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Chapter 198: Overlord's Meal(1/2)

Zhang Hao frowned upon hearing the sound.

This voice is very familiar.

It turned out to be Ding Ziku's voice.

Looking around, I saw a few people sitting on the sofa in the lobby.

In addition to Ding Ziku, there is also a familiar face, Fan Jian.

Several people's faces were slightly red, and they had obviously drunk a lot of wine.

Wang Fugui, on the other hand, stood in front of Ding Ziku with his head bowed.

"Master Ding, I'm just a part-time worker. I hope you won't embarrass me."

"Get out!"

"Master Ding, just give me five thousand, and I will pay the remaining three thousand. You are also a person with status, so you can't eat the King's meal."

"Overlord's meal? Believe it or not, I will beat you into a bastard!"

After saying that, Ding Ziku stood up and started to take action.

"stop!"

Zhang Hao shouted angrily.

But when he was about to walk over, a figure jumped out from the side.

If you take a closer look, you will see that it is big and strong.

Da Zhuang's face was filled with a smile.

Haha, opportunities will come to make money.

Hit me.

Hit me all!

"Hey~ isn't this Ding Zi cool?"

"This is Brother Hao's hotel. How many of you dare to eat the Overlord meal?"

"I think you guys are just big lanterns in the toilet, looking for shit!"

Da Zhuang is very arrogant.

There was a bit of provocation in his tone.

Ding Ziku was furious.

When I heard the angry shouting just now, I thought it was Zhang Hao, but it turned out to be Da Zhuang, a little brat.

"Da Zhuang, you want to be beaten, don't you?"

Da Zhuang nodded.

"That's right, you can beat me up if you can."

"Just the few of you? I can handle it without using my hands."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ziku became furious.

Others also felt their dignity had been greatly affronted.

"grass!"

"Fuck him!"

"court death!"

Crackling.

Ding Ziku and others began to beat Da Zhuang.

Fan Jian also joined in.

Although eating the Overlord meal is Ding Ziku’s meaning.

But when I beat Da Zhuang, I couldn't control my emotions at all.

Because this kid really deserves a beating.

Da Zhuang covered his face with his hands to avoid losing his appearance.

Although it hurts a lot.

But I feel happy in my heart.

Each of these people will remember how many times they punched or kicked themselves.

If it was less than 100,000, no one would be able to leave.

But not long after.

Da Zhuang suddenly became depressed.

He originally thought that Zhang Hao and Zhao Yong would come to help when he was beaten.

But the two of them were actually indifferent.

And it's like watching the fun.

"Depend on!"

"They are so uninteresting."

"You saw me being beaten and you didn't come to help me."

"Strange? Why doesn't Zhao Yong come over and get beaten?"

"Don't he want to make money?"

"Ouch~ It hurts me so much."

"Brother Hao! Help~"

Da Zhuang shouted with the loudest voice.

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"This grandson must be crazy about money."

"Forget it, I'll let him get beaten and see if he dares to do it again."

With his thoughts on his mind, Zhang Hao walked over directly.

"stop!"

Although their voices were angry, Ding Ziku, Fan Jian and others did not stop.

Because when you are so strong, it is not so easy to stop.

Zhang Hao frowned.

He didn't have time to think too much and rushed forward.

Bang bang bang~

A dull sound sounded.

Zhang Hao performed a set of Tai Chi and forced Ding Ziku and others back with four or two movements of a thousand pounds.

When he saw it was Zhang Hao, Ding Ziku was immediately frightened.

"Zhang, this matter has nothing to do with you. Just mind your own business."

Zhang Hao smiled and said "f*ck".

He continued: "You are having a meal in my hotel."

"You even hit my brother."

"Do you think this matter has anything to do with me?"

Ding Ziku couldn't help but be startled.

Unexpectedly, this hotel actually belongs to Zhang Hao.

Isn't this a nail in the coffin?

"Is this hotel really yours?"

"Nonsense, maybe it's still yours."

Ding Ziku narrowed his eyes slightly.

The next moment, the angry expression gradually turned into a smiling face.

"Really, isn't this a joke?"

"If I had known that the hotel was yours, why would I still be eating the king's meal?"

"Don't be angry, I'll go check out right now."
To be continued...
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