"Mom, mom!"

In the cool cool place in Seoul, South Korea, a strong man in black suit angrily cursed words that people couldn't understand, and stepped into the nightclub in a group of Shamatt in strange clothes.

"Brother Jiu, who made you so angry..." The woman with heavy makeup came over and was about to hit him.

"Get out of here!" The man slapped the woman and slapped her far away: "Unfortunate!"

The demons danced in the nightclub, and the lights were dim. No one noticed the little friction here. The woman stood up in a panic and rolled and ran away.

The men took the Shamatts and the others to walk around for a few turns, and the noise outside gradually separated and entered a seemingly bright office.

The man sat down on the sofa, took off his coat, revealing the bandages wrapped around his left arm, and blood was oozing out.

"The Busan guys raised by these bitches! If you don't take this revenge, I, Tang Jinyan, swear not to be a human being!"

The Shamats were silent. When this big brother was in a bad mood, he would habitually jump out in Chinese that no one could understand. According to his previous statement, it was because he had no intention of dealing with you stupid guys, and it was all my fault if he didn't understand.

It is said that his name means to speak carefully in Chinese, but no one has ever felt this...

He is rude and irritable, and he is unambiguous when he beats a woman. He never talks about gentlemanly demeanor to you. He runs nightclubs, runs casinos, sells horses, kidnaps, robs, and takes his life and does everything he wants.

The only thing that can be regarded as a positive highlight is probably quite loyal.

For example, the knife wound on his left arm is blocked by his helper. Tonight, he negotiated with the people from the Seven Star Gang of Busan and was secretly injured...

They are from the Seoul Xincun School. Tang Jinyan is one of the ninth adopted sons of Li Tae-hyung, the boss of the Xincun School, and is ranked ninth. He is known as Tang Jiu, Brother Jiu, Jiu Ye, Jiu Jiu, Black Heart Jiu, Jiu, Jiu Huan Jiu, and even maggots.

During the day he was also a well-dressed hotel boss, and the Shamatts were also regular hotel security guards. At night... that's it.

"Everyone is around me? Get out of here, just grab a Busan guy outside and beat him up! And the woman just now asked her to clean up the disgusting perfume smell and crawl over quickly!"

Finally, it was Korean. The Shamatts understood it and instantly dissipated his brilliance.

Leave only one buzz-headed gray jacket and sighed, and went to the wine cabinet to get the wine: "Brother Jiu, you saved me again, I won't say much if you thank you..."

Tang Jinyan took the wine glass and clinked him: "Stop slapping, you can save me a lot. Enshuo, the same thing, when we do this, we have a dog to eat our conscience, and only a little loyalty is left. If we can't hold it, we should wipe our necks clean as soon as possible, so as not to be embarrassed to live in the world."

Eunshuo smiled: "Yes."

In comparison, it seems that he should be called Jinyan.

The two of them drank a few drinks silently, and noisy came from outside again. Several Shamatts threw in with a middle-aged man in a briefcase: "Brother Jiu! This man has a Busan accent! He happened to be staying in our hotel, but San'er heard it."

Tang Jinyan didn't raise his head: "Call me!"

The man shouted in fear: "Why? Who are you?"

"The underworld, can't you tell?" Tang Jinyan shook his ears: "There are still such stupid people."

"I didn't offend you!"

"Your accent offended us." Eun-soo waved his hand and said, "Boe."

The tragic man was pressed to the ground and punched and kicked. Enshuo walked over, picked up the briefcase he had thrown and weighed it. He opened it and saw: "What? Air ticket? Tsk tsk, it turned out that he had just got off the plane and returned to China... Saudi Arabia?" After rummaging for a long time, he found a wallet. Enshuo took it out and threw it to Tang Jinyan.

Tang Jinyan just opened his wallet and the door opened again. A little brother leaned in and said awkwardly: "The woman just now can't be found..."

"Damn it's such a waste!" Tang Jinyan said angrily: "I won't find someone to sell it casually? Why isn't there any in the market?"

"Oh...I'll go now..."

"Wait..." Tang Jinyan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop the person who beats people."

As he said that, he stood up, walked to the man with a bruised nose and squatted down, and reached out to flick the photo in his wallet: "This girl is so beautiful, you ma'er?"

The man shrank in fear: "My daughter."

