The main banquet hall that Justin had arranged was very large, at least a few hundred square meters. The long white jade table was filled with a dazzling array of wine and food. There were also women in ironed outfits shuttling through the crowd with trays in their hands. In the corner, a middle-aged man in his forties in an evening suit was attentively playing a Beethoven piano piece. Not far away, the well-dressed men and women laughed joyfully.
Everything was woven together to form a beautiful picture. They were elegant or dignified. The aroma of wine filled the air, and the brocade clothes exuded an alluring luster.
This was supposed to be a banquet that was common in the upper class and could make people go home to their heart's content.
If it hadn't been for this accident.
Francis's head was heavy. His spine seemed to be unable to support his head that kept falling. He staggered a few times and moved a few steps to the side before he was caught by his quick-witted companion behind him. Otherwise, he would have fallen headfirst.
Francis's vision went black for a moment. Then, there seemed to be countless flying mosquitoes hovering in the air. Blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth, and two of his front teeth were slightly loose.
It was all caused by Xiao Zheng's casual slap.
After a brief silence, the forty or so New York celebrities present looked at the scene of the incident in shock. The men and women were shocked, astonished, and even puzzled. And as the person involved, Francis's body was burning with rage!
He was one of the few descendants of a prominent family in New York who could do well in the army and make military contributions. So he was very well-known in the circle. The family had high hopes for him to become a general one day in the future.
His martial prowess was publicly acknowledged.
It was said that he once fought one against ten in a nightclub scuffle. He beat up those blind hooligans until they were looking for their teeth all over the floor. On the other hand, he was only slightly injured. Although he was punished by the army for this, he also became famous after the battle. He also received a lot of resources and support from the family. He had to be promoted to the top of the military. He became an important target of the family.
But no one expected that he would be slapped by an Asian young man at Justin's family banquet.
And the strength of the slap wasn't small. It actually made Francis, who was taller than Xiao Zheng, stagger a few times. He almost fell down.
Wasn't this young man too bold and powerful?
How dare you offend Francis?
Furthermore, from the looks of it, even Sofia seemed to be rather familiar with this person.
Some of them recognized Xiao Zheng and knew his background. Another group of celebrities looked at the scene curiously.
One was a mysterious young man who dared to hit someone, and the other was a military celebrity of the upper class. Which direction would the battle between these two develop towards?
The celebrities, who had nothing to do with them, revealed expressions of interest. His lips curled into a smile.
"Your parents didn't teach you how to be a person. Or did your unit not teach you how to speak? "Xiao Zheng glanced at Francis calmly.
"Bastard, how dare you hit me!?"
Franci came back to her senses and cursed.
His companions were originally from the army. Bringing him here was to broaden his horizons and broaden his horizons. Secondly, it was to put on airs and magnify the military label on him infinitely.
He was the one who provided the clothes. Even the watches on his wrist were lent by him.
But he didn't expect that just as he was about to show his face and put pressure on the young man who was remembered by the military. Before he could finish his words, he was slapped hard in the face.
He couldn't swallow this anger.
Even if God came forward, it would be useless!
Seeing Francis' anger, his companions' eyes were cold as they walked toward Xiao Zheng. Murderous intent.
They were all elites of the special forces. To be chosen by Francis, they were the elite of the elite. Not to mention ordinary men, even members of the Marine Corps would not be able to take advantage of them.
As they surrounded them, the atmosphere of the whole scene suddenly sank, and there was an indescribable depression.
Xiao Zheng glanced at them expressionlessly, but a mocking smile appeared on his lips. Francis was clearly looking for trouble for no reason. And the reason for such an accident. It must be because he wiped out the three strongholds of the Assassins, which aroused the high attention and anger of the military. His name would quickly spread within the US military.
This kid was from the army, so he must have come to pick a fight.
You're a GI. Hua Xia hasn't settled the score with you yet, and you came to pick a fight with me first?
Xiao Zheng's eyes flashed fiercely, and his face was cold.
"Cripple him! If anything happens, I'll take the blame! "
Francis covered his swollen face and roared angrily. He didn't care that there were many elders and celebrities present. The great shame had made him lose his mind. The only thing he wanted to do was to wash away the shame! They would ruthlessly trample Xiao Zheng under their feet!
But before his companions could do anything, a strange voice suddenly came from the door. Everyone looked back and saw it was New York's Little Devil, Donnie.
"Yo, I was wondering which mad dog was barking here. So it's Francis? "
Donnie swaggered into the banquet hall with a mocking smile. "What, you were bullied by the veterans in the army to the point of having a mental illness, so you came to vent your anger?"
As soon as Donnie appeared, he immediately took control of the situation.
He grew taller.
His physique became stronger.
A demonic sneer hung on his handsome face, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, causing people to not dare to look at him directly.
Of course, the most frightening thing about him was his terrifying background that no one could defeat.
There was a consensus in the upper-class circle that wherever Donnie appeared, there would be a lot of excitement.
Look, Donny started fighting Franci as soon as he showed up.
This farce was getting more and more confusing.
"Donnie, you better stay out of this!" Francis was a bit afraid of Donnie and said in a deep voice.
"The more I hear this, the more I want to intervene. What should I do?" Donnie approached Francis, but his eyes were getting scarier. The terrifying aura that gushed out from his body made Franci, who was seven or eight years older than him, tremble.
Why was this kid becoming more and more strange?
"I'll give you a chance." Donnie smiled and narrowed his eyes. "Kowtow and apologize to my master. Beg him to forgive you. "
"If not …" Donnie's eyes fell on Francis' left leg. He said casually. "I lost a leg."
Hearing this, Francis's heart was a bit nervous.
But if he was scared into a turtle by a kid who hasn't even grown his hair, then he won't be able to survive in this circle in the future.
As soon as Donnie's voice fell, Francis sneered with a gloomy face: "Donnie, do you really think you're the devil? Today, I'll teach you a good lesson for Gandalf – kacha! "
Tanner kicked Francisco's kneecap with lightning speed. The latter fell to the ground holding his leg in pain. On the other hand, Donnie didn't stop at all. He rushed up and stomped on Francis' left leg a few more times. The sound of bones cracking rang out like beans being fried. Everyone was so frightened that they fell into a dead silence.
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