Chapter 706: Are You the Director?

Tang Zekai is not a brainless person, on the contrary, there is no fuel-efficient lamp that can be mixed in the capital, and his brain is much faster than the second generation of ordinary officials, he knows what it means to take advantage of the situation, the Huaxia Martial Soul Special Combat Team has an inseparable relationship with the owner of this club, and it will definitely make these two little soldiers and small shoes inexhaustible, broken and renewed.

Shen Xing's heart is now in turmoil, his mind is like a honeycomb, thousands of little bees are buzzing and dancing the figure eight dance, Xu Qing naturally stood in front of him, looked at the peach blossom eye Tang Shao coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Paralyzed, you belong to a dog, right?" Brother hasn't hit you yet, you bark poorly, and there is a kind of stretching out your dog's paw to try! ”

Tang Zekai was originally a little white-faced and good-looking, but he was so angry that he turned blue for a while, but he really didn't dare to reach out again, and he wouldn't do it if he opened his eyes and peed his pants.

"It's not a small amount of courage, the special combat team came to the crown prince's club to beat people, and today you are in the right place." Yang Zekai raised his voice an octave, in fact, in order to lure out the one in the hall, and the wishful thinking crackled.

Xu Qing is very annoyed now, he can encounter this kind of bad thing when he eats, being annoyed does not mean losing his mind, just now he has swept through the hall on the first floor through the wall with his perspective eye, and he really saw two people who are not very familiar, one is the grandson of Li Lao, and sitting opposite him is the captain of the third team of martial spirits, I really don't know what his name is.

Li Shao's position was a little far away from the gate, and he couldn't see what was happening at the door, but the waiter had already reported to him that it was two people from the special combat team who had a quarrel with Tang Zekai, and there seemed to be a physical conflict.

"Jia Ping, who do you think will be shouting outside?" The expression on Li Shao's face was very calm, he could get two pieces of information from the frequency of Tang Zekai's voice, this thing was not beaten, and he wanted to use himself to teach the two special combat soldiers outside.

Jia Ping is the captain of the third team, he is a frequent visitor to this club, today he came here to relax after the end of the pursuit of the Diancang faction martial artists, I don't want to encounter this kind of thing, as the leader of the first team, his status in the martial soul is second only to worship, so naturally he will not take the two special combat team members to heart.

"Li Shao, why don't I go over and take a look?" Jia Ping wanted to get up and leave his seat as he spoke, but Li Shao smiled and stretched out his palm to press down and said, "I'm not busy, someone is waiting for me to go out now, it's not a good feeling to be used as a gun, wait." ”

Tang Zekai at the door shouted loudly several times, but Li Shao couldn't help but mutter, couldn't help muttering in his heart, could it be that Li Shao saw my intentions and was deliberately waiting to see me embarrassed, right? Thinking of this, his confidence was lacking for a while, so he grabbed Tu Meng's waist and walked out.

"I don't have a good quality bun, you wait for me......" When he said this, Tang Zekai was already very nervous, but he shouldn't have stretched out a finger to Xu Qing's nose, it was this finger that touched the black powder on Mars, Xiao Xu didn't say a word, grabbed the outstretched finger with one hand and said goodbye, and the big slap was raised and a potsticker was thrown in the face.

Syllable!

Jiang Zekai, who had just walked out of the door for one meter, was directly pulled back to the hall, the force of this slap was just right, and he turned this guy around twice like a spinning top, and then covered his face and staggered back three steps, and returned to the hall like this, and then he found that the index finger that he liked to stretch out was folded out.