Chapter 1127

"There are seeds!" I don't know how many people with the same idea in their hearts secretly thumbed up to Mr. Zhao.

They just dare to think so, but never dare to say so. As expected, Mr. Zhao said what they wanted. Unfortunately, the end has also been expected.

"Where are you from? How dare you be rude to my mother!" When he stopped drinking, there were more than a dozen running around with the four guards. Among them, the little running hall just serving them is also in it.

Bang bang bang bang bang, a series of sounds one after another, the four strong bodyguards, before they stand up, have been beaten by the rolling pin and towel. Even if they have all fallen down, there are still a lot of fists and feet added up. At the sight of four people, they will not look like adults in an instant.

Mr. Zhao looks like a face-to-face person. For a while, his fists and kicks haven't come to him. However, two old people who seem to be in charge have come over.

The two supervisors were not young, with deep wrinkles on their faces. Surprisingly, they had no beard on their chin.

"Where are you from? How dare you be so rude to your wife in front of us?" Before the man arrived, one of the sharp voices of the steward had been heard.

"Zhao laohao! Good old Chen! "

"Good manager Zhao! Good manager Chen! "

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As soon as the two managers appeared, there was a sound of greeting, all of which were greetings. All the people who spoke were smiling with their faces and arching their hands, as if the two old managers were more close than their father.

"Zhao Shangshu's mark?" Before the steward came, some running halls had taken the family emblem on the guard to the steward and presented it with their hands.

"You have to deal with Zhao's affairs." Among the two stewards, the one who has not spoken all the time saw the badge and lost interest in the time. He walked to the side of himself, and naturally the courteous runner gave him a chair to sit on.

"Are you the youngest son of Zhao Shangshu's family, Zhao Qingyun, who is called the fourth eldest son?" On his way to Zhao Qingyun, manager Zhao asked.

"It's just me, your son!" As soon as Zhao Qingyun heard that he knew him, he began to shake up. He was about to challenge the running people who beat his guards violently. Suddenly, he slapped his face and received a heavy slap in the face.

"What a mess, you dare to sit when manager Zhao is standing?" A rude slap on the face of Mr. Zhao made the whole of Mr. Zhao's people fan up in an instant. He slipped a circle in the air and fell heavily on the greasy floor.

From birth to now, Zhao Qingyun has never suffered such a crime. Zhao Guoguo is used to it. He can understand the situation in front of him. He doesn't even think about what the manager Zhao said when he opened his mouth.

"Dare to hit me, you're not going to die?" Covering his face, Mr. Zhao first dropped a cruel word, and then he would stand up and say, "Damn it, I will kill your family!"

"Zhao Shangshu's family seems to be really neglecting discipline. I'll take charge of your little beast for him today, so as not to cause disaster to my family." A Taishi chair had appeared behind the manager Zhao. The manager Zhao sat down with a big pull of his robe and said with cold frost, "hold your tongue!"

Zhao Qingyun, who had just climbed up a little, suddenly had one more foot on his back and stepped on his body just a little bit. Then, a loose back, a pain in both arms, was twisted from both sides, pulled up from the ground.

A runner with a straight spatula that he didn't know where to find came from, and fan it up to Zhao Qingyun's face.

At the beginning, Zhao Qingyun's mouth was full of raves. After more than ten times, the whole mouth and the cheeks on both sides were swollen, and even the skin had been broken and bleeding. But the master's running didn't stop at all, and he was still shoveling.

The sharp pain makes Zhao Qingyun realize that if he dare to play hard on his lips again, he will suffer more and quiet down. Even if the pain is not good, I dare not make a sound.

Sure enough, as soon as he shut up, the shovel on the opposite side stopped. Twist his arms two hands also let go, Zhao childe body a soft, spread on the ground again.

"I don't know the height of heaven and earth at a young age. How dare I make a bluff here?" Manager Zhao didn't know when there was more than one cup of tea in his hand. He gently lifted the lid of the tea bowl and took a sip of it. Then he raised his legs and spoke slowly.

"It's said that a minister of the Ministry of war, even the Prime Minister of the dynasty, has to behave and be honest when he comes here." Manager Zhao just glanced down at Zhao Qingyun: "today I think you are the first time to commit a crime, and I will let you go lightly."

Hearing the four words from Qingfa, Mr. Zhao felt relieved at last. At home, he also heard these four words. Every time he ran into a disaster, his father always let himself go lightly under his mother's entreaty. If he said that, it means nothing in the back.

"Break their legs and let their men pull themselves back to their own houses." Manager Zhao doesn't care what he thinks in his mind. He tells him lightly: "it's really unlucky. I don't have to disturb everyone's interest in eating."

Zhao Qingyun is already on the ground. Do you want to be lighter or break your legs? What if you want to be heavier? Just thinking about it, two people behind them have swung two thick rolling pins and smashed them towards Mr. Zhao's two thighs.

There was a sharp pain in his legs, and two sharp sounds of bone fracture. From Zhao Qingyun's legs, Mr. Zhao made only half a scream, and was put into his mouth with a dirty rag to cover his voice. Then, Mr. Zhao Qingyun fainted cleanly.

"Everybody!" After dealing with Zhao Qingyun, the sitting manager of Zhao stood up directly and made a bow to the surrounding diners: "I'm really sorry that our Zhao people are not strict in discipline, which has caused you trouble. A pot of wine will be sent to each table today, and right will make amends. "

"Easy to say!" The people next to me seem to be familiar with this situation. Besides, who dares to carry a shelf at this time? They all said to Zhao Guanshi that they were friendly for a while, and then they sat down and continued to eat what they should eat and drink, just when the just happened. (to be continued. If you like this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my biggest motivation.