Tang Jinyan smiled and said, "Hello, father-in-law..."

The man yelled angrily: "Who is your father-in-law!"

"Tsk..." Tang Jinyan took his wallet and patted his face: "Your daughter looks so good... Be my father-in-law all night..."

"You dream!"

"What a day, just one night, it's a big deal? Maybe your daughter has had many men with at school..."

"You fart! My daughter doesn't!"

A dangerous light began to flash in Tang Jinyan's eyes: "Busan man, don't toast or not eat the punishment."

"You kill me!"

"Tsk... it's really touching." Tang Jinyan sighed quietly: "I'm going back from abroad to see my daughter?"

The man was stunned. The rude gang leader seemed to have a delicate thought that was inconsistent with his appearance. He kept silent.

"I feel sorry for parents in the world. Your daughter may not be so filial to you." Tang Jinyan stood up and said lightly: "Enshuo, look through his cell phone and give his daughter a call. The address book is usually either a baby or a good person."

The man's hands and feet were cold, and he looked at the buzz cut and took his cell phone to dial out the number marked "baby".

"Dad!" A clear and cheerful female voice came from the other end of the microphone: "Are you back?"

"The sound is good too..." Tang Jinyan muttered, took the phone from Enshuo, and said coldly: "Little girl, your father is in our hands. If you want him to survive..."

"Who are you? Let my dad go!"

"Oh, I want to recognize him as my father-in-law."

"I called the police!"

"Oh, then you go to Hanjiang to retrieve the corpse tomorrow morning."

The microphone was silent and said for a while: "Where are you?"

"The father is kind and filial to the daughter is touching..."

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Half an hour later, Tang Jinyan squinted his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him.

The little girl is 18 or 1.6 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, wearing a white dress, fresh and lovely. However, her eyes reveal a deep anger and hatred, and she looks a bit masculine.

His father had been forcibly taken away, saying that he had taken medicine, but in fact he forced her to leave her alone in the room to face Tang Jinyan.

"The real person looks better than in the photo, and he looks a little bigger in the photo." Tang Jinyan said with a smile.

"I wish I could get bigger and bite off the head of a social scum like you in one bite!" The little girl was angry and said viciously. Tang Jinyan listened with a smile, but instead felt a little cute.

"Are you eighteen or nineteen years old? Which university is it?" Tang Jinyan poured her wine and smiled and said, "Don't look at me as rude, I still respect scholars very much. Come on, have some wine..."

The little girl didn't say a word and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Why do you have to? I really want me to jump over and take off my pants and put them on?" Tang Jinyan sneered.

The little girl bit her lower lip and finally replied coldly: "I'm not a student."

"Huh?" Tang Jinyan was a little surprised: "Looking horizontally, they are all students. Then what are you doing?"

"singer."

"Swish..." Tang Jinyan let out an unspeakable sneer: "I still think it's pure..."

The little girl said angrily: "What's wrong with the singer? Can people like you laugh at me!"

"Okay..." Tang Jinyan was obviously too lazy to compete with the little girl, so he suppressed his palm and smiled: "Okay, I love listening to music too. We play it every day in the venue. Maybe I have heard the songs you sing?"

The little girl turned her head and ignored him. She didn't think she was proud of her songs by such people.

"Hey, for example, I like this song very much!" Tang Jinyan twisted his hands and pulled out his voice and started singing: "loveydovelylovey, oh oh oh oh oh ~"

The little girl resisted the urge to splash the drink on his face and said angrily: "Stop singing! You are blaspheming other people's music!"

"Oh..." Tang Jinyan stopped his voice indifferently: "Didn't you sing it?"

“T-ara, “loveydovey”.”

"Oh, what about this song?" Tang Jinyan began to yell again: "crycrycan'tyouseethemusic..."

Blue veins appeared on the little girl's forehead: "T-ara, "crycry."

"Then this song? Rolypoly, Rolyrolypoly..."

The little girl secretly observed a silence for her seniors and said weakly: "T-ara, "Rolypoly."

"Damn, do you mean that all the songs I like to listen to in the past few years are sung by one person?"

"…They are a group, the group name is T-ara."

"What about you?"

The little girl stopped talking again.

"Shake me up again, I'll let someone put your father in the cesspool."
Chapter completed!