super personal system

Chapter 115 In Conflict

Mitsui Wuji thought that the dish was his own, but before he even started, he got involved in the dish. He really became "unique". High-speed update

The unique Yue Nu has a first-class vision, and her eyes are so poisonous. With so many lingering Chinese beauties, and wearing uniforms, he actually found that the etiquette lady next to the gate had changed. The appearance of this beauty

His fiery heartstrings were stirred, and he drank some wine on an empty stomach, which made him stronger and more daring. With his head burning, he walked towards the ceremonial beauty.

Pretending to be elegant on the road, he picked up a red rose from the table and hurried towards his goal.

The closer he got, the more he realized how extraordinary this beauty was. She had an indescribable smell that attracted him. She was the best seductive heroine in uniform in his mind. The ones before were all mediocre women.

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This beauty's face was etched in my heart like a knife. The anger in her lower abdomen became more and more intense, going straight to her forehead. The thing below had changed.

The ceremonial beauty wearing this red cheongsam is a peerless beauty. This cheongsam cannot conceal her extraordinary appearance. Her natural graceful and noble temperament has long attracted the attention of men coming and going.

Standing there, she looks like an inviolable goddess. Her hands are like catkins, her skin is like gelatin, her collar is like a caterpillar, her teeth are like a gourd rhinoceros, her head is like a rhinoceros, she has a cute smile and beautiful eyes. She is tall and graceful.

Lady. Paradoxically, she still has a heroic spirit in her body, and a cunning look flashes across her face from time to time. Looking back thousands of times, what is Tao Xiaokou still mumbling about?

There is a poem that goes like this: "There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. Once she looks at the charming city, she looks at the charming country again."

In the eyes of all the foreign guests, she is the goddess of the East and cannot be blasphemed. In the eyes of the Chinese princes, she is the beauty witch and they dare not be provoked.

However, someone who was not afraid of death still rushed forward. This insignificant Mr. Mitsui Wuji walked up to the beautiful woman with his hands behind his back and a rose. He pretended to be a gentleman and introduced himself in broken Chinese.

He didn't see the goddess in his mind. He rolled his eyes and a cunning look flashed on his face.

He didn't know that people were already plotting against him.

"Hey, I have something fun to do again today. I have trampled enough brats in Kyoto, but I haven't trampled on the Japanese dwarf yet. Then I will complete the arduous task of trampling on the world-class brats, with a proud smile in my heart. Who can let my uncle know?

If you don't want to play with me, I'll give him some fun." The etiquette beauty's thoughts changed quickly.

"Ah..." A man upstairs sneezed repeatedly and had to stop talking to his subordinates. He said doubtfully: "Jianlin, I always feel that something is going to happen today. Do you think I am paranoid?"

Mr. Wuer is still introducing himself non-stop, wishing he could introduce all his family background to win the beauty's heart. He does not dare to use force. In Kyoto, China, the boss who can open such a big business is a powerful local snake. He

This dragon crossing the river must be coiled up even if it is a dragon, and it must lie down even if it is a tiger.

It turns out that he is from the notorious Mitsui Group, so he must be trampled even more.

The beauty pretended to lean over and was about to fall, Wu Er hurriedly stepped forward to help her. She leaned to the side inexplicably and was about to fall. She grabbed her hands in the air and finally found something to steady herself.

"Ah...you are playing hooligan"

Wuer felt like he had grabbed two lumps of fleshy things. They were so familiar and comfortable, and he really didn’t want to let go. Suddenly his vision went dark, and he felt pain in his lower body. He lay on the ground like a cooked prawn, and bent down.

Protecting the lower body, rolling on the ground and wailing.

The etiquette beauty also lightly covered her mouth, she was making a big fuss now. She deliberately lured Wuer forward, and then used her hands and feet to make him fall to the side, hoping to embarrass the Japanese little girl.

Unexpectedly, the sisters next to him saw that he was about to fall and stepped forward to help him. The unlucky Mr. Wuer lost control of his body and suddenly grabbed the breasts of the beautiful woman next to him as if grasping a life-saving straw. Her delicate chicken head was brutally beaten by the wolf.

Hand attack, of course you have to scream.

The dumbfounded etiquette beauty stretched out her kick meaninglessly and hit the target. Wuer was rolling on the ground. Not only did his balls hurt, but his body hurt as well. He prayed that he could still function after being connected.

