My luck can go against the sky

Seeing the fat man driving away with the woman, everyone at the scene applauded.

After that, most people returned to their seats and continued to drink and drink.

The university classmates met and immediately sat down at a table and added some wine and food.

Zhou Qi introduced that the others are his colleagues, who work as sales in the same real estate company.

At this time, a colleague of Zhou Qi looked worried.

"Han Zirong, leave quickly."

Hearing this sentence, Han Zirong, Zhou Qi, and other colleagues were all taken aback, not knowing why.

The colleague sighed and lowered his voice.

"Didn't you hear that? That fat man is the vice president of Baiyun Group. You haven't heard of Baiyun Group."

Baiyun Group...

All the other colleagues who were unclear just now looked serious.

"Baiyun Group is also a real estate company. In the past, it was mainly engaged in demolition and relocation, and it was also a gangster. Later, I didn't know how to suddenly make a fortune, and then set up a real estate company. I heard that many people were in the hands of Baiyun Group."

"Yes, the boss of the Baiyun Group only killed some migrant workers who were asking for wages last week. This matter has been spreading in real estate circles."

"It turned out to be the vice president of the Baiyun Group. Then this guy is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, Haoyun, hurry up, we can't afford such a person."

Zhou Qi sighed again and again, and got up to pay the bill.

Han Zirong of the Baiyun Group had never heard of it anyway, and held Zhou Qi aside.

"We brothers just met, and we just broke up before we talked a few words, how can this be..."

After that, he asked the boss to add a few more dishes, anyway, now he has money, and he doesn't care about these two.

When Zhou Qi saw this, he thought Han Zirong still didn’t understand the situation, and said bitterly: “Zirong, I’m very happy to see you here. Today’s matter was your help to provoke the other party. We are little people, and those people can’t provoke me. If you can still hide, let's go. As for who the rotten woman loves to follow, it will have nothing to do with me in the future."

These words are a bit heartbreaking.

Han Zirong always thought this way when he was a small employee in a beauty company. As a small person, he had to have the consciousness of a small person and swallowed his teeth into his stomach when he was angry.

But things are different now!

He smiled slightly, got up and laughed: "Old classmates, this is different from the past. Those who believe in me, just sit here, and the Baiyun Group can't do anything to us."

While talking, he looked at the Mercedes-Benz business that had been parked not far away.

Hearing these words, Zhou Qi's colleagues mocked.

"I'm afraid you don't know the energy of the Baiyun Group. Don't talk about you. Even if the leaders of the other big groups provoke this group, they have to avoid the edge for the time being."

"Yeah, Zhou Qi, isn't it because your classmate has a brain problem? Why is he suddenly breathing here."

Zhou Qi was embarrassed, and felt that Han Zirong was a little bit arrogant, and he was polite.

"Zi Rong, you know that you love face. You were like that when you were in school, but today this is not a time to save face. It's not shameful to leave. I beg you, I don't want you because of me."

Han Zirong smiled helplessly. When he was about to speak, suddenly a few Buick commercial vehicles came over and stopped in a row. Then the doors opened and a group of people got down.

All of them were holding guys in their hands, and walking in the front was the previous fat man and Zhou Qi's ex-girlfriend Zhaodi.

A group of people came over here in a rush.

"Oops."

Zhou Qi was bitter inside, and looked back at the group of people with a flustered expression.

At this time, Zhou Qi's colleagues had already stepped aside with the rest of the table, as if they didn't know Zhou Qi and had become outsiders.

When Zhou Qi saw this, he immediately turned around and said anxiously: "Zi Rong, you go quickly, this matter is caused by me, I will stop it."

When I was speaking, I could hear Zhou Qi's voice shaking, which was obviously scared.

Han Zirong was a little touched in his heart. Four-year classmates were not in vain. At this time, Zhou Qi could still think of protecting himself.

He got up and walked to the side of Zhou Qi, patted his old classmate on the shoulder, and then looked at the Mercedes-Benz Commercial, which had been parked not far away, then looked back and calmed down softly.

"Don't be afraid, I will take care of this today."

At this time, a group of people had already arrived, and the fat man, the vice president of the Baiyun Group, stood still and looked at Han Zirong up and down with a grinning smile.

"I didn't see it, your kid is kind of kind, but he hasn't escaped yet."

Han Zirong smiled upon seeing this.

"I'm leaving, how come I see you kneeling on the ground and calling me grandpa later."

After hearing the sound, the fat vice president's complexion sank, and he immediately pulled the woman on the side back and waved his big hand.

"It's the white sneaker kid, hit me, beat me to death, I will pay for my life."

It is Han Zirong!

For a while, a group of brawny bald men holding steel pipes immediately rushed up.

At this time, Zhou Qi walked forward tremblingly, raised his hands to protect Han Zirong, and mustered courage.

"This matter has nothing to do with my brother, you want revenge for me."

The woman named Zhaodi sneered, and said with a sneer: "You're a bastard, stand aside, I'll clean up you later."

That fat man didn't think so, he roared.

"Give me a punch and break their hands and feet."

A group of strong men immediately rushed up again with various weapons.

When Zhou Qi saw this, he turned around and pushed Han Zirong abruptly, roaring hysterically.

"Zi Rong, hurry up."

As if going to death generously.

Han Zirong was even more moved in his heart, but he still stood where he was, seeing those brawny men rushing up with their weapons, and from the corner of his eyes, a few men in black clothes and sunglasses on the Mercedes-Benz business had rushed over quickly, as fast as lightning.

Seeing a steel pipe about to fall on Zhou Qi's head, a black shadow like a lightning quickly separated in the middle and blasted out with a punch.

Next second...

The strong bald man at the front flew out, knocking all the people behind.

Seeing this scene, the audience who sympathized with the two young men just now looked surprised.

Then the other men in black and sunglasses arrived, and saluted Han Zirong along with the men in black and sunglasses who had just shot.

"Mr. Han, are you okay."

Han Zirong actually discovered that these people had been following him from the very beginning, so he had an expression of indifference before.

Hearing the words Mr. Han, old classmate Zhou Qi moved his eyes from the men in black and sunglasses who appeared inexplicably to his old classmates, his expression even more surprised.

Hold back for a long time before speaking.

"Mr. Han...I heard that right, right."

Han Zirong smiled and patted his old classmate on the shoulder.

"It's a joke, don't take it seriously."

Then he nodded to several men in black clothes and sunglasses.

The man in black and sunglasses immediately understood, and turned his head and started to move towards the bald brawny who had just stood up.

These people are all good players carefully selected by the U.S.-Japan group. Some are even retired special forces. They are strong and attacked together, but within ten seconds of work, dozens of bald-headed men lay on the ground and continued to cry.

The people around were shocked, and after regaining consciousness, they applauded repeatedly.

This time even several of Zhou Qi's colleagues also ran over and stood with Zhou Qi, looking triumphant.

To be honest, Han Zirong couldn't like the guy who saw the windshield, but he was also not familiar with these people, so he didn't say anything.

At this time, the leader of the man in black and sunglasses walked over and saluted respectfully.

"Mr. Han, what about the fat man and this woman?"

At this moment, the fat vice president of the Baiyun Group was so frightened that his legs became weak and he almost couldn't stand firmly. Zhou Qi's ex-girlfriend was also pale and at a loss.

Han Zirong twisted his mouth and smiled.

"Bring them here."

Soon the vice president and woman of the Baiyun Group was brought over by the man in black and sunglasses.