The system takes me to pretend

After these words fell, everyone in the audience was a little silent.

"Zeng Ziyou?" Bai Fumei was taken aback.

"You don't want to say that the person who brought you into Junzheng Villa is the boss Zeng Ziyou?"

"This is not a question." Su Hao picked up a glass of red wine and sipped it lightly.

Under the glance of his spiritual power, Zeng Ziyou had finished the video chat with Zheng Shishi and was walking towards the inner hall.

But what puzzled him was that Su Mucheng was still on the phone in the bathroom, and her expression was up and down, as if impromptu.

"Who is that little girl calling?" Su Hao frowned and muttered to himself.

On the other hand, Bai Fumei almost didn't laugh out loud after hearing Su Hao's response.

"Su Xiaohao, you really can put gold on your face. What kind of person Zeng always invites someone like you?"

The rest of the people also laughed and ridiculed endlessly.

"I'm laughing to death, isn't this kid still awake?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't wake the poor thing up."

"The best joke of the year is out!"

There were harsh voices one after another, and everyone's faces were full of jokes and ridicule.

Yin Wenjuan and the others looked at each other, and they all saw a sneer in each other's eyes.

This Su Hao really dares to say, isn't he afraid of slipping his tongue?

With Zeng Ziyou's current status, he is a super person who has made good friends with the leader of Haibei City.

Unless it is a rich young man with a high status as Nan Guotian, or an acquaintance around Zeng Ziyou, Zeng Ziyou can personally lead him into the villa.

Besides, up to now, Zeng Ziyou hasn't appeared in the villa, okay?
Zeng Ziyou didn't even enter the villa, but Su Hao said he was brought in by Zeng Ziyou, isn't that funny?

Nan Guotian shook his head, he no longer wanted to argue with Su Hao.

This is completely a sand sculpture, a mentally handicapped person who doesn't know how to live or die, and it's not worth his targeting at all.

Only Gong Jiafen trembled.

She was invited by Nan Guotian, so she thought Nan Guotian was the owner of this villa.

After knowing that Zeng Ziyou is the owner of the villa, Gong Jiafen quickly took out her mobile phone and checked Zeng Ziyou's number.

Su Hao and Zeng Ziyou are friends. When she was beaten by her ex-husband Wang Ping in the bar, Zeng Ziyou helped her.

In other words, Su Hao absolutely did not lie.

On one side, Nan Guotian pointed at Su Hao, and said to Uncle Fu indifferently: "Uncle Fu, if such a person sneaks into the scene, why don't you do it and save it for dinner?"

"Don't worry, Young Master Tian, ​​I will give you an explanation." Uncle Fu patted his chest, looked at Su Hao, and said sternly, "Break into private houses, attack VIP guests attending the reception for no reason, and even pretend to be the inviters of the owner of the villa , even if I kill you, I don't have to bear the legal consequences."

As he said that, he squinted his eyes and ordered to the security guard: "Hit to death!"

"Don't!" Gong Jiafen, who was flipping through Zeng Ziyou's mobile phone number, changed his expression drastically, and defended: "Mr. Su and Zeng Ziyou, the owner of the villa, are friends. Please wait for me to make a call."

"Friend?" Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Jiafen, now that things have come to an end, don't lie to yourself anymore!" Yin Wenjuan, who was next to her, held Gong Jiafen and warned her while taking her away from Su Hao.

"You see, that guy didn't refute it himself, which means he has admitted all the crimes. Why do you drag yourself into the water?"

Gong Jiafen didn't pay attention, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her fingers quickly flipped through the contact accounts on the phone screen.

Finally, she found Zeng Ziyou's contact number.

Without hesitation, Gong Jiafen immediately clicked on the number and dialed it.

Seeing Gong Jiafen's actions, Yin Wenjuan didn't say anything, but couldn't help shaking her head.

So what kind of ecstasy did Su Hao give Gong Jiafen to make Gong Jiafen do this for him?

There was a deep look of disdain on everyone's face.

Living in a room with such rubbish, it will be cheap to say it.

Nan Guotian shook the goblet, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if waiting for a good show to be staged.

Under Faber's signal, the security guards pulled out their iron rods and held them high in the air, intending to drop them on Su Hao's head.

Su Hao was as calm as water from the beginning to the end, without any panic at all.

To be honest, if he had followed his previous temper, this group of people would have been dead by now.

With his current strength, he could kill anyone with just one finger.

But he didn't want to do anything today. Firstly, he was concerned about Gong Jiafen and didn't want to leave a bloody scene for her. Secondly, using the power of the martial arts world to resolve the conflicts between ordinary people felt a bit bullying.

If it gets out, others will think that the suzerain of Haoyuezong is a murderous maniac who will not spare even ordinary people, which will indirectly affect the image of Haoyuezong.

"Jingle Bell!"

Suddenly, a bell rang from the door of the inner hall.

The security guards were taken aback for a moment, but when they turned around, they saw Zeng Ziyou walking slowly, holding a mobile phone.

"Mr. Zeng!" Gong Jiafen was overjoyed and waved quickly.

"Miss Gong?" Zeng Ziyou was taken aback for a moment, looked at the caller ID on the phone, and asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter with you calling me?"

"Mr. Zeng, it's like this." Gong Jiafen hastily explained what happened earlier.

"Everyone thought that Mr. Su came in secretly. I wanted to explain, but they didn't listen to me. Fortunately, you arrived in time."

After listening to Gong Jiafen's words, Zeng Ziyou's face became extremely gloomy.

"Who scolded my brother Hao just now, stand up for me!"