"Where are the gangsters?" A group of burly men ran over. The security of the club was very efficient and quickly arrived at the scene. After seeing the little etiquette beauty, everyone was stunned, and then saw a colleague next to him who was sobbing with dewy pear blossoms. I don't know.

What happened and what to do?

The little etiquette beauty pointed at Mr. Wu'er rolling on the ground with her jade finger, pretending to be scared, opening her eyes and telling lies: "This Japanese gentleman wanted to molest me. My eldest sister helped me, but he bullied me."

The little Japanese kid dared to molest his own little princess. Isn't he seeking death? Teach him a lesson and make him blind.

"Fight me, beat me to death, if you dare to bully us Chinese people," the leading captain gave the order, and the others took action one after another.

Although China and Japan are separated by a narrow strip of water, the hatred between the two countries is deep and cannot be healed by time. These security guards are all retired veterans from the Japanese army, and their hatred of Japan is even greater. Now that their own families have suffered a loss, their subordinates are even more active.

Already.

The aggrieved Master Wuer was beaten severely and screamed repeatedly. "I am a member of the Mitsui family of Japan, you can't treat me like this."

"It's you Mitsui Group that I'm beating. You dare to be so rampant in China even if you are a small Japanese devil." The security guard heard his words and his hands became even heavier.

Guests from all over the world were watching and pointing, but no one was willing to stand up for him.

At this time, his bodyguard also heard the sound and came looking for him. He quickly protected his master. When he saw his master's miserable state, his breath was coming in but not coming out, and his flesh and blood were blurred, he knew that the perverted young master was very lustful and had suffered a big loss this time.

Mr. Wuer was also very wronged. If he knew what his bodyguard thought of him, he would definitely jump up and defend himself. He was really wronged. He didn't know that the little beauty had such a small heart.

Looking at the formation of the other party's security guards, no one dared to step forward. The two sides confronted each other, and a bodyguard hurriedly called for someone.

"Poof", the door of the box was pushed open by the bodyguard, and the expressions of the people in the room changed drastically.

"Young Master Wuer was beaten to death. Go and save him. Please, please." The bodyguard said truthfully, bowed and saluted, and left the box.

Everyone here knows the details of this young master of the Mitsui Group. You can think of any conflicts that occurred in the club with your toes. In fact, everyone here dislikes seeing this vulgar "nouveau riche" young master of the Japanese country, but they are obedient.

He was generous with his moves, and with the Mitsui Group behind him, he could also be used, so everyone took him to play with him.

Although everyone despises this young man's behavior, this classless behavior also makes them want to stand by and watch. However, beating a dog depends on the owner. This is cutting their face, which is intolerable but vulgar. Everyone pays attention to

All of them converged on Zhang Yuhong. He was a local snake and the host of the treat, so of course it was the host who came forward.

Zhang Yuhong knew that he couldn't escape. This was everyone watching his performance, and it was also a test for him, asking him to express his determination. There was no way to escape the disaster, so he had to make up his mind.

"Bai Laosan, if you don't show me some face, we won't be finished." After saying that, he led a group of people and came in a menacing manner.

"Hey, is this still Mr. Wuer?" His mother probably doesn't even recognize him anymore. The miserable condition on his body made the mixed-race beauty stay away.

"Hurry up and send him to the hospital. What are you waiting for?" Zhang Yuhong jumped out. He was afraid that something would happen and it would harm him, so he wanted to get him to the hospital first to save his life. Who would he seek revenge from then, not himself?

Regarding relationships, Zhang Yuhong's idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

"Who dares to touch him? He openly molests women. We have already called the police and are waiting to put him in trouble."

When Zhang Yuhong saw a beautiful little beauty, he was wearing the clothes of a welcoming lady, which didn't make him lose many points. When he saw a working girl, he didn't even give him face. Prince Ma also had three

As for Yiyan, I've been abroad for a long time and everyone has forgotten about me, the Eighth Master. When I dominated Kyoto, you were still wet."

"Who are you? A working girl, how dare you besiege foreign friends, aren't you afraid of causing international disputes?" The big hat was taken off.

"You traitor and lackey, you have forgotten who your ancestors are, and you dare to speak for the Japanese devils. It seems that you are all the same, not a good thing." The little beauty has an unforgiving mouth, and he has no intention of dealing with this fake foreign devil.

Good impression.

No one liked Er Guizi, and they all cheered and applauded the little beauty. Everyone around him was laughing at him, and no one wanted to remind him who this little beauty was.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," the siren of the police car sounded from far to near.