Female President's Bodyguard

Hearing that Xu Qing was still stubbornly sticking to his own point of view, the guest sighed with great regret, and turned back to the crowd.

"I said let's not be stupid, don't let this kid get involved."

"Boss Song will come later, who will go with me to explain to Boss Song?"

"If you don't clarify this matter, I think we will all have to be buried with this kid!"

The guest's words were echoed by other guests.

Compared with Xu Qing's display of skills, everyone is obviously more afraid of Boss Song's methods.

This notorious boss of the underground world has a hundred methods of torturing people?

No matter how much Xu Qing can fight, how many people can he beat?

Even if Boss Song's subordinates stood in front of him and let him kill him, they might not be able to finish killing until the blade was blunt!

Therefore, two guests who did not want to be troubled by Xu Qing took the initiative to stand beside the middle-aged guest.

Although the rest of the guests were also afraid of Boss Song, they also knew that Xu Qing did not do these things on purpose tonight.

If it wasn't for the guy in the bar and the ruffian who planned to spoil that beauty, how could the subsequent series of events happen?

Things always have a cause and effect, and good and evil will eventually be rewarded.

Most of the guests still have conscience, intending to admit that they are unlucky, and they don't want to jointly accuse Xu Qing.

Seeing that there were only two helpers for him, the middle-aged guest couldn't help but resent the lack of steel:
"You guys! It's hopeless! After the three of us explain it to Boss Song, we'll just talk about our business, and you can handle it yourself, don't say that buddies don't show loyalty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion coming from the door. Two rows of dark figures entered from outside the door. They were more than a dozen tall and burly men.

After the strong man entered the room, he aggressively pushed aside the bar security guard who was watching the excitement at the door, and then saw the five young people lying on the ground, and kicked them regardless of why they were lying on the ground.

"Damn it, Boss Song is still lying here? Don't you know that good dogs don't get in the way?"

The five young men had wounds on their legs and were kicked by them again. They immediately let out a scream, but halfway through the shout, the strong men slammed their feet again.

The young man couldn't stand the pain anymore, so he turned over and crawled on the ground, crawling to a place that was out of the way.

The strong man thought they were crawling slowly, so he kept kicking and urging them to get out of the way.

When there were no other things blocking the way, one of the burly men hurried to the door, nodded and bowed to welcome Boss Song in respectfully.

After Boss Song entered the bar, he had a serious demeanor, frost on his face, frowning, and glanced at the chaos in the shop, and asked in a cold voice:

"Where is Wuxiong?"

"Ouch! Boss, I'm here!"

Wu Xiong lay on the sofa, waved with difficulty, the blood in his crotch soaked the sofa red.

"Who did it?"

Without waiting for Wu Xiong to reply, he saw the middle-aged guest from before running out of the crowd with two helpers, as if he saw his own father.

"Song, Boss Song, I know who did it!"

The middle-aged guest shrank his neck, pointed to the corner where Xu Qing was with respect and fear, and smiled.

Boss Song nodded for him to continue.

"It was a boy who beat him! He lied to us before that he was treating guests, and lied to us to drink a lot of good wine in the shop."

"It wasn't until Boss Xiong came over that we realized we had been cheated, so we went to the bar to pay the bill. The three of us will never drink anything in the store for nothing!"

"But that kid hurt Boss Xiong again. I persuaded him for a long time to make an apology, but he didn't listen."

"Boss Song, this matter has nothing to do with the three of us. You see, this is the 10 yuan that the three of us pooled together. It's the money for the wine just now and the medical expenses for the brothers."

The middle-aged guest provoked Xuanhe, and kept talking for a long time, trying his best to draw the focus of the conflict to Xu Qing, so as to get rid of himself.

Boss Song asked his subordinates to take the bank cards and wallets, and looked back at the corner. The light couldn't reach there, there was only darkness, and a vague figure could be seen vaguely.

"Wu Xiong is my subordinate. As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog."

"When you make trouble on his territory, do you not take me seriously, Mr. Song, or do you not take seriously the dignified Zhao family?"

"Get out! Suffer!"

Song Boss gave a roar, his aura shook the sky, and the power of the boss of the underground world was undoubtedly revealed!
The three guests standing beside him trembled when they heard the sound, wiped their cold sweat and said to themselves:

Fortunately, we behaved well just now. If Boss Song took his anger out on us, we wouldn't be fucking dead?
Boss Song squinted at the guests next to the bar again, and confessed to his subordinates in a cold voice:

"These people see my subordinates being bullied, and they dare not go up to help. They are either friends or enemies."

"The man will be beaten to death, and the woman will be at your disposal. Leave all the money to me!"

After Boss Song finished speaking, he turned around abruptly, and sat majestically on the sofa next to him, confident that everything was under his control, and the whole scene was as stable as Mount Tai!

Seeing Boss Song's majesty, even Brother Wu Xiong, whose second pillar was cut off, didn't bother to cry out for pain, raised his fist with difficulty, and shouted with all his might:
"The boss is mighty! The boss is domineering!"

Suddenly, a cold question came from the corner:

"Beating a dog depends on the owner? Then who is your master?"

The middle-aged guest snorted coldly when he heard this question, and thought to himself:

Such an arrogant tone, that's Boss Song!

You ask who is the owner of the house?Even if everyone in Wanyuan knew that he was supported by Zhao Beihai, who would dare to ask him face to face?
Hmph, this Boss Song... Huh!

I saw that following Xu Qing's questioning in the corner, the majestic and uncompromising Boss Song stood up from the sofa in a blink of an eye, as if he had heard the emperor's dictation, with a terrified expression on his face!
"Yes Yes Yes……"

Boss Song stood still and stammered a dozen "yes" words, not knowing what to say!

Seeing this, the middle-aged guest hurriedly approached him, pointed to the corner in surprise, and shouted:
"It's him, it's him, it's him!

It was this kid who beat Boss Xiong!

Boss Song hastened to have him killed!

This matter has nothing to do with us!
It doesn't matter at all, it's all his fault! "

But when he looked up, he saw that Boss Song was trembling all over his body as if he had been electrocuted, and cold sweat was dripping down his chin like washing his face!
Xu Qing slowly walked out from the shadows, and before he could open his mouth to speak again, Boss Song knelt down with a plop!
Everyone in the audience, whether they were drinkers or subordinates, couldn't help but gasp!
Even a dog can still see its owner, wag its tail and bark twice.

What's more, the famous Song Boss?

What's more, the opposite is just an ordinary kid?

No matter how many doubts and doubts they have in their hearts, they can only be suppressed in their stomachs.

The middle-aged guests were stunned!