Chapter 139

"I..."

He Bingbing choked and tears ran down his cheeks.

"Stop crying."

Zhang Zhengrou comforted, but his eyes were full of murderous spirit.

"Darling, tell me who did it."

Zhang Zheng carefully took he Bingbing into his arms and tried not to let his blood touch her.

He Bingbing calmed down for a moment and said, "yes... He Xiong also had a man named Xu Jin... They scolded me in public while little Chang didn't come, saying that I was a girl and had nothing but... They could only please men with their bodies in exchange for their current status..."

He Bingbing said, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

She seemed to have returned to the magnificent hall, helpless, and could only bear their humiliation and slap.

Ah Qiao saw it and coldly came forward to preside over the scene. After scolding them, she asked he Bingbing to go home first.

At that time, he Bingbing didn't know what to think. She inexplicably thought of Zhang Zheng, or she thought of Zhang Zheng. If Zhang Zheng was present, she would not be wronged at all.

"I see."

Zhang Zheng was calm and terrible. He said softly, "would you like to play here for a while? I'll go to a birthday party and pick you up and take you home."

Zhang Zheng's tone was very gentle, like coaxing a child.

He Bingbing, who endured all the way, suddenly felt a little wronged. She turned her mouth, put her head against Zhang Zheng's chest and began to cry softly.

Zhang Zheng took a deep breath and turned to look at Xu Zihan.

Xu Zihan rolled up his sleeves, tied up his long hair behind him and looked at Zhang Zheng.

When he Bingbing had cried enough, Zhang Zheng asked Rourou and Liu Liu to go shopping with her, and Xu Zihan and Xu Zihan strode towards the direction of the birthday party.

"That's little Chang Ye's birthday party."

Xu Zihan suddenly opened his mouth.

Zhang Zheng raised his eyebrow: "then."

"The guards are very strict."

"Yes."

"Take the knife."

Xu Zihan threw the short knife tied to his waist.

Zhang Zheng took over and said nothing.

At the gate of the hotel where the birthday party was held, there were many guards dressed in black in front of the gate.

Zhang Zheng ignored them and walked in.

The guard reached out to stop Zhang Zheng and said, "is there an invitation?"

"No." Zhang Zheng said faintly, "get out of the way."

The guard then said, "what's your name?"

"Zhang Zheng."

Zhang Zheng's hand holding the knife was about to lift up.

But the guard let go sideways.

Zhang Zheng and Xu Zihan looked at each other, didn't care so much, and strode in.

Because it's Xiao Chang's birthday party, the address is the best and most advanced Tianlong Hotel in Huayun city. It has been emptied for Xiao Chang's use.

Led by Xu Zihan, they rushed all the way to the sixth floor.

The decoration here is magnificent, the guests are well dressed and dance gracefully with music.

Zhang Zheng and Xu Zihan are like two different kinds, wearing blood stained casual clothes to break into this gorgeous upper class ball.

"Xu Jin, He Xiong, where are you?"

Zhang Zheng scanned the crowd and didn't see the two faces he was looking for.

The guests were so frightened that no one dared to speak for a moment.

Also, Zhang Zheng was stained with Uncle snake's blood, and the blood on his hand had not been wiped clean. Xu Zihan just stood quietly behind Zhang Zheng, holding a cold machete in his hand.

The dance stopped at once.

At this time, ah Qiao came over in a hurry.

She was stunned when she saw Zhang Zheng and Xu Zihan wearing the Jinfeng cheongsam before, but soon ah Qiao wanted to clear the joints.

"Come here," said ah Qiao. "They're not here."

Zhang Zheng didn't mean to make trouble without reason. He nodded and followed ah Qiao to leave quickly.

Ah Qiao took them all the way to the 12th floor. In the corridor, Fu Xue, wearing a slim blue fishtail skirt, was leaning against the wall in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Zheng coming, Fu Xue was stunned, then frowned and worried and said, "what's the matter? What's the blood? You're injured?"

"No."

Zhang Zheng took the handkerchief from ah Qiao and wiped the blood on his hand.

Fu Xue looked at the knife in Xu Zihan's hand and knew what had happened.

She was silent for a long time before she said, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect he Bingbing."

Ah Qiao sighed and shook her head: "we were persuading Changqing not to be cold. Something had happened when she came out. Originally, we were going to give her a head. The girl was stubborn and didn't want to trouble us, so I let her go back first."

Zhang Zheng nodded and said, "I don't blame you. I'm just curious... Where are those two guys?"

Fu Xue pointed to the gate at the end of the corridor and said, "it's at auction."

"Auction?" Zhang Zheng frowned. "Why auction?"

A Qiao helps the forehead: "what evergreen asks, cheer up."

Zhang Zheng nodded and said, "can I go in?"

"Go." Fu Xue said, "I'll take you in."

Zhang Zheng knew there would be many people, but when Fu Xue opened the door, he was startled by the guests in the whole hall.

And Zhang Zheng with blood on his body gave others a big jump.

Chang Qing sat in the front row, shaking his glass and quietly looking at Zhang Zheng standing at the door.

The auctioneer on the stage was stunned. For a moment, he didn't know whether to follow the auction or stop first.

"Go on." Fu Xue gently lifted her lips.

The auctioneer looked at Evergreen with some hesitation.

Chang Qing nodded, apparently acquiesced to Zhang Zheng's arrival.

"Where do you want to sit?" Fu Xue turned and asked Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng looked. There were almost no more than four people sitting at the round tables. In this case, it became very easy to find people.

Zhang Zheng saw Xu Jin and He Xiong sitting in the middle. He smiled and said, "then... Sit here."

Fu Xue frowned and said, "are you sure? Although I understand your mood, now it's at the evergreen birthday party..."

"I won't make trouble."

Fu Xue nodded and Zhang Zheng strode towards Xu Jin's table.

Zhang Zheng is not a newcomer in the business world, because he is the agent of Zhengxing group, and he cried about the money of nvqiang organization on TV. Almost the whole business world knows him.

But most people's impression of him was that he was a promising younger generation. Suddenly, the younger generation broke into little Chang Ye's birthday party with blood and a face to fight. It was even brought in by Miss Fu Xuefu himself.

Zhang Zheng sat down at the table, looked up and smiled at Xu Jin and He Xiong: "Xu Jin, He Xiong."

Xu Jin was very uncomfortable with his name taboo. He pulled his collar and said, "are you looking for something?"

"Of course not." Zhang Zheng stretched out. "Isn't it an auction? Naturally, it's for auction."