The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 12 The Playful Daughter's Revenge 11
The sky gradually darkened.

The black sky seemed to be invisible, without any temperature, not even starlight.

In an underground garage, it was dark and damp.The light flickers on and off, like countless hands in the dark, trying to pull someone into the endless abyss...

In the dark, no one can see dust or anything.A light was turned on at the entrance of the underground garage to see that there was so much dust in the air.

At the light source, a few jokes came from time to time, and everyone talked and laughed happily.

"Second Master An, everyone had a great time today. Can you consider my father's cooperation with your An's Group?"

There are many people, and fish and dragons are mixed.I don't know which rich second generation spoke first, eyeing the project of An's Group.

Before An Zihao came out of the hotel, he was drank a lot of wine by all his cronies. Now his face is slightly red, it seems that he is a bit superior, and his words are a bit awkward:
"That aspect, no... it's not my business!"

The faces of several friends changed instantly when they heard it, and none of them knew what kind of medicine was being sold in the other party's gourd.

"Master Shaomeng, you are the young master, how can you not control the company?"

"Master bullshit! A young master who is always dominated by his elder brother, whoever you want to be!" An Zihao seemed to be getting drunk, and his temper was much stronger, and he suddenly yelled.

"Hey, who are you yelling at?" A man with dyed red hair looked very grumpy.Wearing a famous brand all over his body, he looks like the son of a nouveau riche.

The few people next to him were not happy anymore, they were just a group of casual acquaintances, most of them were children from various families, and they were used to being cynical.

Who was yelled at like this, and could bear this anger?

As the red hair spoke, he began to curse: "You have no real power, what are you, dare to yell at me?"

After the few people around knew that Young Master An Er had no status in the family, they became more courageous and had no scruples anymore!Rolling up your sleeves, you want to teach him a lesson!
"Boom!"

All I saw was An Zihao being punched firmly!The whole mind suddenly froze for a second.Then he was tripped and fell to the ground, and his fists rained down like rain!It hurts when you hit it on your body!

"Oh, crap, you guys eat everything from inside to outside!"

An Zihao cursed in a low voice, and the pain woke him up instantly!What did I say just now!
He bounced up from the ground like a carp, and kicked the nearest red hair away!The person on the left ran towards him and swung his fist to hit him in the face!Unexpectedly, An Zihao took it with his palm, and the palm shrank violently, with great strength and ruthlessness!As if to crush people!

"Ah... it hurts!" The person on the left wailed, screaming continuously, watching his hand being pinched and deformed!He clearly heard the sound of bones breaking, closed his eyes, and passed out!

Taking advantage of An Zihao's inattention, the little red-haired brother on the right tripped An Zihao to the ground by sweeping his legs!
Seeing that the red-haired boy was about to pounce on him, An Zihao rolled on the ground a few times and wrestled with him!The scissor legs clamped the opponent's head, and with a force, he passed him and threw him behind him!

"Boom!" With a loud sound, the little red-haired boy was thrown out and hit a pillar in the parking lot!He reached out and touched the back of his head, his eyes were terrified!
"Blood... my head is bleeding! It's going to kill me!"

The red-haired boy frightened himself out of his wits, and kept saying "I'm going to die... I'm going to die!" and fainted from fright.

Standing up, before An Zihao could catch his breath, another person jumped up from behind and strangled his neck!The man was tall and strangled An Zihao's feet off the ground, making it difficult to breathe!

"Go to hell!" The man clearly wanted to kill him!
An Zihao grabbed the man's arm around his neck with both hands, and pulled it out vigorously!Want to struggle a little looser!
"Even if the young master dies, he will be held back!"

He raised his head and slammed into the man's face, smashing the man's nose in an instant!The hand on the neck suddenly lost its strength and loosened up a lot!

An Zihao pulled his hand off his neck, placed it on his shoulder, and made a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw!
Looking at the group of people lying unconscious on the ground, An Zihao rubbed his sore neck, turned around and prepared to leave...

"brake!"

The dagger sank into the body from behind!
(End of this chapter)