The wealthy son-in-law of the female president

Chapter 128 Run if you can't beat it

"Yes, yes, she is my bastard sister." Yang Wei didn't know where his temper came from, and he became rampant again, laughing loudly, with a trace of contempt and disdain on his face, and said: "You don't allow In this way, my sister, no matter whether she is a bastard or not, we still have feelings for each other. Can't you write two Yang characters in one stroke? If you talk nonsense again, don't blame me for spanking your ass. "

The little beauty in a white suspender skirt swayed in front of Yang Wei, "Brother Yang, if you want to hit, you have to hit harder. You must make a loud bang, and people will like it."

"Oh, you little rascal, it seems that I have to deal with you tonight. If I don't let you die today, you will ride on my head and shit."

While speaking, Yang Wei stretched out a big hand, and with squinting eyes on his face, he pinched the little beauty fiercely.

"Ouch!" the little beauty called out.

These two people are really daring, treating others as air.

Yang Chen couldn't help but stood up, walked towards Yang Wei, and said with a smile: "This handsome guy, what's your name?"

The woman in the white suspender skirt glanced at Yang Chen contemptuously, and said arrogantly: "This is our brother Yang, behave yourself."

"Oh, right, right, is it Yang Wei? Which yang is it? The sun's yang?" Yang Chen asked knowingly.

"Can you fart?" The girl in the white suspender skirt slapped the table and stood up.

"What's wrong? Can I just ask?" Yang Chen gave her a blank look, then turned his head and said to Yang Wei: "I figured it out, you guys are not here to drink less, you are here to make trouble, right? ?”

Yang Wei, what he hates the most is when others make jokes about his name. He still doesn't understand whether his father's brain was squeezed by the door or something, and he wanted to give himself such a name.

Tilting his head, he threatened Yang Chen: "I'll talk to my sister, who are you? What are you messing with? Get out of here, or I'll ask someone to throw you into the Yunjiang River to feed the fish, you Believe it or not?"

"Hehe, I've heard this sentence no less than seven or eight times recently. Everyone wants to throw me into the Yunjiang River to feed the fish, but they haven't done it. Why don't you try it now?"

Yang Zihan stood aside, didn't say a word, and didn't try to persuade the two men who were full of gunpowder. Instead, he hoped that the two of them could fight, and it would be best if Yang Chen beat him to death directly, so that he could relieve his anger.

Yang Wei looked at Yang Chen, then turned his head to look at Yang Zihan, and said arrogantly: "I said you are really a bastard, where did you find that bastard, you dare to threaten me here, and you don't go out to inquire about it. Find out, you cousin Yang and me, who were you afraid of in Yuncheng?"

Yang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Wei, with a faint smile always on his face, a bastard like this could knock him out of the window with one punch.

Think about it or forget it, let's use a wine bottle, so that it will hurt him less.

So he picked up a wine bottle casually, and came to Yang Wei, "Brother Yang, is that right? Today is the first time you and I meet, and this bottle of wine is my gift to you."

"Hey, why are you still sensible?" Yang Wei ignored Yang Chen's words at all, and said with disdain: "Quickly get out of here, get out of here, do you understand?"

"Look, I'm toasting you. If you don't drink, then I'll make you drink as a fine." After saying this, Yang Wei's smile hadn't finished laughing yet, and he saw Yang Chen holding the wine bottle high. up.

Then let the bottle body and Yang Wei's head come into close contact.

Because Yang Chen's movements were too fast and sudden, Yang Wei didn't react at all, and his face was covered with blows.

After a crisp sound, the body of the bottle was smashed, and the wine inside flowed down Yang Wei's cheeks.

Yang Wei, who was still arrogant in an instant, became embarrassed, blood and wine mixed together and flowed down.

Then he covered his head with his hands, and squatted on the ground in pain, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't even squat if it wasn't for someone to support him.

The woman in the white suspender skirt saw that Yang Chen was so rude, and she didn't dare to offend her, so she took her anger on Yang Zihan, pointed at her and shouted: "You bastard, your mother is just a bitch!" Bitch, you found another slut, just wait, we'll tell all about you when we get back!"

Yang Chen looked at the girl coldly, the cold gaze made the girl shiver uncontrollably.

"I'm too lazy to hit a woman, but once I do, I'll beat her up!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Chen stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the girl's hair, and pulled it into his arms, the girl staggered, grasping Yang Chen's wrist with both hands and struggling desperately, cursing non-stop.

Yang Chen doesn't care so much, you can scold him however you like, and you won't lose a piece of meat.

If she became extremely calm and gritted her teeth and endured it, Yang Chen would not be able to feel it.

At this time, Yang Chen's actions were particularly rough, and he didn't mean to be sympathetic at all.

Yang Zihan watched it, and exclaimed in his heart that it was enjoyable.

Finally, after the girl stopped struggling, Yang Chen also stopped pulling, one hand was still grabbing the girl's hair, and the other hand bowed left and right, slapping her mouth fiercely.

After crackling and slapping her more than a dozen times, the girl in the white suspender dress was no longer as coquettish and beautiful as before. Her face was red and swollen, and the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes had wiped away her heavy makeup. up.

With her head in a daze, Yang Chen let go of her hand, and she sat on the ground.

There were still two men sitting opposite them, and rushed up to fight Yang Chen desperately, but Yang Chen didn't look at them at all, he just picked up another wine bottle casually, with two bang bangs, the two The man squatted on the ground covering his head almost at the same time.

"If I see you in this bar again in the future, I won't be as polite to you as I am today, remember?"

Yang Wei had already regained his composure at this time, and cursed secretly in his heart: Fuck you, are you being polite?When I came up, I smashed my head with a wine bottle. Is this polite?Wait, I will be so polite to you too!

"What do you mean by not talking? Didn't you hear what I said just now?" After speaking, Yang Chen picked up another wine bottle, "Do you want me to say it again?"

There was a hint of chill in Yang Chen's words, it wasn't strong, but it penetrated into the bone marrow, and the few people who were stunned suddenly became clear under the stimulation of the coolness.

Run if you can't beat it!

This is Yang Wei's rules of conduct.

He is not a hero, if he is defeated, he has to fight with others, he only believes in one thing, if the green hills remain, he is not afraid of running out of firewood.

The monk can't run away from the temple, as long as he is still alive, he has a chance to take revenge.