"Mr Qin." He Zhengrong coughed and said. "I apologize to the girl on his behalf. Why don’t we just let it go?"
He Zhengrong said, and really lowered himself, bowed to Xu Sunset and said sorry.
To say that He Zhengrong’s influence in Ice City is not small, but he is very smart.
As a successful businessman, he knows forbearance and what to say when he meets someone. Don’t provoke people who can’t be provoked. If provoked, it will only add unnecessary trouble to himself, which is very unfavorable for his development.
After decades in shopping malls, He Zhengrong has a deep research on larded school.
For opponents who are weaker than themselves, whether they are on their upper arms or thighs, whether they use formal or informal means, it is the last word to knock them down.
But for opponents who are stronger than themselves, they should stick to their faces to please them. Only in this way can they lose their vigilance.
Qin Shaojie’s identity he had a certain understanding from Ouyang Pu. After analysis, he knew that this man was not to be taunted. Therefore, He Zhengrong bowed down and apologized to Xu Sunset.
Qin Shaojie is also one leng. He didn’t think that He Zhengrong could lower himself so much, and at that time he didn’t know what to say.
"Dad, what are you doing?" He Yanling finally climbed out from under the sofa and saw his father bowing and apologizing to others, so he quit immediately.
"Dad, why are you afraid of them? My master will be here soon. I’ll see what else they can do."
"Good disciple, come for the teacher, tell the teacher which bold bastard dares to bully my apprentice Wang Biao."
It’s true that the devil is here.
He Sen YanGang say that finish, there was a gas dye-in-the-wood voice outside, and then, a man dressed in a white double-breasted Tang suit appeared at the door.
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Chapter 487 God fist door
White double-breasted Tang suit, white trousers, white cloth shoes, and a big back of the underworld boss type in Shanghai in the 1920s. His chubby face trembled when he walked, and his moustache hung on his mouth. As the saying goes, I want to be pretty and filial, but Qin Shaojie looks like this self-proclaimed Wang Biao is not pretty at all.
Isn’t it too cold to wear this suit in winter before the snow melts outside?
No, Qin Shaojie suddenly back channels. Looking at Wang Biao carefully looked at it and just laughed.
Feelings, a fat man with filial piety, is also a yogi. Otherwise, he is so strict and confident.
After all this trouble, I found a yogi as a master.
"Old guy, the fat man across the street is only trained in the foundation period. Which sect does he belong to?" Qin Shaojie secretly asked the ghost in his heart.
I don’t know. Ghost said lazily, as if he hadn’t woken up, as if winter came and he was going to hibernate.
"Shit, old man, say it quickly." Qin Shaojie urged. "Surely you also know that I have a way to help you reshape your body? Be careful to annoy me and make you look like that fat man. "
"Shit, I really don’t know." I’m in a hurry. "You don’t keep your word, you promised to become a handsome boy."
"I really don’t know?"
I don’t know.
"all right."
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"Boy, are you going to be rude to my disciples?" Wang Biao first said hello to a face of puzzling He Zhengrong, and then looked at Qin Shaojie and asked sharply.
"So what? What can I do for you? Wear so little, where to stay warm. " Qin Shaojie pie pie and said.
"Very arrogant." Wang Biao waved his huge head. Said. "Boy, I’d like to advise you to stay on the sidelines and meet you again in the future. That’s exactly what you said. Some people are not to be taunted."
"Not to be taunted? Haha. " Qin Shaojie seems to have heard some funny jokes, and immediately he laughed, thinking that at your level, letting our family go up to F can also abuse you.
"What are you laughing at?"
"no,no." Qin Shaojie repeatedly motioning with his hand and said. "Look at your charming, literary and skillful manner, and this suit is even more chic. Which sect do you dare to ask?"
"Oh?" Wang Biao slightly surprised, looking at Qin Shaojie asked. "Can you see that I have practiced? It seems that you are not simple, boy. I am the head of the 37th generation of Shenquan Sect. Which sect are you from? Please report your name so that I won’t hurt you by mistake. "
"God fist door? Have you heard of it, old man? " Qin Shaojie asked the ghost.
"Small sect, never heard of it."
"Small sect, never heard of it." Qin Shaojie looked at Wang Biao and said.
"Small factions? Hum. " Wang Biao snorted scornfully. "Boy, don’t you dare to threaten to attack my disciples even if you haven’t heard of my fist?"
"Are you going to take care of it?" Qin Shaojie looked at a face of banter, then at Wang Biao and said.