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Chapter 388 Apology

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    "Brother Yang, who is this person?"

    Although these young men are arrogant, they also know that there are many people in Beijing that they cannot afford to offend. Even the adults in their own family are just inconspicuous little characters in the eyes of some people, so they usually cause trouble.  , they all come by watching people come, and the occasions when they fight are mostly in bars. People with status and background generally rarely go to such places.

    This is also because Zhuang Rui came out in a hurry today. He casually put on the clothes he brought from Pengcheng before. Of course they were not brand-name goods. This group of people saw him and thought he had no background, so they dared to step forward.  The siege, but when they heard Yang Bo's address to Zhuang Rui, they all felt a little nervous. Could it be that they were kicked on the iron plate this time?

    "Brother Zhuang, please put him down first to save your little brother's face. Later, I will ask him to serve you a drink to admit his mistake and apologize to you in public"

    Yang Bo secretly complained in his heart that he and this man had no friendship at all. If he couldn't calm down the other party's anger today, maybe he would be involved in this matter. He wanted to give him a slap in the face now, he was so idle.  Isn't it good to exercise with a woman? Why do you have to join in the fun?

    At this moment, Yang Bo didn't care to talk to other people. After saying these words, he looked at Zhuang Rui eagerly. He was unsure in his heart. The other party just wouldn't give him this face. He, Yang Bo, had no chance at all. He knew,  In the eyes of the other party, the title of famous young master in the capital is not even a piece of shit.

    "Brother, this eldest brother, I am blind, please let me go first, why don't I just apologize to my little sister"

    Zhuang Rui had already loosened his grip at this moment and just grabbed Mr. Fan's collar. Mr. Fan could breathe again. He was not a fool. When he saw Yang Bo, who usually didn't look at outsiders seriously, he turned to Zhuang.  Rui was so complimentary that he knew he had hit a brick wall, and his posture was so low.

    "Who is this young man? Why don't you stop fighting?" The man next to him hadn't seen enough of the excitement.

    "He must be someone with a good background. I would admit defeat before seeing that person"

    "A bunch of cowards, so many people are afraid of one person!" The man who spoke was a pot-bellied man with a modern girl in tow. He expressed serious dissatisfaction with not being able to watch the fun.

    "Zhuang Rui, are you okay?"

    Qin Xuanbing wanted to run over just now, but Wu Zhuozhi kept holding her back. But she saw with her own eyes that Zhuang Rui was hit hard with a stick on the shoulder. At that time, her heart twitched, and her eyes were already filled with tears.  There were tears in my eyes.

    "His"

    Zhuang Rui took a breath and let go of Mr. Fan who was holding on to his right hand.

    These guys were so damn cruel. This blow to his left shoulder probably hurt the bone. Before Zhuang Rui had time to use spiritual energy to treat him, he was touched by Qin Xuanbing and gasped in pain.

    "It's okay, Xuan Bing, don't worry, I just got touched" As Zhuang Rui spoke, he penetrated the spiritual energy into his skin. As a cool breath flowed through, Zhuang Rui was able to raise his hand.

    "Brother Yang, who is that person?"

    Mr. Fan took advantage of the time when Zhuang Rui and Qin Xuanbing were talking and sneaked up to Yang Bo like a thief. He asked with a bitter look on his face that he was trying to find out where the other party came from and if he could invite a familiar elder to talk to him.

    You know, in Beijing, offending people is a big or small matter. In the past, Mr. Fan had several buddies, but because they didn't have the foresight, they offended people they couldn't afford to offend. They are still living abroad, and others don't.  He didn't even dare to return to his country.

    Mr. Fan was originally two or three years older than Yang Bo, but he couldn't care less at this time and even called him brother.

    When Yang Bo saw that Zhuang Rui had given him this face, he felt reassured and a little proud. He glanced at Zhuang Rui and saw that he didn't notice him, so he lowered his voice and said to Mr. Fan: "You  Where did you meet Miss Mu?"

    "It's at a club in the suburbs of Beijing. Hey, I said we were all together that day. Why are you asking?"

    Mr. Fan is a little confused. When he hooked up with this female celebrity a few days ago, weren't these brothers all present?

    "Then let me tell you, the club in the suburbs of Beijing is owned by the family in front of me!"

    Yang Bo¡¯s words made a group of people dumbfounded. They knew a lot about clubs in the suburbs of Beijing, and their elders had repeatedly told them that they must not cause trouble there and asked them to go there to make more connections.

    They all also know that the club is divided into several levels. Of course, they can only hang out in Building 3. In their eyes, the other two mysterious buildings areThat guy was a young man, quite smart. Seeing that he couldn't escape, he bent down to pick up the stick he dropped on the ground, walked up to Zhuang Rui and said, "Brother, it's my fault, it's my bad hands.  , I will do it myself, if you feel comfortable, please let me go this time."

    As he spoke, the man squatted down, put his right hand on the marble floor, held a baseball bat in his left hand, and smashed it hard against his right hand.

    "Ouch!" The severe pain coming from his right hand made the man cry out miserably, with his fingers connected to his heart. He was far from being as strong as he thought.

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