Mad Son-in-law

The hot dancing people in the private room stopped suddenly, Wang Jie handed the dice to the two hot girls, and slowly raised his head.

"Snapped!"

A figure flew in outside the door, and a dog was lying on the ground like a dog chewing shit.

No one else, but the bartender.

"Master, I tried my best... I can't stop Master Deng, he insists on the sea and sky room!" The bartender was crying and looked up to Wang Jie and cried out: "Why don't you change to a private room? It is also the highest standard, I'll give it to you. Apply for a 50% discount."

Wang Jie smiled slightly, helped the bartender up, and said quietly: "If you don't change it, I want this room. A 50% discount? Are you looking down on me? Take a look, am I the one who lacks money?"

The bartender trembled: "Little master, forget it, you can't offend him..."

"Can't offend him?" Wang Jie snorted: "You have never seen the evil young beating people, right? I don't care what he is, Master Deng, anyway, I have to clip my tail in front of me."

"Your grandma, which **** dare to be so rampant in front of me?" With a loud shout, a man with a square head and big face appeared at the door, followed by two servants.

This person has an unusually big head, domineering eyes, rosacea, and a big mouth. In the words of Uncle Benshan, he has an authentic pig waist face. It doesn't matter what looks like, but people's clothes are handmade and valuable at a glance.

As soon as this person appeared, the waiters and girls in the private room were all startled, and the few resident singers who were specifically called by Wang Jie also became obviously nervous.

"You, come here!" Deng Sanqian's eyes were sharp, and he waved to the female lead singer. The tone was arrogant and could not be rebutted at all.

These resident singers are all somewhat talented. They choose to sing in the bar to make a living. Secondly, they hope that there will be a noble person to support them and one day they will be able to get on a bigger stage.

Deng Sanqian is wealthy and bold, and will give these little singers some chances to appear on stage on weekdays. Therefore, to them, Deng Sanqian is a god.

"Master Deng, don't be angry. It has nothing to do with this gentleman. Let's sing for you. Would you like to change to a private room?" The lead singer is not bad. At this time, I still want to protect Wang Jie.

"I do things, when did you arrange for it?" Deng Sanqian angrily rebuked, "I really agreed to that sentence, **** is ruthless, and the actress is unrighteous. If I don't come for a day, you will change to another one. You don't want to. Is it on stage?"

This naked threat shocked the resident singers, shook their heads quickly, and were about to pass.

Wang Jie coldly waved his hand and said: "Give me a stop and took Lao Tzu's money. You can't go anywhere today. Isn't it just a pig with fat head and big ears, you need to be so scared?"

When Deng Sanqian heard it, he raised his finger at Wang Jie and cursed: "Hey, your grandma is a hammer. This is the first time you have come to Yancheng, right? Dare to scold me? Do you know who I am? I asked you to crawl out today. ."

Zan Xichuan smiled and winked at Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Dabiao quickly took a bottle of red wine, nodded and walked to Deng Sanqian, and said, "Master Deng, right? Sorry, you are upset when you first arrived. I, on behalf of my brother, will give you a compensation and a reward. Face, have a drink, you have to follow it in your place in the future!"

Deng Sanqian's expression lightened a little after hearing this, and Chao Wang Jie sneered: "This is the master, but he hasn't won anyone. Okay, for your sake, I'm lazy and You scumbags care about, get out of the box quickly."

Zhang Dabiao puffed, opened the bottle, and smiled: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, you drink this glass first, otherwise, how dare we move..."

Deng Sanqian snorted and stretched out his hand. Someone handed over a wine glass and raised it in front of Zhang Dabiao and said, "You know you!"

Zhang Dabiao grinned, stepped forward, raised the wine bottle, suddenly high above his head, and poured the red wine directly on Deng Sanqian's head.

"Mom pulls it, the cup is too insincere, just drink it, drink it, you just open your mouth to drink..."

The dark red liquid poured down from Deng Sanqian's head with a splash, and for an instant, the box was frozen.

They all thought that Wang Jie and the others had admitted, but no one thought that such an "ingenious" reversal would come.

"Hey, big cat, I like it, beautiful!" Wang Jie said arrogantly: "Remember from now on, goodbye this kid, once you see him once."

Deng Sanqian was startled at first. He never dreamed that someone would dare to treat himself like this. Then he was furious and cursed: "Grandma, if I abandon your crooked green onions, I won't be named Deng!"

After speaking, he rushed to Zhang Dabiao's head with a fist.

Zhang Dabiao grinned, flashed backwards, missed his body, and sneered: "Yeah, Master Deng is angry? Didn't you promise to forgive us for drinking? Why didn't you open your mouth... It's a pity that this is a good dry red. Hundreds of dollars!"

Deng Sanqian gritted his teeth, waved to the two servants behind him, and screamed, "Hit me!"

The three roared and rushed up. Wang Jie smiled and said, "Big cat, give me Master Deng!"

"Good!" Zhang Dabiao responded, waved his hand, and stopped the two of them. After a while, he pushed them out.

Deng Sanqian swung the wine bottle, rustling the wind, Wang Jie swayed a few times, and with a slap, he kicked the wine bottle in his hand to pieces.

When Deng Sanqian was surprised, Wang Jie approached him, and his hand was a loud, big ear photon.

"Do you dare to hit me?" Deng Sanqian felt incredible.

"My little master, I beat you!" Wang Jie smiled and slapped his hands, clamped Deng Sanqian's sturdy body, and threw it directly on the coffee table!

"Ouch!"

Deng Sanqian grinned in pain. Before he could get up, Wang Jie had chased him and grabbed his ears.

"Hey ah ah... Don't, don't pull my ears!" Deng Sanqian's sore face changed shape, and he shouted hoarsely: "You dare to pull my ears, don't you know, this life alone dare to pull my ears? My ears, it’s a pity that you left Yancheng a long time ago. If you don’t want to follow in his footsteps, just let go of the uncle..."

Wang Jie pulled Deng Sanqian's ears and pulled them to his face, and said with a smile: "Pighead Deng, open your big eyes and take a good look, do you recognize me?"

Deng Sanqian scolded: "I don't recognize my six relatives. What are you, I tell you, you are dead!"

"Hey, dare you to challenge? It seems that I didn't hurt you enough!" Wang Jie grinned and increased his strength again.

Deng Sanqian hummed straightly, suddenly raised his head, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a bit familiar.

"Damn, you... you are... you are the one from the Wang family... Wang Jiujiu?"

"Hey, recognize it?" Wang Jie said with a smile: "I'm back! I beat you eight years ago, and I will beat you eight years later!"

Deng Sanqian almost cried. When did this kid come back? How could I be so unlucky that I ran into him.

Eight years ago, before Wang Jiujiu left Yancheng, they went to the same noble school. At that time, Deng Sanqian was not afraid of the sky, but he was afraid of Wang Jiujiu. Wang Jiujiu had a stunt. The two of them fought. No matter how hard Deng Sanqian struggles, his ears would fall in Wang Jiujiu's hands, so much so that his ears. Seeing Wang Jiujiu's convulsions...

"This sea sky house is mine today!" Wang Jie smiled and kicked Deng Sanqian out of the door.

Deng Sanqian was aggrieved like a child who dared not say anything. He pointed to Wang Jie and said: "You...you bully, you wait, you wait..." Before finishing speaking, he turned around and ran away. As I ran, I saw a wolf yelling like: "Wang Jiujiu is back..."

Wang Jie smiled with satisfaction and hummed: "From tomorrow, everyone in Yancheng should know that Wang Jie is back..."