My girlfriend scolded me for being worthless and backhandedly marrying Bai Fumei.

"Good drinker! Come on, let's keep coming!"

Hearing Zhang Ling'er's words, Yan Jingting quickly waved his hands: "No, I'm not coming!"

The superior is superior, the angry is angry, but he is not a fool. He knows that there must be something evil in this. If he continues, he will drink and fall down!

After almost two kilograms of wine, his eyes were as red as a bull in heat, he was dizzy, and he felt a little unconscious.

"I-I'm going to the toilet!"

He stood up staggeringly and walked out of the box like a drunkard.

"Tch, coward!"

Zhang Ling'er rolled her eyes, looked at Chen Fan suddenly, and said excitedly: "Come, let's play!"

Chen Fan categorically highlighted two words: "Don't play!"

"You are a coward too!"

Zhang Ling'er complained, then looked at Yan Jingting's friend with gleaming eyes and shouted:

"Come on, come on, play with me!"

She is now possessed by the God of Gambling, and her gambling instinct is so strong that she will kill the God when the God blocks her, and kill the Buddha when the Buddha blocks her!

Those people waved their hands quickly: "No, no, no! Not coming!"

"Tch, it's boring!"

Seeing that no one was playing with her, Zhang Ling'er had no choice but to sit down angrily.

"Haha, Ling'er, forget it because no one is playing, let's eat quickly!"

He Mei happily served Zhang Linger some food.

"Thank you, aunt!"

On the other side, Yan Jingting staggered to the bathroom, lay down on the toilet, picked his throat fiercely, spit out all the wine he had just drank, and then washed his face with cold water, only then did he feel better.

“Damn, there’s really a ghost today!”

Yan Jingting was cursing and pouring water, but accidentally peed on his hand.

"Fuck, I'm so bad today!"

Yan Jingting hurriedly shook his hand, and the urine on his hand happened to hit a person who was peeing behind him.

That man is a young man, how can he bear this? He immediately became angry and cursed: "Damn it, are you fucking blind? It's all on me!"

Yan Jingting was holding back his anger at this moment. When he heard someone scolding him, he became even more furious. He threw his hand and slapped the person in the face, cursing:

"Cao Ni Ma, who are you calling blind?"

The young man was stunned. He covered his face and shouted in disbelief: "How dare you slap me? Do you know who I am?"

"Who the hell do I care who you are? Not only will I whip you, I'll also kick you!"

Yan Jingting said, and suddenly kicked the young man in the stomach.

The young man was kicked so hard that his vision went dark and he fell to the ground. He didn't react for a long time.

"Fuck, don't let me see you again, or I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Yan Jingting cursed, turned back to his box, and vividly described the incident to his friends.

"Brother Yan is awesome!"

"This is a real man!"

The friends gave him a thumbs up and slapped him with rainbow farts.

Chen Fan frowned. Everyone who came to eat on the first floor was rich or noble. Yan Jingting was at fault first and hit others. How could others let it go?

"Master Yan, I advise you to apologize to others, otherwise you may be in big trouble!"

Chen Fan kindly reminded that after all, the first floor was his own, and he had the obligation to prevent conflicts from happening.

"Brother Chen, are you still a man? You're so scared! Who in Jiangcheng dares to go against me, Yan Jingting?"

Yan Jingting's face was full of pride, as if he was the boss of the sky and the second child of him.

He was acting like this to show off his strength, in other words, he was showing off. The purpose was to make Kang Ke and Zhang Ling'er admire him.

"Keren, Miss Ling'er, I'm not bragging. Our Yan family wants money and connections. There is nothing in Jiangcheng that I, Yan Jingting, can't handle!"

If you encounter any trouble, you can give me my name or call me! "

Yan Jingting is like a crowing rooster, puffing out his chest and talking boastfully.

"Haha, Master Yan's strength is obvious to all. I wonder when Master Yan will introduce that god to us?"

Kang Keren asked expectantly.

"Ahem, this, that..."

Yan Jingting felt very embarrassed. With his level, how could he possibly get in touch with that god?

The reason why I say this is just to make people feel frustrated.

He rolled his eyes and immediately had an idea: "It's lovely, that man of God is really not something anyone can see if he wants to. There are so many people out there now, let's talk in detail later!"

"But……"

Kang Keren was about to say something, but at this moment, he heard a bang and the door of the box was kicked open heavily.

A young man appeared at the door with a gloomy face. Behind him, there were five or six people following him. One of them was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and an imposing manner. He turned out to be a Xuan-level warrior.

This young man was none other than the man who was knocked off by Yan Jingting in the bathroom.

After he came to his senses, he aggressively brought people to come to question him.

"Hey, you kid, you still dare to come here? Didn't you get enough beatings just now?"

Yan Jingting didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all and still yelled.

The young man Xiang Yunlong had a gloomy face. After hearing these words, he became angry and distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye!

His hands were shaking with anger. He pointed at Yan Jingting and shouted, "Kill him!!"

"Young Master Xiang, let's help you vent your anger!"

In an instant, three young masters rushed out and walked toward Yan Jingting aggressively.

One of the young masters looked at Yan Jingting and cursed: "You are so blind that you even dare to offend Young Master Xiang. Even if Jesus comes today, he won't be able to save you. That's what I said!"

"What nonsense, Mr. Xiang, I've never heard of it! Brothers, show them some color!"

Yan Jingting was right. In Jiangcheng, I had never heard of any family named Xiang, so these people were nothing to worry about.

Crackling!

Yan Jingting and a few of his friends rushed forward fiercely. The three young masters on the opposite side were unable to fight with four fists and were immediately beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.

Now Yan Jingting was even more proud, pointing at Xiang Yunlong's nose and cursing:

"Fuck, did I just say that you should never let me see you in the future, or else I'll beat you every time I see you?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind Xiang Yunlong, kicked him to the ground, and then slapped his friends away with a few slaps.

Xiang Yunlong slowly stepped forward, stepped on Yan Jingting's face, looked down at him condescendingly, and said coldly:

"Tell me again, who do you see beaten once?"

"Fuck! Let me go, or I'll bring bad luck to your whole family!"

Yan Jingting cursed with blazing eyes, and was trampled on his face. How humiliating was this? And it was in front of the goddess, it was so embarrassing that I was thrown into my grandma’s house!

"It seems that you are very awesome. I want to see how you made me and Xiang Yunlong's whole family suffer bad luck!"