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Chapter 69: Here's my talk!

China Star is one of the largest film companies in Hong Kong. Its boss is Xiang Huaqiang, a senior figure, and Xiang Tai is his wife.

Although Fly Jie is also the backbone of He and is known as the Tiger of Zuo Dun, he still does not dare to be presumptuous in front of Xiang Tai.

However, in front of so many brothers, when Mrs. Xiang was questioned like this, he looked a little embarrassed.

He looked at Mu Rong with a sullen expression on the second floor, who clapped his hands and came to the fence, looking down at him with a calm expression. He turned back and rushed to Xiang Tai and asked: "Xiang Tai, I am not targeting you Chinese Star people.

It’s this mainland guy who needs to be taught a lesson!”

With that said, he turned back and pointed at Mu Rong, gritting his teeth and growling.

Boss Xiang's strength is no less than that of "He". He is the leader of a division, so he will definitely not dare to offend Boss Xiang.

But when this mainland guy ruined his situation, he definitely couldn't ignore it. Otherwise, how could he, the boss, do it?

Mu Rong sneered: "Come here, why should I, Mu Rong, be afraid?"

Facing the dark crowd of horses, he was not afraid at all.

If there was audio accompaniment, his momentum would be even stronger.

Xiang Taixunsheng looked at Mu Rong, his eyes lit up slightly.

No wonder Du Qifeng said in the text message that Wu Jie wanted to force him to drink with the rich woman. This boy is really good-looking, no less good-looking than Gu Zai when he first debuted and his skin was fair.

"You idiot! Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Fly Jie was so angry that his face turned red, but he only dared to yell and scold and did not dare to step forward.

In the melee just now, there were already dozens of boys on his side, but Mu Rong didn't even mess up his hair or take a breath.

How could there be such a monster?

"I don't believe it."

Mu Rong shook his head.

Fly Jie choked and became furious. He turned around and shouted to Ma Zai: "Call! Call all the brothers!"

"Call someone!"

"Pounce on the street! Kill him to death!"

The horses started shouting one after another.

"Enough!"

Xiang Tai shouted sharply, and the whole place fell silent for a while.

Glancing at Mu Rong, she said to Fei Jie: "He is a guest invited by our China Star. It is impossible for me to watch something happen to him. A Jie, give me some face!"

Hearing what she said, Fly Jie immediately clenched his fists, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Of course I want to give Xiang Tai some face, but this guy smashed my place and drove me away.

Guest, you injured dozens of my younger brothers, how should you settle the bill?"

"How do you calculate it?"

Xiang Tai asked him back.

He glared at Mu Rong fiercely, gritted his teeth and said: "For all the damaged things here, plus tonight's losses, and my brother's soup and medicine expenses, give me a total of two million, and forget about it!"

On the second floor, before Mu Rong could speak, Xu Zhiqiang retorted angrily: "You obviously want to deceive people, but you hit them first. Why should we pay for it?"

After hearing his words, Yujie's expression changed: "Xiang Tai! You heard it, it's not something I don't want to talk about! They don't want to talk to me at all!"

"You are seeking death! The Yan family shovel!"

"You're so old! You're eating yourself!"

The horse boys on the stairs were waving watermelon knives and baseball bats, and they were shouting loudly.

But the horsemen on the second floor only dared to circle two meters away from Mu Rong and did not dare to step forward.

Dozens of horse boys lying on the ground were still groaning in pain. They were examples of not being afraid of death.

Mu Rong turned around and looked around them, sneering silently.

Seeing how timid all the horses were, not daring to step forward, Fly Jie's anger subsided little by little, and his rationality returned.

Suddenly, he thought of something and was startled. He suddenly turned back to look at Xiang Tai who was silent.

At this moment, the intercom suddenly sounded outside the nightclub.

Following the footsteps, five or six sirs came in from the door.

"We received a call that there was a fight here."

The leader, a high-ranking Sir, looked at the large number of men holding watermelon knives and was startled. He quickly put his hand on the gun bag and yelled: "Don't move, put down your weapon immediately!"

Looking at the arriving sir, Fei Jie's face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes looking at Xiang Tai became angry.

Actually called the police?

Are you still talking about the rules of the world?

But Xiang Tai watched with cold eyes and watched the show without saying a word.

"Ajie!"

An old man with gray hair and a mustache walked in outside the nightclub.

He saw the shouting Jie Fei and Sir, who was waiting for him. He stepped forward with a dark face and grabbed Fei Jie's arm: "Put down the knife!"

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and reprimanded in a low voice in Feijie's ear: "Baby! You've been hit! Put down the knife!"

Hearing what the old man said, Fei Jie looked at Xiang Tai coldly, then handed the watermelon knife in his hand to the old man and shouted: "Brother Fei."

The old man's name is Da Fei, and he is a veteran figure with the prefix "and".

Taking the watermelon knife and putting it on the table, Da Fei turned around and smiled: "Sir, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

Watching Da Fei negotiating with Sir, he asked the young man behind Xiang Tai in a low voice: "Mom, is this going against the rules of the world?"

He is Xiang Tai's youngest son, named Xiang Zuo.

"What are the rules of the world?"

Xiang Tai snorted: "This is a society governed by the rule of law. We are good citizens and taxpayers. If something goes wrong, of course we have to go to Sir. Who can tell us the rules of the world?"

As she said that, she glanced to the left and warned: "Remember, we are businessmen, and we must do things the businessman's way."

"knew."

He nodded to the left and stepped back.

Accompanied by Da Fei, Sir investigated the scene.

After confirming that all the injured people at the scene were injured by themselves and that no one asked to call the police, Sir A gave a stern warning to Da Fei, Yu Jie and others, and then the team left.

After seeing off Sir, Da Fei came to Xiang Tai.

"Alan, you are beautiful again!"

Da Fei said with a smile.

"Brother Fei, you still like to make fun of me."

Xiang Tai smiled and scolded.

Da Fei is a senior, Xiang Huaqiang is considered his junior, and Xiang Tai also has to show junior courtesy in front of him.

After laughing loudly, Da Fei smoothed things over: "We are all our own people. Is there anything we can't sit down and talk about?"

Fly Jie explained: "Brother Fei, I want to talk..."

"Shut up."

Da Fei Dan glanced at him, his eyes calm and intimidating.

Smiling slightly, Xiang Tai said: "Of course it's best if you, Brother Fei, take charge of the situation! I will listen to you."

With that said, she raised her head and shouted upstairs: "A Feng, please bring them down!"

"Coming."

Du Qifeng responded, quickly came to Mu Rong's side, and said in a low voice: "Let's go! You can't suffer the loss if you have Xiang Tai here."

After looking around, Mu Rong came to Xu Zhiqiang, looked at his bruised nose and face, and asked: "Are you okay?"

"Can't die!"

Xu Zhiqiang grimaced in pain, but still said something tough.

Nodding, Mu Rong patted Lin Zhiying on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the stairs first.

The horses stared at him fiercely one by one, but their feet dispersed like a tide, making room for him.

Mu Rong calmly walked down the stairs, came to Xiang Tai's side, nodded and shouted: "Xiang Tai."

"sit."

Xiang Tai nodded, raised his chin, and motioned for him to sit on the sofa next to him.

Without being polite, Mu Rong sat down, glanced at Fei Jie, who was obviously unconvinced, and then looked at Da Fei.

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