C142 Put It on the Spot and It Worked on the Spot
C142 Put It on the Spot and It Worked on the Spot
With this slap, a clear line of blood appeared on the young master's face.
"You dare to be disrespectful to us, Brother Pingtou? What the hell do I care?" The hoodlum cursed with a tyrannical tone.
The aristocratic young master was frightened to the point that his face changed drastically. He wanted to say something but was forcefully held back.
A wise man does not take advantage when the odds are against him. He knew that if he dared to argue with this unreasonable hooligan, he would definitely be severely beaten by the other party.
If he wanted to exact vengeance, there would be opportunities in the future.
"And you, do you recognize Brother Pingtou?" Seeing this young master yield, the lackey looked towards Wang Qing and the others.
Wang Qing's eyes narrowed and his expression became ugly. He frowned: "I am from Wang Family. Friend, do not go too far."
"I don't care about your Wang Family or the Li family. I'm just asking if you know Brother Pingtou. Your people insulted Brother Pingtou, how can this be counted?"
The lackey's face was filled with disdain as he was incomparably arrogant.
In their hearts, Brother Pingtou was the absolute boss. His position was unshakable, and they could not allow others to insult him.
Brother Pingtou raised his hand to stop the hoodlum and looked at Wang Qing: "I know your Wang Family, which is one of the Four Great Clans. Your wealth is close to ten billion."
"If you know Young Master Wang's identity, then hurry up and apologize, otherwise Young Master Wang will definitely find someone to take care of you."
Seeing this, one of the people behind Wang Qing said with a face full of pride.
A cold light flashed across Brother Pingtou's eyes as he said coldly, "Threatening me?"
"Li Li, shut the f * ck up." Wang Qing was shocked, then scolded the person behind him.
If these hoodlums were forced into a corner, who knew what they would do.
"It's true that my friend doesn't know how to talk. Let's just forget about it!" Wang Qing smiled as he looked at Brother Pingtou.
"Just let it go like that?" Brother Pingtou laughed as he shook his head, pointed at Ning Xiaolei and said, "My business is fine, but as for the matter of you offending me, what do you think we should do?"
Wang Qing was a bit surprised and said doubtfully, "You and that Little Jing …" "Kid, you know him?"
Originally, he wanted to say something about brat, but when he saw Brother Pingtou's eyes that seemed like he was going to eat someone, he was scared to the point of changing his mind.
"Forget it, Brother Pingtou, don't lower yourself to the same level as these toads. Bring the guy who got slapped over here over here."
At this time, Ning Xiaolei said to Brother Pingtou.
Although he really wanted to take care of these guys with the dirty mouths, with the opening of Thunderstorm Hall today, if they continued messing around, the customers would be scared away.
Hearing Ning Xiaolei's words, Wu Shuang ge, who was behind him, walked out with the hoodlum who beat him up before. He grabbed the young master's arm and dragged him over.
"Wh-what are you guys doing?" The young masters of your family were so frightened that their faces changed drastically as they shouted anxiously.
Ning Xiaolei sneered and pouted, "Shut up, you're lucky. Remember to pay later, or else I'll get someone to call back."
Regardless of whether the aristocratic young master was willing or not, Ning Xiaolei took out a box of hemostatic mud, picked up a pile of it with a piece of plastic and put it on Ning Xiaolei's face.
"Yi, it stopped hurting in an instant. It's so cool, so comfortable."
The frightened young master felt the change in his expression and exclaimed in surprise.
Ning Xiaolei was too lazy to waste words, so he took out a box of Traceless Mud and applied it to him.
The hemostatic mud only stopped the bleeding. If he wanted to remove the bruises on his face, he would have to cooperate with the Traceless Sand.
If a scar could be removed, a mere bruise would naturally be a piece of cake.
"Alright, look at yourself in the mirror and apply it on the spot. It will be effective on the spot."
Ning Xiaolei signaled Wu Junge and the other hoodlum to let go of the aristocratic young master, and pointed at the mirror on the side.
Before the aristocratic young master even looked in the mirror, the surrounding people had already seen the change in his expression and exclaimed out loud.