Chapter 827

"Bang --" a dull sound, Charles sat down on the ground, his hands holding his hit side face, his eyes were red with pain.

His mouth is full of blood, and his face is swollen quickly, which shows the strength of the attacker.

"You... Oh... Ah..." Charles wanted to curse, but found that because of his mouth full of blood, he couldn't speak at all, he could only utter some fuzzy syllables.

All this happened too quickly and unexpectedly. By the time people reacted, Charles had fallen to the ground. Many people didn't even notice how Ji Chengze moved his hand.

The security guard on the side only felt a shadow passing in front of him. When he looked again, his boss had fallen to the ground. When he heard Charles's low curse, they woke up one by one and tried to stop the culprit in a hurry.

Who would like to just a close, Ji Chengze will feel if the head swept them a look, only this one, all people will be nailed in place, dare not act rashly.

Mingming is just an oriental man who looks about the same height as them, but is far from as strong as them, but gives people a unique sense of oppression.

Mori Leng's killing intention made the bodyguards who were used to seeing the big waves feel cool. Some people even began to doubt whether the Oriental man's men had ever seen blood. Otherwise, how could they have such a terrible momentum?!

Mo Rufeng originally saw that the bodyguards surrounded Ji Chengze and planned to come forward to help. Unexpectedly, in the end, these people were faintly deterred by Ji Chengze.

Mo Rufeng, who is aware that he may not be useful, has to turn around to an Ruixin to prevent the group of bodyguards from reacting and threatening Ji Chengze with an Ruixin.

The two sides fell into a stalemate, but this awkward stalemate did not last long. It was broken by a 40-50-year-old foreign man: "isn't this Mr. Ji?"

When the audience heard the reflection of the voice, they saw a big bellied foreign businessman warmly welcome him. He stood in front of Ji Chengze and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that Mr. Ji would come to our company's cocktail party. It really made us shine!"

Ji Chengze avoided the fat man's hand and frowned, "who are you?"

The fat man was embarrassed because of Ji Chengze's evasion, but then he thought of this man's famous cleanliness habit. He said in secret that he was not good, and quickly made up his mind: "Hey, I'm the chairman of the jewelry brand that is hosting this dance today. My name is... "

Before the fat man finished, Ji Chengze interrupted him meaningfully: "chairman? Do you know this man? "

The fat man squinted at Charles, who was still sitting on the ground and couldn't stand up. It took him a long time to recognize his capable man and exclaimed, "Charles, what's the matter with your face? Who beat you up like this? "

Charles has a long mouth, but he can't make a living. He has to point to Ji Chengze to worry.

The fat man turns his head and takes a look at Ji Chengze. Later, he notices that when he just ran over, these security guards seem to be fighting around Ji Chengze.

Charles couldn't count on it. He had to turn to the security guards and ask them, "what's going on?"