Many clans knelt there, and they couldn't figure out that these people didn't care about the clan behind them at all. Don't they understand what the clan represents?

"I have limited time, so you can contact me now."

After drinking the wine in the glass, Xuantian poured it on himself again.

In the parking lot downstairs of the hotel, Zhao Ji lit a cigarette thirty meters away from the Rolls-Royce. He was afraid that the smell of smoke would smoke his little baby, so he slowly let out a sip of smoke. Zhao Ji glanced at the door of the hotel and murmured: "It's probably twenty minutes. I guess his adults should come. Which junior is from? It's so funny."

In the hotel box, Zhang Xuan and others were still drinking and eating. A group of clan juniors knelt on the side. Under the invisible pressure, they couldn't stand up at all. Who dared to move a little, the short man slapped the clan's children from the air, and the cheeks were sore. As the first juniors who could follow the clan, their status at home was not the highest, but they were definitely not bad. They were all given high expectations. When they had received such treatment, this was completely different from what they thought that when the clan came out, the effect of making the world tremble. This was * if they wanted to establish their authority, they were slapped on the ground, or were they slapped together.

Several juniors of clans exchanged their eyes, and then they were about to take out their cell phones and notify the elders at home to come over, but they had just made some moves.

"Smack and fuck!"

A crisp sound rang.

The short man gnawed a bone and said without raising his head: "Did you move?"

"I...I'll get the phone."

The most arrogant young man from Xie said tremblingly.

"Oh, sorry."

The short man responded, and then another crisp sound rang out. The short man continued, "Phone the other side of your face again, and you'll be balanced. Call quickly, good kids."

The behavior of short men is a great insult to these young clans, but they have no choice. The short men's practice of not buying clan accounts also makes them understand one thing: pretending without strength is to slap themselves in the face.

After these clan members called their adults, they honestly put away their phones and knelt there in a manner, not daring to move around, for fear that the slap would hit their faces again. Now, their faces felt hot and hot, just a little breeze blowing.

Zhao Ji has been staying downstairs, sitting in the Rolls-Royce cab, sitting in the back seat, and pretending that there is a beauty in the vice seat and playing a gentleman himself.

More than twenty minutes later, a long black yellow card Audi car parked at the hotel door, attracting Zhao Ji's attention.

Zhao Ji glanced at this side, then smiled, "It's interesting. They are actually from the clan. No wonder those young people are extremely arrogant. However, the clan has just been born and has not yet thought about how to establish their authority, and they are about to be slapped in the face. It's really interesting to think about it."

Zhao Ji opened the window and chose a comfortable position to lie on the seat.

In the hotel, a group of clan elders walked into the hotel gate with great momentum. A total of fourteen people came. On the phone, they heard that their children were under house arrest and were forced to kneel down. The other party even threatened that if the clan elders did not come to take them, they would kill all the children.

Who dares! Who dares to touch the people of our clan! Fourteen clan members walked into the hotel angrily, and rushed to the top floor when they came in. The hotel manager immediately knew that this was related to the box on the top floor. He didn't dare to say a word, and signaled that the rest of the staff would avoid it. They were powerful gods fighting, and ordinary people like themselves might suffer if they get closer.

Fourteen clan members came to the top floor unimpededly, and they immediately determined which box they were because they felt angry there.

Fourteen people walked to the door of the box, and each of them kicked the door of the box. The moment the door of the box was kicked open, the people outside the box saw the juniors of the clan who were kneeling on the ground collectively, each of them had a bruised nose and swollen face, and were almost beaten into a pig's head.

When these juniors of these clans saw their elders coming, they seemed to immediately find a vent.

The young man from Xie cried, "Dad, I..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        �

“Did I let you speak?

Shut up!"

The short man still didn't raise his head.

These young people in the clan were obviously afraid of being beaten. The younger generations who had to cry to their elders all closed their mouths and knelt there honestly when they heard the short man's words.

Outside the door, the fourteen elders of the clan looked particularly ugly. Now that they have arrived, the other party is still so strong. In front of them, teach their juniors a lesson?

Among the elders of the clan, the leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He possessed the strength of the early stage of God-giving and also had a certain status among the clans. He said, "Since you know our origin, are you too unfair to take us seriously in this way?"

"What, do you need to take your clan seriously?"

The old ghost is speaking, "Every clan junior is so arrogant. The so-called clan seems to be, but now, thinking about the eight generations of scholars, politeness, and behavior, all have the style of a great man, and can make people look up to it. Now, the so-called inheritance has been raised in the end. Just like this, I rode on your clan and shit, so why bother?

Clan dignity?

Do you still have it?"

The old ghost said this and the fourteen elders of the clan outside the door were furious and rushed into the door, "What did you say!"

"What, is he wrong?"

The short man spoke, "In the past, the clans, both men and women, had the style of a great man. What we see today is indeed a group of ruffians. If you are the elders, you will not educate us outsiders on your behalf."

"Extremely arrogant!"

Another clan elder spoke out, "When is it the turn of others to interfere in our clan affairs?"

"Who wants to care about your clan's case?"

Sister Bo curled her lips disdainfully, "But you all want to ride on our heads, it has something to do with us."

"Haha, it's so relevant!"

The father of the young Xie family sneered, "Then I hope that you people can bear the anger of our clan!"

"interesting."

Another person spoke on the table, with a very old age. Apart from Xuantian, he was the oldest. He hunched over and made a hoarse voice, "Do your clan want to go to war with us?"
Chapter completed!