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Chapter 1541

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The retreating young master was panicking. He felt helpless.

He had witnessed Xiao Zheng beating up his companions. This also meant that Xiao Zheng did not care whether they were the sons of the Municipal Party Secretary or the Deputy Mayor. As long as they provoked him, he would not let them off.

Therefore, shouting slogans at this time was very unwise and of no use. He looked at Song Sicheng for help, hoping that this leader could lend a helping hand.

But Song Sicheng disappointed him.

Xiao Zheng's style was too tough. Even if Song Sicheng had a Municipal Party Secretary father, he did not dare to challenge Xiao Zheng at this moment. The only outcome of challenging him was to be humiliated by Xiao Zheng in advance.

Song Sicheng could not win in scolding or fighting. He could only quietly hide in the corner and wait for reinforcements.

Once the reinforcements arrived, it would be Song Sicheng's home court.

He even made up his mind that once he controlled the situation, he would definitely tear down Longfeng House!

"Want me to invite you?" Xiao Zheng swept a cold glance at the young master. His thin lips opened slightly.

The young master's heart thumped when he heard this. He walked towards Xiao Zheng while stammering. His legs felt like they were filled with lead. He looked back three times with every step. He was so scared that his face turned pale.

Authority could make one full of majesty. Just like the emperor on the throne. Who would dare to look at him directly?

But if it was this old man who had aged due to the hard work of the country, wearing a rain hat and a straw raincoat, walking on the small road in the countryside, even a ninth-grade sesame official would not put him in his eyes, right?

Part of the majesty came from years of training, and another part came from one's identity and status.

In many people's eyes, this young master had an extraordinary background and a strong background. His every move would naturally affect people's hearts. But once Xiao Zheng did not care about his so-called background, he was just a good-for-nothing who was hollowed out by wine and women. Unable to withstand a single blow.

After the young master approached Xiao Zheng, he immediately said, "Xiao Zheng, we have no enmity with you, why did you hit us?"

It seemed like he was resisting stubbornly, but he was actually admitting defeat. It was just that he was a little uncomfortable to suddenly kneel down and admit his mistake after being flattered all year round. His words and actions were still mixed with the arrogance of a prince.

"My Yuan Dynasty blue and white flower have no enmity with you, right?" Xiao Zheng looked up slightly and took a sip of tea. "Why did you break it? Am I an eyesore, or am I blocking your way? "

The young master's expression changed slightly, not knowing what to say for a while. However, his gaze was slightly lowered, as if he was admitting his mistake. On the other hand, Xiao Zheng was sitting on a chair, drinking tea and smoking. His expression and behavior were very much like the father of a young master. He was verbally criticizing the young master who had made a mistake.

"I heard you on the phone just now. Did you call the Central Guard Bureau?" Xiao Zheng asked, squinting. His heart was also filled with doubts. How could such a coward enter the Royal Guards? But on second thought, it was because of the background of this group of young masters. It was really easy to enter any of the central ministries and commissions to gain experience.

When the playboy heard Xiao Zheng mention the Central Guard Bureau, he straightened his back slightly. His eyes lit up, and he said, "Xiao Zheng, I believe you must be familiar with the Guard Bureau. I am in active service in the Guard Bureau. If you beat me, you won't have a good ending. "

The playboy seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw, and he was suspected of using the tiger's skin. He deliberately concealed the true identity of Lei Jun. He was also afraid that Xiao Zheng would be in a hopeless situation.

Speaking of which, in terms of rank and potential, Lei Jun was much better than him, a civil servant. Lei Jun had the opportunity to get close to the national big shots in daily life. Although they couldn't talk to each other, and it was impossible to establish any revolutionary friendship fabricated by movies and TV series, compared with a playboy who hid in the office drinking tea and reading newspapers, Lei Jun had a promising future.

"Don't scare me. I am a timid person. "Xiao Zheng put down the teacup and slowly stood up.

If he was timid, there were few people in this world who were bold.

As soon as the playboy saw Xiao Zheng stand up, he hurriedly took two steps back, squinted and asked, "How about we discuss something?"

"Discuss what?" The playboy looked at Xiao Zheng with confusion. There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Why don't you tell me the whole story? If I think it has nothing to do with you, I won't embarrass you. "Xiao Zheng said and changed the subject. "But if you don't want to say it, I can only deal with you as an accomplice!"

In the end, Xiao Zheng released a monstrous majesty. The cold air soaked in blood was not something that the playboy in front of him could resist.

Just for a moment, his legs went soft, and he stepped back with some trembling.

"How is it?" Xiao Zheng opened his thin lips slightly, and his deep eyes flashed with coldness. "Say it or not?"

This time, before the playboy spoke, Song Sicheng shouted sternly, "Watch your mouth!"

He stopped the playboy's wavering heart in time.

Say what?

Say that a group of second-generation officials robbed women by relying on their family background?

Say that a group of second-generation officials trespassed into a private forbidden area, smashed and robbed?

If Xiao Zheng really caught the actual evidence, it would inevitably delay Song Sicheng's plan to settle the score after the fall. The intensity of his revenge would also be greatly reduced. Therefore, as soon as Xiao Zheng spoke, Song Sicheng stopped the playboy in time. He told him not to talk nonsense.

Seeing this, Xiao Zheng was slightly shocked. This Song Sicheng still had some brains. He wasn't an idiot.

But compared to Xiao Zheng, who was a young leader who schemed against big shots every day, his skills were still a little lacking. He couldn't even show up in public.

Xiao Zheng patted the playboy's shoulder lightly, but his face gradually darkened, "I don't dare to touch Song Sicheng. Because his father is a deputy national leader. What about you? Is his father as tough as Secretary Song? "

His fingers secretly exerted force, and the playboy's face contorted in pain. Cold sweat dripped down.

The pain pierced his heart, but the playboy's mind was unprecedentedly clear.

No wonder Song Sicheng wasn't afraid at all!

No wonder he was determined to challenge Xiao Zheng!

No wonder he only dared to break the leg of the chair and didn't directly attack Song Sicheng!

So he was so confident that Xiao Zheng didn't dare to touch him at all.

But what about him?

For your big plan, do you really want to sacrifice me as cannon fodder?

Lei Jun was beaten until he fainted on the spot. Blood flowed all over the ground. Can I f * cking resist more than Lei Jun?

If something happens to me, who will take care of my parents when they are old and dead?

As soon as Xiao Zheng provoked him, some scenes of Song Sicheng wronging him still appeared in the playboy's mind. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. In the end, his eyes darkened, and he whispered, "Will you really let me go?"

Xiao Zheng shrugged and said, "I mean what I say."

"Okay. I'll talk. "The playboy's words were concise and comprehensive. He also avoided the important points and talked about the trivial things in public. But he didn't modify his intentions. He couldn't escape the motive of robbing women.

Xiao Zheng listened with great interest, but Song Sicheng, who was not far away, was furious. If looks could kill, the playboy would have been killed by Song Sicheng.

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