Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"Definitely go if you have time." Ma Qing said with a half-smile, then narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Mengmeng, I specially prepared a gift for you on your birthday."

With a snap of his fingers, he followed the men behind him to open a black brocade box, which contained a bright platinum necklace.

Zhang Mengmeng tidied her hair, squeezed out a smile, took the brocade box and said with a smile, "Young Master Ma, thank you. I invited you here today to make amends for my classmate."

"Oh? My hand was wrung off by him, and now I know I've admitted my mistake?" Ma Qing's eyes flashed a few cold lights, revealing a vicious look.

Nie Fengyuan also frowned slightly. He thought that Zhuo Bufan just offended Ma Qing, but he didn't expect him to break Ma Qing's arm. Unless he tried his best to protect this matter, Ma Qing might not give him face.

Zhang Mengmeng's pretty face also changed slightly, feeling a little uneasy, wondering if Nie Fengyuan and Zhang Yong would help, if they didn't help, with Ma Qing's personality, Zhuo Bufan would definitely not make it easier.

"Zhuo Bufan, get up quickly and toast Young Master Ma and Young Master Nie." Qi Rui said anxiously.

Zhuo Bufan slowly raised his eyelids, and said lightly: "I said, it's because he is not qualified to let me toast."

"Fuck, don't be shameless. Believe it or not, I will kill you today." Ma Qing's eyes widened, revealing a fierce look.

Zhang Mengmeng was anxious to wink at her cousin and Nie Fengyuan, this time she invited Nie Fengyuan to help Zhuo Bufan. Nie Fengyuan thought for a moment, his eyes looked at her chest, revealing a hint of obscenity.

Maybe say a few words to do Zhang Mengmeng a favor, and let her accompany me at night. As for Zhuo Bufan, he can't care about Ma Qing's troubles with him in the future.

"Young Master Ma, if you are so angry, why don't you drink a glass of wine first to save me." Nie Fengyuan sat on the sofa, picked up the wine glass calmly, looked at Zhuo Bufan, and said, "Zhuo Bufan, why don't you take care of me?" Why don't you apologize to Young Master Ma?"

"Did I let you talk?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

Immediately, the whole box fell silent, and the other hostesses also felt that the situation was not good. Zhang Mengmeng, Qi Rui, Mou Zhu, and Fatty Chen Junyang all had sudden changes in their expressions.

Nie Fengyuan's face turned blue and red, and he squeezed the cup in his hand hard, the knuckles of his fingers turned white.

"Haha, Young Master Nie, did you see that this kid is Tietou, he won't even give you face, so don't plead for him." Ma Qing laughed loudly.

Nie Fengyuan and Zhang Yong's faces were gloomy. This time they came out to help Zhang Mengmeng because of his face. Unexpectedly, this guy even wanted his life for the sake of face.

"Mengmeng, your classmate looks very good, and I don't need my help." Nie Fengyuan put the wine glass on the coffee table, spilled a piece of wine in the glass, and looked angry.

Zhang Mengmeng has also lost her soul now, and she doesn't know how to deal with it. Things that were supposed to be good have been messed up.

"Forget it, since others don't want my help, then I'm leaving." After Nie Fengyuan finished speaking, he stood up, walked out of the box door with two bodyguards behind him.

Zhang Yong also stood up, walked to Zhang Mengmeng's side and said, "Don't get involved in this matter, no one can help him." After speaking, he left with Nie Fengyuan.

"Boy, you have offended Young Master Nie, who can help you today?" Ma Qing sat on the sofa with a golden knife, waved his hands and said, "You all get out of here."

After all, a group of hostesses who had been frightened for a long time flocked outside.

In the end, only Zhuo Bufan and others, Ma Qing and others were left in the box, and the men brought by Ma Qing stared fiercely at Zhuo Bufan.

Fatty and Chen Junyang turned pale with fright. Zhang Mengmeng's three girls also lost their size for a while, and they didn't know what to do.

"Zhuo Bufan, you broke my arm last time, if you kneel down and kowtow to me today to beg for mercy, I only want your two hands." Ma Qing said sharply with sinister eyes.

Just as he was talking, a person suddenly walked in from outside, "Are you worthy?" Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

Ma Qing gritted his teeth and said sharply: "If you want to die, I will fulfill you. Today I will make you disabled."

"Young Master Ma, for my sake, let him go." Zhang Mengmeng said anxiously with red eyes.

"It doesn't matter whoever talks today, whoever helps him is going to fight against me, Ma Qing."

Mou Zhu took Zhang Mengmeng's arm, shook her head and said: "Mengmeng, forget it, you have helped him to this point, it's because he doesn't know how to be soft, this kind of person is destined to be broken in the society. of."

Suddenly a gangster came in outside, lowered his head and said a few words in Ma Qing's ear, Ma Qing's face changed slightly, "My uncle is here too?"

"Yeah, the boss is playing here too, I heard you are here, so come over." The subordinate said.

Ma Qing sneered, "Zhuo Bufan, aren't you good at fighting? When my uncle comes, I'll see how good you are at fighting."

As soon as the words fell, a group of people walked in, the leader was a tall middle-aged man wearing a black elastic vest, with a falcon eagle tattooed on his broad arm, sharp claws, sharp eyes, majestic and full of momentum .

Behind him were a few men dressed in black, their faces full of rebellion.

The fat man chattered his teeth in fright, "It's over, it's over."

Zhang Mengmeng's face was ashen. Ma Qing's uncle was Ma Yuan, a mountain sculpture of the Sifangmen, he was vicious and cruel, otherwise he would not have been able to sit as the head of the Sifangmen.

"Uncle, you're here." Ma Qing stood up quickly, with a look of panic on his face.

What he is most afraid of is his uncle, who will not recognize his relatives when he becomes cruel.

Ma Yuan nodded, "I heard that you are here to celebrate Ma Zi's birthday, so uncle came here specially to see."

As he said that, Ma Yuan's eyes fell on Zhang Mengmeng and the others, but he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on an ordinary young man sitting on the sofa.

Ma Qing said: "Uncle, I haven't soaked my hand yet, but I saw the person who broke my hand today, that's him. Uncle, you have to make the decision for me. It's best to cripple him."

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan, Fatty and Chen Junyang trembled with fright. Mou Zhu shook her head, "Wouldn't it be better to ask Young Master Nie for help earlier? You have to make trouble like this, and you're asking for trouble."

All of a sudden, Ma Yuan took two steps forward, put his hands on his trouser legs, bent over ninety degrees, and said tremblingly, "Mr. Zhuo, why are you here?"

"Did I ask you to stand and talk?" Zhuo Bufan raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly.

Ma Yuan was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a common sound, and worshiped: "Mr. Zhuo, I deserve to die, it's all my fault."

Ma Qing and several other subordinates froze on the spot, their minds went blank, what was going on. The three girls Zhang Mengmeng, Qi Rui, and Mou Zhu also stared at their colored contact lenses, unable to believe that all of this was true.