Double-sided

Chapter 227: Dispute again

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Seeing that there was nothing major, the people around had stepped forward one after another, all of them indignantly accusing Si Peilan of being pampered and arrogant. And Peng Yuhang was also described by them as the faint king who was fascinated by the beauty.

"What? It's gone!" Si Peilan smiled coldly, her red lips curled in a weird curve, and looked contemptuously at the people who were still standing on the periphery: "Why, don't you want to say something or do something?"

The people standing outside the circle glanced at each other faintly. A few young people can't bear the contemptuous look of friends in the circle. He stood up and stood up: "Miss Si, we didn't want to embarrass you, but you have done too much."

Si Peilan looked at the young man in front of him with interest: "Oh? Are you telling me what is going too far?"

The teenager looked around and found that they were all supporting themselves with their eyes. I couldn't help but straightened up, flushed, and answered naturally, "You are just Brother Peng's mistress, why do you intervene in the gang. Not to mention the facelessness of San Ye a few days ago!"

Feeling the approving gazes of the people around him, the young man looked at Si Peilan triumphantly: "If this happens, let alone us, even if it's Brother Peng, I won't be able to tolerate you."

Si Peilan saw that the people around him nodded in agreement with his words, but found it extremely interesting: "In your opinion, what should I do."

The young man was even more proud to see that there was a compromise between her and her words: "You go and apologize to the third master, and this is all about it. The third master has always been generous and won't care about you."

Seeing Si Peilan lowered his head as if he was really considering this proposal, he was even more proud, and couldn't help but scan the people around with contempt: Look at you, you can't do anything like this, and I have to go!

For a moment, the young man’s self-esteem was held up to a certain point, and his tone of voice contained some commands without realizing it: "We are all big lords and don’t care about you. You bow to us and apologize, and do things in the future. Be careful, we won't embarrass you as a girl."

Xia Ruo sneered: "Don't care about me?"

The man became more and more overwhelmed: "Of course, our dignified seven-foot man will still care about you, a little girl."

Si Peilan sneered, but fixedly looked at the middle-aged man outside the crowd who seemed to have nothing to do with him, who also looked up and looked at her.

How could Si Peilan not know that he lost face to San Ye last time, and it stands to reason that no one in the club would dare to mention that she was Peng Yuhang's mistress.

But there are still so many people gathered to talk about this when she came here today, so the only explanation is that someone is instigating everyone's emotions behind.

She just tried it deliberately. Most of these people are young and frivolous teenagers. If they don't like it, they will only hold it in their hearts, or point them out directly as they did just now, and they can't do anything behind the scenes.

Therefore, behind the scenes, it is the man who seems to have nothing to do with him.

Xia Ruo pushed away the indignant young man standing in front of him, and slowly approached the seemingly calm middle-aged man with a leisurely pace.

It was not surprising that the man saw Si Peilan walking towards him, just clenching his clothes, pretending to be calm and waiting for Si Peilan to approach.

Si Peilan goes around

He walked two laps and saw that his body was stiff and even slightly trembling, knowing that he must be very nervous now, and couldn't help but want to tease him: "You don't want to say something?"

The man gritted his teeth and tried to make himself less nervous: "They have said everything that should be said, I have nothing to say."

Si Peilan's brows flickered and a cold light flashed in her delicate eyes: "How come, I think you should have the most words."

The man understood the meaning of his words, looked up at her with some surprise, and immediately lowered his head, with a respectful look: "How come."

Si Peilan sneered: "Why not, it is said that this woman's intuition is the most accurate? I feel that you should be the one who speaks the most. For example, how the topic is developed today I think I should be inseparable from you. "

The people around me thought about it, and suddenly stared at Si Peilan as if looking at a monster.

The teenager on the side asked tremblingly, "You... how did you know."

Si Peilan sneered, "Isn't it easy? You are young and frivolous, high-spirited, if no one is chewing the tongue behind, how can you pay attention to me, a little girl."

What did the teenagers who just stood out suddenly want to understand? He stared at the middle-aged man with his eyes widened in disbelief: "You mean..."

Si Peilan ignored their self-esteem and nodded her head: "Of course, only you young and frivolous people can make this kind of mistake."

The group of teenagers suddenly looked ashamed and stood aside blushing.

Xia Ruo didn't mind just staring at the middle-aged man coldly.

The middle-aged man saw that everyone had seen his intention and did not hide his intentions. He faded away from the tension just now, and stared at Xia Ruo with resentment: "You demon girl will definitely be a barrier to the development of our Yanxin News Agency!"

