Chapter 737

However, the middle-aged man was not afraid of Ma Yong's pressure, and scorned to sneer: "you can go to the city hall to check the name of our Yaoting, and see if you are qualified to reprimand such a dog with chicken feathers as an arrow!"

If middle-aged people are confident, Ma Yong is shocked.

On the other side, another person appeared to the middle-aged man: "are you from the city hall pagoda...

only hearing the two words of fata, Ma Yong dare not let him go on.

He was afraid to go on. He was not only unable to protect his black hat, but also his head!

Ma Yong did not expect, a small night food, should be involved in so many people they can not afford.

Now he just wants to cut the mess quickly and seal the night food so that he can leave the place where he is uncomfortable.

"Enough!"

Ma Yong interrupted the noise around him and said to the staff members who brought him: "go, seal this store for me!"

"Got it!"

When the staff of the beach management office walked towards the night food gate with pride and dignity, a sound of no light or heavy but full of authority came from the door.

"I'll see if any of you dare to step forward!"

The voice was as old as a tree and full of anger.

In a flash, everyone felt that there was a thunder flash on the sky, which made the scene silent.

With a short sentence can produce such an effect, the owner of the voice is not simple!

People follow the reputation, but found that the opening is an old man in black.

Just standing there, there is an invisible pressure around him, constantly attracting people's attention.

In any situation, such people are the center of the crowd and the existence of the people.

Beside the old man, a cold faced woman wearing a windbreaker stood quietly.

The tall and straight figure is like a big tree in the sky around the old man to block the wind and rain that may blow at any time.

"Who are you, old man?"

Ma Yong was very angry at this time.

As the director of the beach management office, where is not the prestige?

But today, Ma Yong is frustrated everywhere.

One by one, is it over?

Don't you just seal a store? Where are so many obstacles?

Ma Yong was so angry that he couldn't find out the special features of the old man. He only thought he was an idle and boring obstacle.

For example, Fang Yaoting, who just opened his mouth, saw the face of the old man, but his pupils shrank.

"It's ink... Right?" he whispered at the bottom

"Yes, he is."

"It's much better than on the TV news..."

those who recognized the old man with the surname of Mo all closed their mouths in tacit agreement.

After hearing Ma Yong's words, they all showed pity in their eyes.

It was a look that worried about Ma Yong's IQ.

"Presumptuous!" Dongfang ningyun immediately glared at her eyes and yelled: "how dare you be rude to Mr. Mo, who is your leader? I must reflect it to him! "

The more tough the Oriental ningyun is, the more angry Ma Yong is aroused.

He could no longer suppress his irritability. He took a decisive step forward and directly slapped the face of Dongfang ningyun!

"You stinky girl, I asked you to reflect. What about your horse?"

But Ma Yong's palm suddenly stopped in mid air.

A big drop of cold sweat hung on his forehead.

Above the forehead, there is a cold sweat.

A dark barrel, tightly against Ma Yong's eyebrows!