Liu Ming held back the severe pain and asked, "Uncle Hong...you...why did you hit me?!"

Hong Wu glared at him, then stepped on Liu Ming's head vigorously!

"Dare to provoke Master Ye, you are fucking impatient!"

Li Zeng of Champs Elysees Hot Spring was completely dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

He didn't know what was going on, and none of his security guards dared to move.

Liu Ming howled like killing a pig: "Uncle Hong, stop beating! What the hell is going on!?"

Fifth Lord Hong stomped on Liu Ming's face, and said coldly, "Liu Ming, I usually call you nephew, did I give you a face? Are you fucking acting so aggressive outside?"

Liu Ming panicked and said, "Uncle Hong, why did I offend you? Tell me, and I will change it!"

Hong Wuye kicked him and scolded: "Master Ye's kindness to me is like a reborn parent, you dare to disrespect Master Ye, tell yourself, are you courting death?!"

Only then did Liu Ming realize that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, so he hurriedly cried and begged, "Uncle Hong, I was wrong, I confessed my mistake to this Master Ye, and I apologize to him, it was my fault, it was my fault , It�s all my fault, I�m willing to compensate him for his loss!�

Mr. Hong took a look at his Maserati sports car, and said with a sneer, "It's not you who drives a new car, isn't it? Come on, give me his car! Smash it to pieces! I want to hear something today." Loud! Drive a fucking broken Maserati, drive you crazy, no one dares to offend you!"

"Okay!" The burly man in black at the back immediately picked up the stick and threw it at the Maserati.

The plastic-faced woman sitting inside the Maserati screamed in fright, opened the door and ran out.

Seeing her appearance, Fifth Master Hong knew that she was not a good bird, and immediately said to his subordinates: "Come on, bring me that face-lifting face and kneel down!"

Then, the plastic-plastic face was escorted over immediately, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

She said angrily: "What are you doing? Let me tell you, I have millions of fans on Douyin! If you mess with me, I will expose you!"

"I'll go to your mother!" Hong Wuye slapped her directly, twisted her prosthetic nose, pointed at her and cursed: "A little trash internet celebrity dares to shout here, knowing that I Who is it?"

"Who knows you, old man!" the plastic-plastic face gritted his teeth and muttered.

Liu Ming next to her was frightened, and slapped her on the face, cursing: "Are you crazy? This is Fifth Master! Hong Fifth Master!"

The face-lifting face went back to the car just now, and took a selfie with the steering wheel of the Maserati in the car. I didn't know that this person was Hong Wuye. When he heard this, he was terrified and said tremblingly: "Fifth Lord. .....Yes...I'm sorry, I want to know that it's you, even if you beat me to death, I dare not offend you..."

Hong Wuye said coldly: "Unlock your phone and give it to me!"

Facelift didn't know what he was going to do, but he didn't dare to disobey him. After all, he was the king of Jinling's underground world, so he could only do it obediently.

Hong Wuye got her mobile phone, turned on Douyin, clicked directly to shoot, took a picture of the other party's face with a crooked nose, and said loudly: "Come on, tell the camera that I am a stinky second-generation son of a rich man, say Ten times!"

Seeing that Mr. Hong was going to take a vibrato for himself after plastic surgery, he hurriedly begged: "No, Mr. Hong, I have many fans... If they see it, what should I do... "

"Don't tell me, right?" Hong Wuye nodded, and greeted: "Tie her up and take her away, and send her to my KTV to be a lady for three years. If she dares to run away, she will be beaten to death."

"Yes!" Several younger brothers hurried forward.

Frightened by the plastic surgery, she hastily cried and begged: "Five Lord, let me tell you! Can I say it's okay..."

Hong Wuye pointed the camera at her, and said coldly, "Say it quickly!"

The plastic surgery face cried while saying: "I'm a stinking son of the second generation of rich people..."

After talking ten times in a row, Hong Wuye stopped recording and sent it directly to her TikTok, then slammed the phone on the ground, breaking it into pieces. JrNovels.com