Si Peilan finally stopped laughing. She looked at the middle-aged man with a cold face: "It seems that your mother has not taught you how to talk. If that's the case, you don't need your tongue! "

Before everyone knew what was happening, she suddenly flashed behind the middle-aged man and kicked him to the ground. She straddled the middle-aged man's back, grabbed his hair and broke his head.

The arm slightly flicked the butterfly knife in his hand, and the cold blade was pressed against the middle-aged man's mouth. She looked lightly: "Come and open your mouth, just a moment."

How can the middle-aged be obedient! He closed his mouth tightly and struggled desperately. I don't know what method Si Peilan used, which seemed to be powerless, but restrained him tightly so that he could not escape. She could only shut her mouth tightly and looked at Si Peilan angrily.

Si Peilan's eyes were cold, and the knife in his hand was slightly hard. As much as possible, he went in from his mouth: "I will do it if you don't open your mouth."

The man didn't seem to hear it, but looked at Si Peilan with humiliation and resentment, wishing to cut her off!

Seeing this, Si Peilan did not insist on taking it from his mouth. The man saw her withdrawing the knife, his eyes showed disdain: "Huh, but that's it."

But the smug expression on his face didn't last long before he froze on his face. He lowered his head in disbelief. This one had lost his index finger in one of his hands, and the broken finger turned a few circles and stopped steadily.

In a clearing not far away. The blood continuously overflowing from the wound stained the ground.

Si Peilan looked at the man lying on the ground unhappy: "Throw him out for a while, we don't have such a person in Yanxin News Agency."

The teenagers on the side nodded blankly and did not dare to speak any more, making her angry.

Si Peilan carefully wiped the knife in her hand with a paper towel, and said casually: "You must have your own thoughts and loyalty no matter what you are on the road. If you only listen to other people's provocations, you can affect your heartfelt heart. Then this kind of person cannot be retained."

Everyone stared at each other in a daze, fearing that she would also drive herself out of Yanxin News Agency.

Si Peilan saw that the effect of deterrence had been achieved and did not say much: "I think you are young and energetic today, so I won't punish you any more. If you commit another offence next time, you will be driven out of Yanxinshe!"

Everyone nodded quickly, fearing that she would suffer revenge if they were too late. Si Peilan threw the blood-stained paper into the pool of blood and turned and left: "Also remember to remind other people what to say. I shouldn't say anything, I shouldn't need to teach you."

Everyone straightened their bodies and nodded again and again, holding their breath, not daring to say more. Until Si Peilan could not be seen, a few people couldn't stand the Wia just now, and they slumped on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Resolved?" Peng Yuhang leaned on the back of the chair and put his feet on the table without any particular attention, and was carelessly wiping the pistol with a soft cloth.

Si Peilan didn't mind, and went straight to the sofa in the corner and leaned back comfortably. He closed his eyes and made a deep hum.

Seeing her look tired, Peng Yuhang couldn't bear to take a glass of water and handed it to her: "Are there many things? Why is it so tired?"

Si Peilan did not refuse to take a few sips, and then lay back on the sofa to lazily: "A little bit, I will squint for a while, and we will be discussing other things for a while."

Upon seeing this, Peng Yuhang didn't say much, but said with a complicated expression: "You don't need to be so tired."

Si Peilan didn't answer, and she didn't know whether she heard him or not.

Su Luoheng was flipping the vegetables in the pot while tapping the phone in his hand: What's the matter, why still can't get through

About ten minutes later, Su Luoheng watched the prepared dinner and called again, but no one answered the phone, Su Luoheng was a little strange. But unable to contact Xia Ruo, he could only choose to eat first by himself.

About two more hours later, Xia Ruo's phone call still couldn't be reached. Others also said that they had never seen her Su Luoheng felt more and more disturbed. He kept pressing the remote control in his hand to constantly adjust the channel. But I couldn't find the content he wanted to see after picking and picking. I don't know why, and I was particularly uneasy in my heart. He picked up his cell phone next time and wanted to call Xia Ruo.

As he expected, the call still didn't get through. He finally couldn't sit still, picked up the phone and car key, and prepared to go out to find Xia Ruo.

At night, people come and go on the streets with neon lights, but there is no such figure that he can't hold back.

Su Luoheng opened the car window a little irritably, trying to breathe, and suddenly the yelling on the street attracted his attention.

He turned his head to see Zheng Xiao trembling in the crowd!

He immediately found a place to park, ready to save people.

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