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2000 My second uncle who died tragically

Inside the Banquet Hall in Wand City.

Qu Zhengdao followed the Northern Expedition of Manchu and was constantly shuttled through the crowd, entertaining the guests.

"You have to remember it. When I shake hands with someone else, I have to pat him on the shoulder. You have to remember the name and identity of this person, because these are the people you can use in the future." As Manchu Northern Expedition walked quickly, he added a simple sentence.

"I'll take my phone." Qu Zhengdao's figure was a little fat, and he had just been drinking and walking back and forth, so his big back was a little messy and his forehead was covered in sweat.

"... Let you use your head to remember, what are you doing with your phone?" Manbeifa responded speechlessly.

"There are too many people, and I'm afraid I can't remember it. If you do this, I won't remember it in person. When we finish speaking, I'll remember it again..." Qu Zhengdao scratched his head.

"…!" After turning around and glanced at him, Manchu Northern Expedition only sighed and stopped talking nonsense to him.

"Oh, Northern Expedition."

"Haha, let me introduce you to my partner, Qu Zhengdao, Mr. Qu...!" The Manchu Northern Expedition pulled Qu Zhengdao and walked over to the middle-aged man who greeted him.

...

The door of the banquet hall.

Xiao Hong, a senior manager of Feilong Hotel, is sitting on the empty table at the door and chatting with his companions.

"Brother Xiaojun usually cries with us poorly. This time in the Northeast, the scene is not weak at all." A young man crossed his legs and said with a smile: "I asked just now, this banquet will cost at least twenty times!"

"You know what's the matter!" Xiao Hong cursed: "Do you know where the 80 million investment this time came from?"

"Where?" The young man stretched out his neck with a gossip.

"Fuck, where can I get it? I'll get it from the bank! Logistics, the new club has been mortgaged, and now there is no debt in the main building of a hotel!" Xiao Hong shook his head and said speechlessly: "The total loan has been granted in total, and the 8,000 in advance investment is thrown away. We don't have much cash in hand now... Oh, you said that we have to use the new club... How much profit will we have to get out in the past two years!"

"Forget it, let's not talk about this privately, it's not good to let others hear it!" the young man advised.

"I'll just say a few words, what else can I do!" Xiao Hong responded with a pout.

"Hey, brother, come here to help me carry out the wine and put it here to block the way!" Xiao Rui, who had the gunshot, stood in a distance and shouted in a suit.

Xiao Hong turned his head and looked at him, waved his hand to his companion and said, "You guys go and help him!"

The companion got up and went to help. Xiaohong lowered his head and played with his cell phone, stopping his voice.

"Hulala!"

At this moment, more than twenty people came into the door of the banquet hall, and instantly attracted the attention of the welcome guests and waiters at the door. Because among these people, there were those who carried wreaths, those who carried paper men and horses, and those who carried soul-shocking banners...

"This is..." The waiter was confused.

"Second uncle!! Follow the Ban'er, don't be lost on the road!" Suddenly, an extremely shrill shout came from Ji Kang's mouth!

The people in the room were stunned, and Wu Shaoyang, who was striding forward with great strides, was also stunned! Because Ji Kang's shouting was too shrill, too vivid, and too sudden, not only the people on the other side did not react, but even the ones were shocked.

"Bao Tou Qi, follow the banner and we can find home to feed you!" Ji Kang howled again.

"...Fuck, I was shocked. I thought his second uncle was really dead!" Another Baoxiong, who was leading the team, said to Wu Shaoyang with a pale face.

"Mom, I'm so happy!" Wu Shaoyang responded with a sweating profusely.

"Tread!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaohong led more than a dozen people and rushed over.

"Bang!"

Xiao Hong stared at his eyes and punched him directly on Ji Kang's shoulder: "Are you fucking sick?! Why are you here to do this?"

"Hey, how did you hit someone?" Wu Shaoyang took a step forward and pushed Xiao Hong with his hand.

"This is a fucking wedding banquet. There are words at the door, you can't tell it?!" Xiaohong's face turned red at this moment because it was so fucking unlucky. What's more, there were people in the room, and Ji Kang's two voices were like a dead father, which was quite creepy.

"Just talk about the wedding banquet, what are you doing!"

"Don't talk nonsense, get out quickly!" Xiao Hong waved his hand outside quickly.

"Why are you so ugly?! We are not here to play, aren't we going to have funerals?" Baoxiong interrupted.

"This is a star-rated hotel. Whoever is going to have funerals brings something in?" Xiao Hong put his hands in his pocket and cursed again with excitement: "Get out now!"

"What are you calling?"

"Are you looking for trouble?" Xiao Hong gritted his teeth and took a step forward, and cursed at the hotel staff loudly: "You are all blind?! You can even let him enter the house with this help, so what are you doing?!"

After speaking, the hotel lobby manager and several security guards all ran over.

"Who are you scolding?" Ji Kang asked with his eyes squinted.

"I asked you to leave, did you hear it?" Xiao Hong shouted again.

"Damn it, I'll ask who are you scolding?!"

"I'm just scolding you! What's wrong?" Xiaohong started to grab Baoxiong's neck and pulled it out, shouting, "Come on, come out!"

At the same time, the Manchu Northern Expedition and Qu Zhengdao, who were at the deepest part of the banquet hall, all ran over, and the Manchu Northern Expedition also shouted: "Don't do it!"

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wine bottle burst in the crowded crowd at the door. The Northern Expedition did not see who smashed it at all. After the wine bottle was broken, all the people brought by Xiao Hong picked up the bench and smashed it hard at the people outside!!

"grass!"

The Manchu Northern Expedition stopped his pace and pointed at the manager and scolded: "What the hell are you looking at?! Pull it away!"

"Fuck your mother, big stupid b! Your second uncle must be unable to find a home!" After Xiaohong was punched twice, he snatched the soul-summoning banner in Ji Kang's hand, and then he broke his legs directly.

"Beat him!"

After someone in the crowd shouted, at least three or four people reached out to grab Ji Kang's neck, blocked him in the frame of the door, and slashed him hard!

When everyone was fighting hard, Ji Kang lowered his head and took out a Swiss folding knife from his pocket. It was a very short, small, but very sharp.

Five seconds later.

"Puchi, puchi...!"

After Ji Kang lowered his head and stabbed the two of them, the crowd dispersed in an instant.

"Fuck your mother, I'll let you hang out my banner!" Ji Kang rushed towards Xiao Hong like a pervert.

"Well!"

On the left, an empty wine bottle smashed down with the sound of wind.

"Bang!"

Glass splattered everywhere, and Ji Kang's face was suddenly covered in blood.

...

In another twenty seconds, upstairs.

"Hello?!"

Liu Xiaojun answered the phone.
Chapter completed!
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