Beauty President's Super Berserker

Liu Kangshuai couldn't help shivering again, then hurriedly rushed to Yang Jianwu, obediently standing at attention.

He Hongmei was still kneeling on the ground, looking at Yang Jianwu dully.

She has pissed countless times in her life, and she has pissed off both women and men.

But no matter whether it was a young man of seventeen or eighteen, or an old man of five or sixty, no man had ever touched her.

More importantly, she can always get some benefits by relying on endless spiel, so that she gradually develops the concept that if you slap me, you are right, and if you slap me, you will be strong.

As time goes by, in He Hongmei's mind, there is nothing that can't be solved by playing tricks!
"call!"

Yang Jianwu completely ignored He Hongmei's reaction, stepped in front of her with one stride, raised his hand and gave another blow with a bamboo whip.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you."

The burning pain from the back drove He Hongmei completely crazy, and rushed towards Yang Jianwu again like crazy.

"boom!"

Naturally, Yang Jianwu wouldn't let this shrew get used to him. When he turned over, he threw He Hongmei over his shoulder and hit He Hongmei heavily on the floor, making her dizzy and staring at her.

The successive critical blows finally woke up He Hongmei and completely broke her down.

"Wow……"

He Hongmei lay on the ground directly, crying like a child.

Yang Jianwu looked at He Hongmei coldly, without any sympathy, let alone any guilt.

The cause of tomorrow, the fruit of today!
These punishments are all her own fault.

Compared with her cold-blooded treatment of Liu Zhonggui, this punishment is too light.

"stand at attention."

Yang Jianwu roared again, and the bamboo whip in his hand was also raised high, and it would fall heavily at any moment.

"Mom, come here and stand up."

Liu Kangshuai quickly trotted to He Hongmei, pulled her up without any explanation, and said anxiously.

Liu Kangshuai could see that in front of Yang Jianwu, a ruthless lunatic, his mother's pervasive tricks would not only have no effect, but would instead make him bruised and bruised, which was extremely miserable.

He Hongmei, who had completely collapsed, was like a marionette, and was helped into the basketball court by Liu Kangshuai. The crying had stopped, but she was still sobbing.

"To shut up."

Yang Jianwu tapped He Hongmei's nose with a bamboo whip, and said coldly, "You mother and son are now a team. If you dare to make the slightest noise, I will whip your son together."

"Mom, I don't want to be beaten, so don't cry."

Liu Kangshuai hurriedly covered He Hongmei's mouth with all his strength, and said anxiously and terrified.

Yang Jianwu's ruthlessness, he has already experienced it.

In fact, why didn't he resist with the strength of his body, but what happened?

No matter how fiercely he resisted, Yang Jianwu beat him so hard!
To this day, his cheeks and gums are still burning.

"This is a standard basketball court. It is 28 meters long and 15 meters wide. One lap around the court is 86 meters. Today's training task is that you run [-] laps around the court, and she runs [-] laps."

"As long as one of them fails to complete the task, I will starve them all tonight."

"Don't run away!"

As he said that, Yang Jianwu swung the bamboo whip in his hand again, and the ear-piercing whistling sound made Liu Kangshuai tremble uncontrollably, and quickly pulled He Hongmei to run wildly.

"One lap."

"Two laps."

"Three laps."

"Four laps."

Yang Jianwu stood in the middle of the court with a bamboo whip, counting the laps expressionlessly.

But after only ten laps, Liu Kangshuai, who was all over fat, couldn't run anymore. He put his hands on his knees and panted heavily.

He Hongmei stood aside, panting heavily, looking at her precious son with distressed expression.

"Trash, don't run fast."

Yang Jianwu rushed to the two of them with a stride, raised his hand and hit Liu Kangshuai's right arm hard.

Yang Jianwu was even more merciless towards Liu Kangshuai, a giant lazy baby who was lazy, and used every inch of strength directly.

Inching hard to pump people, the pain is too painful!
"what……"

Liu Kangshuai hugged his right arm, jumping up and down in pain, tears streaming down his face.

He was crying bitterly!
The miserable appearance of her precious son made He Hongmei's heart shattered, but facing the cold-faced Yang Jianwu, she no longer dared to act violently.

Otherwise, her son would only suffer more exaggerated pain.

"Don't run away!"

Yang Jianwu stared, Liu Kangshuai turned pale with fright.

Liu Kangshuai hurriedly endured the severe pain, dragged his legs that seemed to be filled with lead, and ran away desperately.

……

After leaving the Hongwei Group, Bai Zhehan asked the other bodyguards to go back to the hotel to rest, leaving only the captain of the bodyguard Hu Hanyong as their driver, and the two went straight to Donghai No. [-] Middle School.

It was their alma mater, which left them with a deep memory, but when they arrived near the school, both of them were completely disappointed——

That was not the alma mater they remembered at all!

