The Peerless God of War of the Female President

The two security guards rushed in front of Yang Chen, and after taking a look at the two of them, they immediately pulled out the rubber sticks around their waists, pointed at Yang Chen and shouted: "Hurry up and let go of our guests, or we won't be polite!"

The strength in Yang Chen's hand was not loose, and he glanced at the two security guards coldly, "They are guests, shouldn't we be?"

"What kind of guest are you? Boss Huang is an SVIP guest of our hotel, and he is friends with our boss. You are so poor that you will only live in our hotel once in your life. You really treat yourself as a guest, right?!"

Yang Chen sneered coldly, "What a bunch of dog slaves who worship high and trample on low!"

"Okay, you still dare to scold me, come and surround me with this kid!"

The security guard yelled, and immediately ran out four or five security guards, surrounded Yang Chen in the middle, eager to try with a rubber stick in his hand.

"Why are you standing still? Why don't you hurry up and rescue Brother Huang!"

Seeing that a group of security guards were afraid to do anything, the woman couldn't help being anxious, and gave orders to the security guards with a pale face.

"Poor man, let me warn you one last time. Let go of my Brother Huang right now. I don't need to be as knowledgeable as you. If you dare to touch Brother Huang's hair, I will let you lie down and leave the hotel!"

Snapped--

As soon as the woman's voice fell, there was a crisp sound in her ear, and there was a burning pain on her face.

With his hands on his hips, Zuo Ran stood in front of the woman with a haughty face.

"Ye is so shameless, you still want my man to lie down? My man is lying down, what do you want to do?!"

The woman was a little dazed by Zuo Ran's slap, she covered her face and stared at Zuo Ran in surprise, "You, you dare to hit me?"

Zuo Ran stared at him: "Hitting you is light, if you dare to play shamelessly again, watch me scratch you to death!"

"Okay you silly bitch, how dare you hit me?!"

The woman who came back to her senses let out a roar, and clawed at Zuo Ran's face with all her teeth and claws.

"Oh, how dare you do it first? Hu spicy soup is not a meal, is it?"

Zuo Ran rolled up his sleeves, took a slight step to the side, avoided the woman's tearing, and grabbed the woman's long hair as soon as he stretched out his hand, and pulled the woman down with force.

The woman let out a scream, but before she could react, Zuo Ran was already riding on her back, pulling his hair backwards with one hand, and swung the other hand to point at the woman's face and yelled.

"Let you do it, let you move—"

Snapped--

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Zuo Ran slapped the woman's face one after another, making a crackling sound, and the woman kept screaming.

The 'Boss Huang' who was grabbed by Yang Chen's wrist yelled anxiously from the side: "Are you still there in a daze? Are you watching a show?! Hurry up and pull that crazy woman away!"

"oh oh!"

Only then did the two security guards come to their senses, and rushed to Zuo Ran's side, reaching out to pull his arm.

"Let go of me! You're a hooligan! The security guard is a hooligan—"

Zuo Ran, who was grabbed by two security guards' arms, was torn away from the woman, so she screamed at the top of her voice, beating her chest and stomping her feet, like a complete shrew...

Yang Chen only felt that there was a row of black lines hanging on his forehead, this woman loves acting too much.

She must have transferred her out of the Yang Group because of her own name, and she went out of the courtyard with herself, and she held a grudge in her heart, so when she arrived in the southern region, she played all kinds of monsters, making it clear that she was playing tricks on herself.

"Why is this?"

With the sound of a man's voice, the hotel's glass doors automatically opened to both sides, and a young man in a blue suit walked into the hotel lobby.

The man has dyed yellow hair, parted in the middle, fair skin and delicate facial features, with a standard 'little fresh meat' face, hands in the pockets of trousers, followed by a dozen stern-faced attendants in black, full of aura .

The security captain quickly ran to the man, nodded and bowed and said, "Young Master Liang, it's nothing serious, it's just that two idiots from the countryside made trouble, and we'll take care of it right away."

The man glanced at Yang Chen and Zuo Ran, and walked towards the elevator without stopping: "Get it done quickly, don't let these two bugs disturb our business!"

"Yes!"

The security guard responded, and shouted to his subordinates as if asking for credit: "Didn't you hear what Young Master Liang said? Hurry up and get rid of these two bugs! Don't let them interfere with our business!"

"Ye's the bugs! Ye's whole family are bugs!"

A cursing voice with a thick and hesitant flavor made the man stop his progress, slowly turned his head, and looked at Zuo Ran.

"What are you looking at!"

Following Zuo Ran's shout, a cloth shoe flew out of her hand, drew a perfect arc in the air, and slapped the man's face accurately. ,
Snapped--

The crisp voice made the entire hotel lobby quiet in an instant, and even the faces of the receptionists who had been watching the scene changed instantly!

They were almost saying the same sentence in their hearts - this country woman is going to be in trouble!

"I can't bear the sight of you sissies who are neither male nor female, you don't look like a man at all, and there are five or six of you pretending to be the boss, it's not too shabby!"

'Little Fresh Meat' looked at the disdainful Zuo Ran with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said, "Woman, you are playing with fire—"

Snapped--

Another cloth shoe flew over the crowd again, and accurately hit Xiao Xianrou's delicate face, leaving a shoe print, even the size '38' was clearly printed on it.

"Tsk tsk, you motherfucker! How much powder is on your face! I'm not even a woman compared to you!"

Not only the security guards, but even the bodyguards around 'Xiao Xianrou' were dumbfounded.

Because they didn't see how this woman made a move at all. She was obviously grabbed by the security guards just now!

The corners of 'Xiao Xianrou''s mouth obviously twitched twice, and his lungs were about to explode with anger from this woman with a Yudi accent.

"Catch her and bring her to my office. I want to let her know what will happen if you piss me off!"

"Yes!"

Two tall and burly bodyguards walked towards Zuo Ran aggressively, and the latter immediately let out an exclamation, and ran behind Yang Chen with bare feet and hid in a few steps.

"Brother, I'm your wife, you can't leave me alone!"

After Zuo Ran's 'kind reminder', Xiao Xianrou immediately added: "Catch that man for me too!"

Yang Chen secretly sighed, and with a casual swing, he threw the 'Boss Huang' in his hand towards the two bodyguards who rushed over.

The two bodyguards didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that they could push Boss Huang away easily, but they didn't expect that as soon as their hands touched Boss Huang's body, they immediately felt a strong force, and directly knocked the two bodyguards backwards. He backed up more than a dozen steps, staggered and fell to the ground.

"Ha ha……"

Zuo Ran, who was hiding behind Yang Chen, clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "I thought the master was a sissy, but I didn't expect that although the slave looks stupid and thick, it turns out to be an embroidered pillow, which looks good but doesn't work!"

Yang Chen sighed helplessly, and said in his heart that if you don't offend all these people, you won't be reconciled...

Sure enough, Zuo Ran's words immediately made all the bodyguards around Xiao Xianrou surround them with beards and stares.

Yang Chen raised his hands and took a step back, said lightly: "Okay, you guys won, we won't be able to stay in this hotel."

"Hmph, now I know I'm afraid? It's too late!"

The security captain yelled, and jumped up after taking two steps to run up. The rubber stick in his hand aimed directly at Yang Chen's head and smashed it down.

Yang Chen stood motionless on the spot, as if he was frightened stupid.