The super soldier king of the stunning president

Chapter 1007 If you don't die, you won't die (5 chapters)
"I want to say that I have molested/played your horse, so just say what you want to do with it."

Song Xiangkang said to Wu Di angrily, "How dare you classify such a trivial matter as messing with the guests in the hotel, can you be a little bit shameless with the surname Wu? The public revenge is so elegant!"

"Ha ha--"

Wu Di sneered, stared at Song Xiangkang with cold eyes, and said in a colder tone: "Seventh Young Master, I didn't joke with you, and I didn't have time to avenge you personally, but I really asked you about your relationship in the hotel." Consumers are messing around, how should we deal with this matter. Besides, I have never had any enmity with you, so how can we avenge our personal enmity?"

"Nima—"

Seeing Wu Di being so shameless, Song Xiangkang was so depressed that he wanted to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

He stared at Wu Di with red eyes, and roared extremely angrily: "Do you dare to say that this girl is not your woman? Do you dare to say that you are not an avenger?"

"It's true that she is my woman." Wu Di nodded and admitted, "But... I have to repeat, I have no enmity with you, right?"

As for his own woman, Wu Di would admit that no matter what the circumstances, it was impossible to make the girl who liked him feel cold.

"Made... I'm so old, I just saw a shameless person like you." Song Xiangkang's entire face was almost contorted with anger, as if he was about to rush forward and tear Wu Di into pieces.

But he knew that Wu Di had left, and he also knew how much money he had.

In order to get the answer, he paid himself.

"Hehehe-"

Wu Di still sneered, staring at Song Xiangkang and asked, "Qi Shao, don't say that Yuhan is my woman, even if she is a passer-by, she is a customer of the hotel if she spends in the hotel? Hastily attacking customers, our hotel Do you remember what the rules are?"

"I can't remember, and I never knew about it. But you kid really killed yourself and paid money, didn't you? The hotel belongs to our Good Fortune Gate, and it's also our old Song's family. The rules and rules are determined by us After all, what the hell are you counting on that onion again?"

Song Xiangkang knew that according to the strict attitude of the eldest brother and Hu Lijing, the rules must be very strict.

But he is a member of the Song family, even if he is punished, he will be the elders of the Song family and Song Xiangyang, so why is it Wu Di's turn?

"Which onion am I?"

Wu Di laughed as soon as he heard it, "It's not important, the important thing is that you know that I am a member of the Good Fortune Gate. Also, does Article [-] of the Good Fortune Gate's gate rules say that everyone is equal, and anyone If you break the rules of the house, you will be punished together? There are also direct members of the Song family who made mistakes, so there is nothing wrong with adding a higher class to the crime, right?"

"You..." Song Xiangkang never cared about these things, but he seemed to recall them after hearing what Wu Di said.

That's right, there is indeed this regulation in the door regulations.

"Is there anything else you want to say now?" Wu Di Weimi asked coldly.

"Humph!"

Song Xiangkang snorted coldly, not to be outdone, "The house rules are made by our old Song family, even if the punishment is the door master and my elders, what the hell are you? Also, the rules are dead!"

"Oh." Wu Di responded with a sudden realization, and then said again: "Then what should be the punishment for tampering with customers in the hotel? Also, what should be the punishment for beating customers?"

"Why can't you punish me? It's none of your business?" Song Xiangkang growled angrily, "If you are sensible, just take your woman and get out of here quickly. I will pretend that what happened tonight never happened."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Wu Di really couldn't help laughing, tears were about to burst out.

To be honest, he is the first person who has no IQ like Song Xiangkang and is so self-righteous when he grows up so big.

Wu Di managed to control his smile, and asked coldly, "Seventh Young Master, are you alright?"

"My surname is Wu, what do you mean?" Song Xiangkang had been hostile to Wu for so long, and the fear in his heart disappeared, and he questioned him forcefully.

Sure enough, wine and habits are both courageous things!
"Ha ha."

Wu Di sneered, pointing at Mu Yuhan and questioning: "I said she is my woman, yes, but she is a consumer, right? You are messing with consumers today, and want to humiliate and beat others. Just tell me what to do?"

"It's none of your business what to do, get the hell out of here!" Song Xiangkang really became more and more arrogant as time went by.

"Ha ha--"

Wu Di still sneered, and then looked at the older security guard, "Come and tell Seventh Young Master, in our hotel, who violates the rules and wants to humiliate and beat guests, what should we do?"

"This..." The older bodyguard looked at Wu Di hesitantly, not daring to speak out.

"Say!"

Wu Di raised his tone by one decibel.

"Report to Angkor, bullying customers will deduct the salary of the month and the accumulated bonuses for the whole year, and depending on the seriousness of the situation, corporal punishment will be given, and one leg will be broken and sent to prison. If you want to be indecent and insulting to the guests, you will directly break three legs and hand them over to the procuratorate. If the situation is serious, die!" The middle-aged security guard responded.

"very good!"

Wu Di nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to Song Xiangkang and asked, "Then tell me about the Seventh Young Master, how should you be punished?"

"This..." The middle-aged security guard didn't know what to say.

In this case, no matter what choice you make, you may bring yourself a fatal disaster.

Wu Di made things difficult for him!

……

"My surname is Wu, so what if I violated the rules of the house and the rules of the hotel? Why are you trying to hit me again?"

When Song Xiangkang saw that Wu Di didn't sell himself or even his elder brother and Good Fortune Gate, he immediately became angry, "What the hell, it's just a dog of our Song family. Do you really think of yourself as something?"

He may feel that scolding is not enough, and he continued: "Fuck, if you touch me again, my elder brother can't keep you, believe it or not?"

"Ha ha--"

Wu Di sneered, ignoring Song Xiangkang's behavior as a clown.

He stretched out his hand to the middle-aged security guard and shouted loudly: "Go and bring me the braids and wooden sticks used for punishment."

"This..." The middle-aged security guard was stunned, completely unaware that Wu Di was completely serious.

"Drawing horses, you really want to play, don't you? Come on, if you have the ability, come and break Lao Tzu's three legs?"

Hearing the sound, Song Xiangkang knew that Wu Di wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge on him, so he roared furiously.

"If this is the case, then I don't need professional torture tools!"

Wu Di shouted loudly, and left the spot like a shot, and appeared in front of Song Xiangkang in the blink of an eye.

As soon as he kicked, there was a sudden 'crack' sound of bone breaking.

"what--"

Song Xiangkang screamed, lost his balance and fell to the ground, screaming and rolling in pain.

He never dreamed that Wu Di would really dare to destroy himself!
(End of this chapter)