The tree-lined road full of food stalls in front of the school, and the rental houses on both sides of the road all disappeared, replaced by neatly planned high-rise buildings.

The Internet cafe, game hall, billiard room and ice rink at the back door of the school have long been demolished.

Inside the school, it also completely changed its appearance.

The old teaching building they are familiar with has been completely renewed, and the open-air concrete basketball court they often go to has also been turned into an indoor basketball hall.

Everything in memory no longer exists, making Bai Zhehan completely lose the desire to enter the school.

"Brother Feng, let's go have a drink there."

Bai Zhehan pointed to the East Sea Taste restaurant on the fifth floor opposite, and said.

"it is good."

Xiang Zangfeng nodded without thinking.

Soon, the two walked into the Donghai Taste Restaurant side by side.

Because it was past meal time, all the guests in the restaurant had left, and the waiters were basically off work.

Xiang Zangfeng and Bai Zhehan found a seat by the window and sat down, ordered a few appetizers and a case of Moutai.

Hu Hanyong sat alone at the table so as not to affect Xiang Zangfeng and Bai Zhehan's reminiscence.

"Brother Feng, what have you been doing in Europe for the past four years?"

As soon as the food and wine were served, Bai Zhehan raised his glass and asked with concern.

"Created a personal force."

Xiang Zangfeng clinked glasses with Bai Zhehan, and said lightly.

"I knew that no matter where Brother Feng went, he would never do nothing."

Bai Zhehan drank half a glass of white wine, and asked expectantly, "What is the name of the faction created by Brother Feng? How is it developing?"

"The force I created is called the Dragon King Hall. In terms of force, I can push the Nangong family without my own hands. In terms of financial resources, the Dragon King Hall is no less inferior to the Nangong family. If it were not for the constraints of the system, the Nangong family would no longer exist."

Xiang Zangfeng also drank half a glass of white wine in one gulp, then put down the glass heavily, and said murderously.

"Brother Feng is awesome!"

Bai Zhehan gave a thumbs up and said with admiration.

The Nangong family, a century-old family with a profound heritage, is truly a top-notch wealthy family.

Regardless of wealth accumulation or military background, they are the existences that countless families can only look up to.

But it took Xiang Zangfeng just four years to build up a huge force that was no less powerful than the Nangong family in terms of force and financial resources.

Looking at the whole world, how many such heroes are there?
"What about you? How have these years been?"

Xiang Zangfeng poured white wine for Bai Zhehan and asked with concern.

"I am the only grandson of the Bai family. Back then, I was replaced by a civet cat for the prince. After so many years of grievances, the elders tried their best to make up for me. Naturally, I want the wind and the rain. Now it is considered a circle." No. [-] character in the movie."

"It's a pity that back then..."

"It's all over, so there's no need to bring it up again and again. Besides, my life is not bad, so you don't have to worry about it all the time."

Xiang Zangfeng raised his wine glass and said boldly, "It's done."

"Dry."

Without hesitation, Bai Zhehan toasted with Xiang Zangfeng.

A thousand cups of wine is less than a bosom friend!

Unknowingly, Xiang Zangfeng and Bai Zhehan both had bottomed out.

But on the whole, there is still a big gap between Bai Zhehan and Xiang Zangfeng's drinking capacity.

During the whole process, Xiang Zangfeng barely moved his chopsticks, but Bai Zhehan drank four whole bowls of soup, and his face became red like blood, spreading to the base of his neck.

"Can you still drink? My brother, don't force it."

Xiang Zangfeng unscrewed a bottle of Moutai casually, and said seriously.

"call!"

Bai Zhehan reeked of alcohol heavily, and said with a livid face, "Brother Feng, the soup has been given the medicine of tiger and wolf."

"you sure?"

Xiang Zangfeng asked in a deep voice with cold eyes.

"determine."

Bai Zhehan pointed to his masculine features that have changed significantly, and said coldly, "Although I have never used the medicine of tiger and wolf, I still have this common sense."

"You just arrived in Donghai, no one will deal with you."

"This medicine is aimed at me. Someone wants to use this low-level and clumsy method to deal with me, making me hungry, having sex with people indiscriminately, taking videos to threaten me, and even posting them directly on the Internet, ruining my reputation."

Xiang Zangfeng said word by word, coldly.

He has already guessed the mastermind who drugged him——

Hao Baobao, or Su Meier!
"Brother Feng, do you have someone to suspect? I'll let the tiger get rid of that bastard."

Bai Zhehan's face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a hideous voice.

"Be patient for now, I have a better idea, just wait and see the good show."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Zangfeng scooped up a bowl of vegetable soup and drank it carelessly, but his eyes were sharper and colder than a knife.

Neither Dongfang Shura nor the Dragon King Palace Master had the habit of being patient.

Regardless of whether Hao Baobao or Su Meier is behind the scenes, today she must teach her a lesson that she will never forget, and let her smash the stone she lifted heavily on the back of her feet.