Chapter 1795

Learn from me

seeing Wen Heming still so calm, Zhong Ming thinks that his mood is not stable enough.

"Isn't the bell ringing just a little thing? Do you need to make such a fuss? " Wen and Ming gently put the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head, looked at the bell, sneered.

Bang!

Then.

"Very good at fighting?" Wang Da sneered.

"Uncle Wen, that damn little bastard, he's good at fighting." Zhong Yuanshan explained.

"A young man in his twenties. I'll see what you're scared of." Wen and Ming shook his head and said.

After Zhong Yuanshan, those rich second generation look up at Wen he Ming just as they look up at Dragon like characters.

In the future, no matter what happens to him, he needs to be as calm as his uncle Wen Heming.

He has decided.

At this moment, he took his uncle Wen Heming as his only example.

No matter what happened, his uncle Wen Heming did not change his face and his heart did not jump.

His uncle Wen and Ming are so wonderful!

Can not help, Zhong Yuanshan in the bottom of his heart feeling.

"Uncle Wen, I know." Zhong Yuanshan nodded.

"Yuanshan, you and your father want to learn from me. No matter what happens, you need to be calm. Do you know?" Wen Heming's education road.

Zhong Yuanshan went to Wen and Ming in front of him. He said, "Uncle Wen, thank you."

See this scene, Zhong Yuanshan cruel smile.

"Boss, I know what to do." Wang Da finished this sentence, he made a wipe neck action.

"Wang Da, wait a moment. Do you know what to do after seeing that boy?" Wen and Ming glanced at him like a hill beside him. He asked with a sneer.

Hearing these words, Wen Heming, who has never spoken, laughs. His smile is full of undisguised killing intention.

……

"That damned little bastard, very crazy, no matter who, he didn't pay attention to."

"Uncle Zhong, you don't know how rampant that damned little bastard is. Just now, in the hotel, he beat us and forced us to kneel down and apologize. He was just like nobody else. He didn't pay attention to you at all."

Kill that damned little bastard

"Uncle Zhong, that damned little bastard, he's still in there. Please take the rich second generation behind Zhong Yuanshan, and they yell anxiously.

It's just incredible.

On his territory, Lin Fei beat his son Zhong Yuanshan, but he didn't run.

Qianshan hotel is his territory!

Lin Feigang just hit his son Zhong Yuanshan in Qianshan hotel. He shouldn't have run away!

It shouldn't be!

"That damned son of a bitch, he hasn't run yet?" The bell tolled in surprise.

He will catch Lin Fei and let him try to live like death before he dies miserably.

It won't take long.

In his eyes, Lin Fei has become a turtle in a jar.

The word "turtle in a jar".

At this time, Zhong Yuanshan thought of a word.

He can make sure that Lin Fei is still in the hotel.

But, in fact, he didn't see Lin fly out at all.

Originally, he thought Lin Fei would run.

He ran away, and that's why he did it.

Just now, he had been staring at the door of the hotel. He was afraid that Lin was still there Zhong Yuanshan answered without hesitation.

"Yuanshan, that damned son of a bitch, he's still in the hotel now?" Zhong Ming points to the hotel. He stares at his son Zhong Yuanshan and asks angrily.

They seem to have seen Lin Fei's tragic death!

How could Lin Fei, that damned little bastard, survive?

Today, Wen and Ming are all here.

After Zhong Yuanshan, the other rich second generation, they looked at each other, and they saw a deep ecstasy in each other's eyes.

"Dad, you don't have to worry about me. I'll take someone and kill that damn little bastard." Zhong Yuanshan said viciously.

He was eager to see what the son of a bitch who hit his son Zhong Yuanshan looked like.

Good.

OK.

Moreover, the young man in his twenties forced his son Zhong Yuanshan to kneel down and apologize.

However, today, a young man in his twenties beat his son Zhong Yuanshan.

From childhood to adulthood, he never beat his son Zhong Yuanshan.

"Yuanshan, are you ok?" Zhong Ming saw the scar on his son's face, and he was heartbroken!

This means that Lin Fei's good life is over!His father and Wen Heming finally arrived.

Here it is.

"Dad, uncle Wen, you're here at last." When Zhong Yuanshan saw his father Zhong Ming and Wen he Ming, he was very excited and thirsty!

At this time, at the gate of Qianshan Hotel, Zhong Yuanshan ran up with his good friend.

The car stopped.

Creak.

Not long.

Three of them drove in the direction of Qianshan hotel.

Then.

The bell shrank in fear.

The air is filled with the smell of bloodthirsty.

Suddenly.

As Wang Da licked his lips.

"Good, boss." Wang Da narrowed his eyes. He licked his lips and said.

Wang Da Neng excrement the son Zhong Yuanshan's son.

Wen Heming, his good brother, decided to let Wang Da act in person.

In his opinion, just now, in Qianshan Hotel, he beat his son Zhong Yuanshan. He is dead.

Wen and Ming this sentence, let Zhong Ming very excited!

"Wang Da, you follow us to Qianshan hotel to kill people." Wen and Ming said with a smile.

"Boss, what do you want me to do?" Wang Da stood in front of Wen Heming and asked respectfully.

Wang Da's skill is terrible.

Ordinary special forces, he can hang 20.

Before that, Wang Da spent ten years in the special forces.

The name of a strong man is Wang Da.

A strong man like a hill came in.

Soon.

"Wang Da, come in for me." Wen and Ming look at the door, he called.

Today, Youwen and Ming came out to fight his son Zhong Yuanshan. How could he not die?

Hearing this, Zhong Ming felt more secure.

"Zhong Ming, we are brothers. Your business is my business. Your son Zhong Yuanshan has been beaten. I can't stand idly by." Wen and Ming said lightly.

All the security guards in his hotel, working together, are not opponents of the man who beat his son Zhong Yuanshan.

Just now, he listened to his son Zhong Yuanshan. In his hotel, the man who beat his son Zhong Yuanshan was very good at fighting.

"Wen Heming, you must help me with today's affairs." Zhong Ming said in a hurry.

Wang Da stamped on the ground.

Suddenly.

The floor cracked in all directions, and the rest of the audience couldn't help standing up.