Chapter 153： Are you okay, Master Zhang?

At this moment, when Zhang Xiaofan and Shao wénqiáng confronted each other.

All I could hear was the far and near outside the door.

"Uh, uh, uh ..."

Dense footsteps like raindrops.

"Go out and see!"

Shao wénqiáng, beckoned.

Direct the two black bodyguards under your hand to see the situation.

It was just that they had just reached the door of the box and had not had time to open it.

All I could see was that the door of the box was opened with a heavy kick.

Then a famous soldier in camouflage rushed in.

They immediately subdued the two black bodyguards who wanted to go out to check the situation.

"who!"

After seeing these soldiers who rushed in these live ammunition.

Shao wénqiáng was astonished and shouted, saying.

However, he has not yet said the second sentence.

It was an extremely loud shout from outside the door.

"Someone intentionally hurt the head of the family and the guards are ready to fight!"

"Click ---"

Those soldiers heard that the first time, they immediately opened the automatic safety lock.

All of them aimed the people at the box.

Seeing these black holes, the qiāng mouth points to himself.

Those black bodyguards under Shao Wénqiáng's hands threw away the weapons in their hands when they saw this.

Squatting heads one by one, shivering in the corner.

Fearing that he made an extraordinary move, he was directly killed by the soldiers on the spot.

"Guru--!"

Seeing this, Shao wénqiáng swallowed a saliva fiercely.

Rao is, seeing him used to strong winds and waves.

At this point, my heart was cold.

He turned his head to look at the young man who was still shaking his wine glass and smiled. My heart secretly said.

"His grandma, what exactly is this boy?"

"How come even the military!"

However, just when Shao Wénqiáng was in shock for Zhang Xiaofan's identity, he was a little speechless.

Then he saw a young man wearing a brown military uniform with a caliper head.

It was struck into the box by a crowd of soldiers and stars.

He first looked at A Biao, who had been dead for a long time, and his expression remained unchanged.

Then, after seeing Zhang Xiaofan sitting beside the wine glass.

The seriousness on his face disappeared immediately, and the arrogant trot ran to the teenager.

Then, took the bottle from the woman in white cheongsam.

While pouring wine into Zhang Xiaofan's empty wine glass, respectfully and authentically.

"Master Zhang, are you okay? Did they hurt you?"