He threw his phone to the ground, his eyes swept across the audience, as if the cold ice from the ice abyss was piercing to the bones.

Everyone trembled, and quickly lowered their heads, as if common people met a king, they dared not make a sound.

The goblet in Nan Guotian's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and the wine spilled on his body, he was extremely shocked.

Yin Wenjuan and the others opened their mouths wide, their eyes were dull, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Brother Hao?

No. Can't you? !

Hard to do.
The "boss" was the one who frightened Fu Bo the most. At this moment, he only felt the creeps all over his body, his scalp was numb, and even his voice trembled a little.

"I'm going to be paralyzed. I spend so much money every month to hire you to do things. Is it because I want you to treat Brother Hao like this?" Bo kicked and rolled on the ground several times, his head was bleeding.

Then, he slapped the leading security captain with a slap.

"He told you to shoot brother Hao and you just shoot? I'm right outside the door and you can't see?"

"Sorry boss, I thought"

"I thought you were paralyzed, pack up your things and get the hell out!" Zeng Ziyou slapped him again, half of his face was swollen from the slap.

Ignoring this person, he walked up to Su Hao with an embarrassed expression on his face: "I've been making videos with Shishi just now, so I didn't notice the situation in the inner hall."

To be honest, he is extremely angry now, even unstoppable.

Originally, today he wanted to play with Su Hao and let Su Hao enjoy the five-star treatment.

As a result, Su Hao was first disturbed by Zeng Youqiang's girlfriend on the fifth floor of Zeng Shi Clothing City, and now he came to a reception and was ridiculed by a group of people.

Isn't this slapping yourself in the face?
Moreover, what kind of person is Su Hao?

The suzerain of the Haoyue Sect, a god-man at the pinnacle of the extreme realm, a super boss with a five-star general!

Nima is actually looked down upon by a group of trash dogs. If Su Hao gets angry, none of this group of people will survive.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Su Hao leaned back on the chair and took a sip of his wine.

"You are already a martial artist, so you should avoid this kind of drinking party and concentrate on martial arts. The stronger your strength, the better I can arrange a big position for you in Haoyue Sect."

"Ahem, I'm just playing for fun, don't worry, I won't do this kind of thing again." Zeng Ziyou rubbed the back of his head, quite embarrassed.

Seeing that Zeng Ziyou and Su Hao were so familiar, Yin Wenjuan and the others turned pale with fright, and subconsciously retreated to the periphery of the crowd, fearing that Su Hao and the others would retaliate against them.

"Boss, I'm really sorry. I didn't know that Mr. Su was your friend. Can I apologize?" At this time, Fu Bo had already got up, and walked to Zeng Ziyou's side in embarrassment, his tone trembling.

"Is it useful for you to explain now?" Faced with Uncle Fu's apology, Zeng Ziyou remained unmoved.

Cold sweat broke out on Forbe's forehead.

Zeng Ziyou is now one of the most important figures in Haibei City. Last time he saw with his own eyes the bigwigs from the seven continents standing next to Zeng Ziyou, speaking very politely, as if he regarded Zeng Ziyou as a big brother.

If he dared to make him unhappy, then he would really be finished.

Thinking of this, Fu Bo quickly slapped himself on the face: "Boss, I was confused about this matter, and made a rash decision after following other people's one-sided opinions, which caused the boss's friend to be beaten. Please boss..."

"Three seconds, get the hell out of me!" Uncle Fu hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Zeng Ziyou's cold voice.

"3!"

"Boss, for the sake of my hard work for you, please give me another chance, I will definitely..."

"2!"

"Young Master Tian!" Uncle Fu seemed to be struck by lightning, his lips turned white with fright, and he quickly looked at Nan Guotian, as if he wanted to ask him for help.

Everyone's eyes fell on Nan Guotian.

To put it bluntly, Uncle Fu would provoke Su Hao, but in fact he had something to do with Nan Guotian.

At this time, Nan Guotian's face was stiff, and the previous high-ranking appearance had long since disappeared.

From the moment Zeng Ziyou talked with Su Hao, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and a trace of fear welled up in his heart.

Today's Haibei City seems to be controlled by the Murong family and the Wei family, and managed by the city administrator, but in fact, it is the Daoist Commander of Haibei City who really holds the power in Haibei City.

This is a legendary figure, and the rumors about the other party can't be finished for a day and a night.

A few days ago, his father had visited the governor of Haibei City, and when he came back, he told himself a lot about the commander of Haibei City.

Among them, what shocked him the most was his status as a five-star general!

Five-star general, few people in the whole of China can get this title. His status is so high that the governor of the province can only pour tea when he sees him.

Those big figures are almost untouchable existences in his life.

And Zeng Ziyou, on the surface, is the chairman of the Zeng Group, but in fact he is a close friend of the leader of Haibei City.

How terrible is Zeng Ziyou's status to become a close friend of a five-star general?
Not to mention the son of the city governor, even the son of the provincial governor would have to call Brother You when he saw Zeng Ziyou.

In other words, in the eyes of others, he is almost at the pinnacle of the younger generation, but compared to Zeng Ziyou, he is a rookie.

Now that Zeng Ziyou was angry, if he spoke up for Uncle Fu, he would be courting death.

However, due to so many people watching, Nan Guotian also knew that if he was silent, it would definitely damage his image in everyone's hearts.

After hesitating for a while, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, stepped forward and smiled apologetically, "Brother You, in fact, this matter is not what you imagined..."

Nan Guotian's words hadn't finished yet, but he saw Zeng Ziyou staring at him coldly with stern eyes, and his tone was extremely indifferent.

"I let you talk?!"