C737 Who Are You Old Thing
C737 Who Are You Old Thing
The middle-aged man's confident words shocked Ma Yong.
Another person came out from the side and said to the middle-aged man, "Could it be that you are from the city government's magic tower?"
Ma Yong did not dare to let him continue when he heard the two words' magic tower '.
He was afraid that if he continued, not only would he lose his veil hat, but he might also lose his head.
Ma Yong did not expect that a small Midnight Snack Restaurant would involve so many people he could not afford to offend.
All he wanted to do now was to quickly seal off the Midnight Snack Restaurant so that he could leave this uncomfortable place.
"Enough!"
Ma Yong interrupted the noise around him and said fiercely to the few workers he brought, "Go, seal this shop for me!"
"Roger!"
Just as the few staff members of the beach administration walked towards the gate of Midnight Snack Restaurant with proud expressions, a voice that was neither light nor heavy but full of pressure suddenly came from the gate.
"I want to see who dares to take a step forward!"
This voice was as old as a tree and full of anger.
In an instant, everyone felt a bolt of lightning flash across the sky, and it shook the entire place to the point of absolute silence.
The owner of this voice was definitely not a simple person who could produce such an effect with just a single sentence!
Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice, only to discover that it was an old man dressed in black who had opened his mouth.
Just by simply standing there, there was an invisible pressure filling the surroundings, constantly attracting everyone's attention.
This kind of person would be the center of the crowd in any situation, an existence that everyone would look up to.
And beside this old man stood a cold-faced woman wearing a windbreaker.
Her tall and straight figure was like a towering tree protecting the old man, blocking out the storm that could come at any time.
"Who are you, old thing?!"
Ma Yong was very angry at the moment.
As the manager of the beach, director was usually very powerful.
But today, Ma Yong was always frustrated.
Each and every one of them. Was it over or not?
Aren't I just going to seal up a shop? Where did so many people get in the way?
Ma Yong was so angry that he couldn't find anything special about this old man. He just thought he was another person who got in his way because he had nothing to do.
The pupils of Fang Yaoting and the others, who had just opened their mouths, shrank when they saw the old man's face.
They discussed softly below. "It's Mo. Is that right?"
"That's right, it's him."
He looks much better than on TV news. ..." "
Those who recognized Old Man Mo all shut their mouths in tacit understanding.
When they heard Ma Yong's reckless words, pity appeared in their eyes.
It was a look of worry for Ma Yong's intelligence.
"Impudent!" Dongfang Ningyun immediately opened her eyes and scolded, "How dare you be rude to Senior Mo? Who is your leader? I must report this matter to him!"
And the harder Dongfang Ningyun was, the more it aroused the hostility in Ma Yong's heart.
He could no longer suppress his frustration. He took a step forward and slapped Dongfang Ningyun's face.
"You b * st * rds! I told you to reflect, but what about you?!"
However, Ma Yong's palm suddenly stopped in midair.
A large drop of cold sweat hung on his forehead.
Cold sweat kept appearing on his forehead.
A black gun barrel was pressed tightly against Ma Yong's forehead.