Urban Supreme Son-in-law

After that Huang Mao finally staggered reluctantly and got up from the ground, his eyes were still a little dazed, and he couldn't see who was in front of him.

He felt as if he had been slapped hard by a black bear. Although he had never been slapped by a black bear, he thought about it for a moment, and it was probably this way.

"Immediately disappear from my front."

Jiang Shengling glanced at the yellow hair and said.

"You, you kid. Do you know who I am."

The Huang Mao shook his eyes hard, and finally allowed himself to wake up. He glanced at Jiang Shengling in front of him, and suddenly burst into anger.

He is also a well-known gangster in this movie. People on the road know him or not, and basically respect him for three points. No one has ever dared to come up and give him a big mouth without saying a word.

Feeling that his dignity was rubbed against the ground by Jiang Shengling, the yellow hair immediately picked up a stool from the side and slammed it directly on Jiang Shengling's forehead.

It looked like it was about to fight in an instant, and all the guests around now scattered all at once. They didn't want to eat lunch, so they got involved for no reason.

That Huang Mao enjoys this feeling very much. After all, a small **** like him really has no place in the society, so he can't find any sense of self-identity.

But fortunately, as soon as a fight starts, those around them will stay away from them and show a look of fear. This is exactly when the pride in Huang Mao's heart is spontaneous.

It's just that everyone fled to the side, only one person still stood there still, that was Jiang Shengling, that Huang Mao wanted to smash Jiang Shengling directly without saying a word.

But before the bench hit Jiang Shengling, Jiang Shengling grabbed the yellow hair's wrist, and then he squeezed it directly, and bursts of bone shattering sound came from that yellow hair's wrist.

He screamed a miserable ghost, and the stool fell down.

"Jiang Shengling, don't do it."

Seeing the extremely painful expression on that Huang Mao's face and the background sound of the broken hand bones, Zhong Mengyao immediately understood that Jiang Shengling was crushing his hand bones, and immediately stopped talking nervously.

Although it was said that this Huang Mao was indeed weixie her, this kind of thing would not destroy someone else's hand. Although Zhong Mengyao was also very angry, she was not as full of hostility as Jiang Shengling.

"Go to the hospital by yourself, I won't see you off."

Jiang Shengling was pulled by Zhong Mengyao in this way, and then he realized that, in fact, this little yellow hair was nothing more than a pervert, and he didn't even die, so he let go.

He feels that he has indeed experienced too many things recently. From the beginning, he was merciful everywhere, until after he killed people without blinking, Jiang Shengling felt that he had become farther and farther away from normal social life.

Now I meet someone casually, and his solution is to kill the other person directly.

Maybe Jiang Shengling was like this before, but now he has returned to Huaxia from abroad, he still hopes to restrain the bloodthirsty in his heart.

"Okay, okay, then let's ignore him."

Zhong Mengyao was really afraid that Jiang Shengling would kill the gangster directly on impulse. After all, it was in the downtown area. If such a thing were really done, it would really be a big trouble.

Although Jiang Shengling was also trying to help himself, and when Zhong Mengyao saw Jiang Shengling caring about him this way, he felt some happiness in his heart.

However, Jiang Shengling's behavior was a bit too impulsive. She didn't want Jiang Shengling to become such a person who regarded human life as a waste of life, and that everything would be resolved by violence.

"Then let's go back to eat."

Jiang Shengling smiled and said to Zhong Mengyao, then turned his head and yelled to the chef again.

"Boss, we have been waiting for a long time when the next few dishes will be served."

"It's coming, it's coming now."

The boss nodded repeatedly, and had already seen that after Jiang Shengling was so terrible, how could he dare to neglect.

Originally, he tried to deliver the dishes to Jiang Shengling's table first, but the other people naturally didn't dare to say anything, after all, they didn't want to be crushed like this.

"Jiang Shengling, how can you only use violence to solve everything you encounter? This can easily cause trouble to your upper body."

Zhong Mengyao said worriedly.

Jiang Shengling remained silent and did not speak. What Zhong Mengyao said was indeed the truth. Most of the things he had encountered during this period of time were mostly related to his violence.

Violence can indeed be said to be the simplest and most direct method, and it is applicable to almost all kinds of problems, but it is not a long-term solution in the final analysis.

Jiang Shengling was also a little strange. He didn't know why the bloodthirsty aura that had been suppressed in his body had revived during this period of time.

This was true for Jiang Shengling when he was abroad before, but the environment at that time was relatively free and Jiang Shengling could do whatever he wanted.

Since returning to the country, he has tried his best to restrain his bloodthirsty thoughts, which had been suppressed very well, but he didn't know why he felt like a resurgence during this period of time.

"You promise me not to do this in the future, okay."

When Zhong Mengyao saw that Jiang Shengling didn't speak, she said something with a worried expression on her face.

"Okay, I promise you."

Jiang Shengling nodded. In fact, he didn't know whether he could do it or not. Sometimes his behavior was purely unconscious.

It didn't take long for the boss to deliberately, although there were still many tables in front of the shop in line, Jiang Shengling quickly enjoyed the boss's dishes first.

The taste here is really good. Many of the signature dishes he recommends are very characteristic, and they are indeed worthy of the Haikou under his crotch before ordering.

Zhong Mengyao, the snack product, was a little unhappy just now, but now facing the delicacies, he suddenly forgot all the things just now, and started to eat the food in front of him.

Jiang Shengling was also a little hungry, so he also started to eat.

At the same time, the original little Huang Mao hid aside and came to a table dingy, and on that table were a few extremely strong men.

"What the **** is going on with you, I don't remember you being such a waste, why didn't you even have a chance to fight back at all."

The yellow hair had just walked over, and an airplane nose scolded him and said.