo Yirong glanced at the group of people in front of him with contempt, and left with Song Qing, who was still struggling slightly in his arms.

  If Brother Mang and his party are rushing to court death, he doesn't mind taking their anger out on them.

   The anger in the bottom of my heart has nowhere to vent, and the second master is very unhappy.

   As soon as the Huo family left, Brother Mang heaved a sigh of relief.

   He turned around, raised his hand and slapped the curly-haired woman beside him.

   "Stinky bitch, use me as a gunman, what a boring job!"

   He didn't believe the bullying tricks the other party said, and the twists and turns in it didn't need to think too much about eight-nine.

   If it's a small fight, he doesn't mind playing with each other. Recalling that when the Huo family left, everyone had a puffy waist, and at first glance, they all deserved a guy.

   The woman around him offended him and pushed him out of the tank as a fool, making him want to kill him.

  The curly-haired woman held Brother Mang's arm with both hands, and kept defending: "Brother Mang, I don't have it, I really don't, it's that woman who bullied me."

   What she didn't tell the other party was that the cause of the incident was that she was hunting in a bar.

   "Bitch!"

   Brother Mang shook off the opponent's hand, but his novel anger did not dissipate due to the woman's explanation.

   A person only has one life. If he is really planted here today, he will also be buried with this **** when he dies.

  Rong Menglan watched another play, his heart was still in the water, he put his hands in his pockets, and walked away with a steady pace.

"gentlemen!"

   The curly-haired woman noticed him, and she opened her mouth and called out, regardless of the presence of the mang brother beside her.

  Rong Menglan heard the call, her forehead jumped fiercely, and her pace quickened a bit.

The    curly-haired woman ran forward quickly and tugged at his sleeve: "Sir, what was the origin of that woman before? It was me who was beaten by her, you saw it with your own eyes, you have to help me explain!"

   Brother Mang is in this area. Once she offends the place, she will have no place to stand here in the future.

  The woman was really scared and just wanted someone to explain it to her.

  Rong Menglan was grabbed by the sleeve, and his handsome and delicate face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   He waved the woman's hand away and turned to look at her coldly.

   The cold voice was full of impatience: "Stay away from me!"

   He was shrouded in the yellow light at night, which was obviously a soft light, exuding a cold and dangerous feeling around him.

   If he had been somewhat interested in the woman in front of him before, now there is only disgust and impatience.

  Rong Menglan's temperament is pure and noble. Compared with the people headed by the Huo family before, the aura that makes people feel cold is almost the same. It is the condescending aura that can only be exuded by the nobles in the upper positions.

   Brother Mang did not expect that the woman had just provoked a bunch of rich and expensive people, and now she has provoked a man who doesn't look easy to mess with.

   He can't wait to disappear in place, and he never appeared here tonight.

   At this time, the driver of the Rong family drove a valuable private car and parked at the entrance of the bar.

  What else did the woman have to say, when she saw the private car of the Rong family and the white gloves on her hands when she opened the door with the Si family, she felt panic in her heart.

   She finally realized that the identity of the man in front of her was not simple, and she was not something she could provoke at all.

  Rong Menglan looked at the woman and Brother Mang disdainfully, her thin lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, she raised her hand and flicked the sleeve that the woman had touched before turning around and sitting in the car.

   The Rong family's car drove away quickly, leaving behind the exhaust, as if mocking everyone behind him.

   Brother Mang mentioned that the uneasy heart in his throat slowly sank, watching the Rong family's car leave, he let out a sigh of relief.

   With shaking hands, he slapped the woman again.

   He didn't say anything this time, and quickly left this place of right and wrong with his men.

   He wants to go home to whitewash the gods and Buddhas, and then go to get rid of the bad luck.

  …

   The Huo family motorcade that left the Yejue bar did not go straight to the Huo family's old house, but drove in the direction of the Song family.

  Huo Yirong distanced himself from Song Qing since he got in the car.

   His legs were crossed, his calm eyes focused on the night scene outside the window, and there was no turbulence in his eyes, as if he was not the one who was angry before.

  Song Qing sat next to the car door, far away from Huo Yirong.

   At first, she thought Huo Yirong was going to be angry with her as soon as she got in the car, and she waited for a long time without waiting for the other party to speak.

   She was not relieved by this, and even more panicked.

  Huo Yirong didn't lose her temper, she somehow felt that the other party was angry, not as calm and harmless as the surface.

  The Huo family's motorcade stopped outside the Song family's door. Huo Qiang got out of the car and opened the back door. He said softly to the woman sitting inside, "Miss Song, please get out of the car."

The tone of    is alienated, not as close as he used to be a dark guard in the Huo family.

  Song Qing didn't care, she frowned and looked at Huo Yirong who was sitting not far away.

   The other party only left her half a face with a strong jawline.

  Song Qing licked her lips and stepped out of the car door.

   "Did I make you move?" A cold voice sounded.

   Mr. Huo, who was sitting beside the car, turned his head slowly, revealing that unreal handsome and unhappy face with clear lines.

  Song Qing quickly took back the legs that she had sold, and sat on the seat in a proper manner.

  Huo Yirong took out a cigarette and lit it, staring at Song Qing with heavy eyes.

  The opened car door made the car no longer silent, and the sound of the wind at night entered the car.

   (end of this chapter)

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