dog?

Han Wenqing was extremely excited at this time.

If he could become Du Yuhuang’s dog, Han Wenqing would definitely be able to soar into the sky.

By then, it is not impossible to replace Jin Zihao.

Han Wenqing said excitedly: "The honor is so great."

Tao Wanshan, who was sitting next to him, looked jealous.

Similarly! Fan Wu and others were also jealous! Only Yang Beixuan held his arms from beginning to end, as if he did not take Du Yuhuang seriously.

"Hey, Yang Beixuan, right? Go and perform Tai Chi for Mr. Du."

Feng Shaolong pointed at Yang Beixuan, his face full of contempt.

What Tai Chi Gate?

In front of Qingmen, you have to kneel like a dog.

Yang Beixuan suppressed his anger and said, "Feng Shaolong, don't be too arrogant."

"I'll give you a face, right?"

Feng Shaolong's face changed slightly and he slapped up.

This slap completely angered Yang Beixuan.

But before Yang Beixuan could take action, he saw the four Qingmen disciples surrounded him with great momentum.

Even if he gave Yang Beixuan one hundred courages, he would not dare to offend Emperor Du Yuhuang.

The feeling of the fox pretending to be a tiger can only be described in one word.

It's great! Feng Shaolong took out his ears, glanced at Lin Mengting and others, and said lazily: "Don't be fucked, it's your honor to be able to have dinner with Mr. Du."

"roll!"

Just when Feng Shaolong was about to turn around and leave, he saw Tang Tian suddenly raised his head and shouted.

The sound of "get out" scared Han Wenqing and others and almost knelt on the ground.

Han Wenqing scolded angrily: "You little medicine boy, you're tired of living, are you?"

"Boy, don't implicate us. Why don't you kowtow to Mr. Feng quickly apologize."

Tao Wanshan, who was standing beside him, shouted with resentment.

Bang.

Suddenly, Tang Tian grabbed a plate and slapped Tao Wanshan's head.

Tang Tianleng said: "You have too many words."

"You...you are presumptuous!"

Before Han Wenqing could finish speaking, Tang Tian grabbed his hair and pressed him hard on the table.

Tang Tian said coldly: "You just like being a dog so much."

A little food anchor dares to act wildly in front of the pharmacist Buddha?

If it weren't for the sake of relatives, Tang Tian wouldn't have been so kind to Han Wenqing.

Feng Shaolong said in a trembling voice: "Tang...Tang Tian?"

Tang Tianleng shouted: "Get out, don't disturb me to eat!"

"asshole!"

"Who do you think you are?"

"I'm the King of Heaven."

"Kill him for Master Ben."

Feng Shaolong pointed at Tang Tian's nose and shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, the four Qingmen disciples pulled out the daggers from their waists and rushed towards Tang Tian.

Looking at the Qingmen disciple who rushed forward, Tang Tian grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them out.

With a few "bang bang" sounds, the four Qingmen disciples, who were trembling back and forth like electric shocks, and finally knelt down limply on the ground.

Tang Tian said coldly: "Can you get out now?"

"You...you wait for me!"

Feng Shaolong pointed at Tang Tian, ​​and then he stumbled out of the box.

In Jinling, who dares to attack the Qingmen disciples?

Those who insult Qingmen will be killed without mercy.

I believe that it won’t be long before Du Yuhuang will bring people to kill him.

By then, Tang Tian would probably be unable to escape death.

Han Wenqing wiped the oil stains on her face and suppressed her anger and said, "Tang Tian, ​​you are so arrogant, you dare to beat me! Wait for me, I want to tell my aunt and let her teach you a lesson!"

"casual."

Tang Tian was too lazy to pay attention to Han Wenqing, but instead ate his own snacks.

Fan Wu whispered: "Mr. Tang, you might as well leave quickly, Qingmen is not easy to mess with."

"When I eat and drink, I will naturally leave."

After saying that, Tang Tian raised his head and drank a sip of red wine.

Qingmen?

Du Yuhuang?

!To be honest, Tang Tian really wants to meet this Du Yuhuang.

Look at what the Qingmen generation is.

After returning to the box, Feng Shaolong complained in tears and snot.

Feng Shaoyu at the wine table said with a stern face: "Didn't you mention Mr. Du's name?"

"Brother, it's okay if you don't mention it. I got a few more slaps when I mentioned it. The little medicine boy said, "Young Master Du is nothing, he doesn't even have the qualification to carry a chamber pot for him."

Feng Shaolong wiped his tears and said with added fuel to the fire.

Du Yuhuang! Young Master of Qingmen! In the East China Sea, who doesn’t know his reputation as Du Yuhuang?

Du Yuhuang leaned against the sofa and said in a cold voice: "He really said that?"

"Mr. Du, how dare I deceive you?"

"To be honest, that little medicine boy is very arrogant. He didn't even say that he beat me, but he also forced the Qingmen disciple to kneel down."

Feng Shaolong said angrily.

Du Yuhuang lives in a blue shirt, with a small back on his back, looks pretty and looks very elegant.

But under this elegance, there is a executioner's face hidden.

Feng Shaoyu poured a glass of wine for Emperor Du Yuhuang and kindly persuaded: "Senior brother, why not forget it. As far as I know, the little medicine boy is Jin Zihao's man, not to mention that this imperial club is still the territory of Emperor Chu. It is better to have less trouble than to have more trouble."

"What do you mean is to let me be a turtle with a head-reducing turtle?"

Du Yuhuang grabbed Feng Shaoyu's hair and leaned into his ear and said.

Feng Shaoyu swallowed his saliva and said, "Senior Brother, you misunderstood. I am just worried about your safety."

“Where I pass, I’m safe.”

Du Yuhuang raised his head and drank a sip of wine, then grabbed the iron fan on the table, turned around and left the private room.

Before there was too much thought, Feng Shaoyu hurriedly followed Feng Shaolong and others.

Tang Tian didn't know at this time that Emperor Du Yuhuang had brought people to seek revenge.

Du Ruoxuan said nervously: "Brother Tang, why don't we go?"

"I'm here."

"Don't be afraid."

Tang Tian said comfortingly.

"This kid is really good at pretending."

"Who said no, I'm dead and still so calm."

"Hmph, maybe he's scared."

The people here couldn't help but sarcastically.

Clang.
To be continued...