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    I’m Nima!

    Wang Feiyu was like a heavy blow, his legs were soft and almost planted on the ground.

    Isn’t that Mr. Ling?

    Supervisor Wang was on the sidelines, still arching fire with a sinister face.

    “Mr. Wang, you don’t know how arrogant this little bastard is.”

    “Today, don’t beat the shit out of him ……”

    Snap!

    When Supervisor Wang didn’t finish his sentence, he was slapped in the face by a mouth of Wang Feiyu.

    “I’ll fuck you up!”

    Wang Feiyu cursed and went up and kicked Supervisor Wang over on the ground.

    Not even relieved, rushed up to be a burst of kicks, kicking and cursing.

    “Wang Qian, you son of a bitch!”

    “What did I tell you!”

    “Young Master Ling Tian is here, treat him with the highest courtesy and welcome him in respectfully!”

    “You’re good, letting the security guards fight with Mr. Ling?”

    “Why don’t you go to hell you!”

    Wang Feiyu was really pissed off.

    Who is Ling Tian?

    That’s a big shot who can talk and laugh with Master Kun and Boss Ye.

    Was it easy for him to flatter Ling Tian?

    For Ling Tian to come to the banquet today, it was a great honor for him, Wang Feiyu.

    Unexpectedly, it was taken by this ungrateful one, as a troublemaker, and made the security guards move.

    If Ling Tian hurt a hair, he was afraid that Feiyu Group would have to go up in smoke.

    When Wang Feiyu thought about it, he felt cold air rising from the back of his neck.

    Wang Qian, this idiot, really killed my old man!

    Wang Feiyu fought for a good few minutes before he stopped breathing heavily.

    Wang Qian was lying on the ground, grunting in pain, so scared that he was about to pee his pants.

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