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Chapter 242 You Fart Me As A Dog?(2/2)

When Chu Feng saw the other party coming to him, he couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that the troubles that should be come have not been avoided.

I think the other party came because of the house.

His warning was ineffective.

As it turns out.

That's true.

Mr. Wang, who brought a group of people to the near future, directly looked at Chu Feng, looking arrogant.

"You are Chu Feng."

"I don't want to talk nonsense. From now on, the house will be named Wang. Take the keys and I can leave it alone for your previous offense."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was arrogant and looked extremely impatient with a condescending attitude.

Originally, in his opinion, this little thing would be natural to mention his name, but the other party didn't know what to do and asked him to go there.

It's a waste of his time.

The arrogant people have seen more.

But it is still very rare for people to use this kind of ideology. Chu Feng just glanced at him, and his eyes seemed to look at another idiot.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense about such a person, so he poured a glass of wine on his own and sipped it.

"Yeah, don't accept it?"

Seeing Chu Feng's attitude, Young Master Wang couldn't help but look down.

"Boy, tell you that in Tongzhou, there are still things I like, but I have no one to lose my hands. It is your honor to fall in love with your house."

"As for you, a small ditch like an ant from Jinzhou, you don't urinate in the mirror. You are worthy of interacting with Miss Qin?"

After all, he was still worried about what happened in the morning.

Why does Miss Qin favor him? Chu Feng can also compare with him?

Du Jingzhou, who was sitting with his back to Mr. Wang, changed his expression when he heard this and was about to get angry immediately, but was stopped by Chu Feng's eyes.

He raised his wine glass.

"Come on, drink!"

Mr. Wang, “…”

Been ignored.

Chu Feng's attitude immediately made Mr. Wang furious.

He raised his voice and raised his words.

"Bastard, I'm talking to you, do you fart my words like a dog?"

boom!

Just as Mr. Wang said something, a beer bottle that had not opened its mouth hit Wang Shao’s head.

"You try another one?"

Jiang Lin turned around, holding half a smashed beer bottle, and looked at Mr. Wang with murderous intent.

This time.

Suddenly, Mr. Wang was hit by a beer bottle and knelt on the ground, his head was covered in a mess, and blood was coming out.

"You... dare you hit me?"

Mr. Wang was confused.

He looked at Chu Feng and Jiang Lin with a dull look on his face, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Jingzhou, drink."

However.

However, Chu Feng still did not look at him. After drinking the wine, he signaled Du Jingzhou's wine glass.

Du Jingzhou looked strange, but without thinking too much, he picked up the wine glass and drank it.
Chapter completed!
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