Chapter 2021 Are You Used to Being Arrogant?

Fang has a fat face, a big belly, a fat face, and a gold necklace hanging around his neck. The whole body is full of famous brands, but they are only some very common brands, not rare.

This person is familiar, including Tang Ru.

"Husband, isn't this Mr. Zhao's apprentice? I forgot his name. I'll search for it."

Tang Ru said that she quickly searched with her mobile phone, and quickly found the answer.

"Yes, yes, he is one of Mr. Zhao's apprentices. His name is Song Feng. He has performed many sketches with Mr. Zhao's team. He is one of Mr. Zhao's more famous disciples."

Jiang Siming disagreed, it didn't matter who he was, the important thing was that this man beat his brother-in-law.

At this time, Tang Song was still arguing with Song Feng.

"Boy, you are unlucky. Today happens to be a good day for me to accept apprentices. Your younger brother cheated on my new apprentice. If I don't care about being a master, how can I teach?"

Song Feng said, raised his hand and wanted to slap Tang Song a few more times. The followers around him watched this scene happily.

"You're the only one who deserves to be apprentices? What do you teach others? Playing fools or reciting poetry?"

Jiang Siming's voice came from behind.

Song Feng was furious when he heard this, turned his head and shouted, "Who said that! Catch me!"

His subordinates immediately surrounded Jiang Siming, who was wearing a mask, and Tang Ru obediently retreated to the back, not to disturb her man. Jiang Siming was wearing a mask, and they couldn't recognize who it was.

Song Feng temporarily let Song Feng go, rushed over, raised his hand, and slapped Jiang Siming in the face.

"I called you Hu Lielie, I'll smash your mouth today, let's see if you dare to talk nonsense!"

However, before the slap came over, Song Feng received a slap on the face first.

This palm slapped him directly, and a few teeth flew out of the blood, and the man fell to the ground.

Everyone didn't understand what was going on.

Song Feng came back to his senses and was furious.

"I'm a muddy horse, Lao Tzu"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Siming raised his foot and stepped on Song Feng's face. With a little force on the heel of his shoe, there was a crisp fracture sound from the bridge of his nose.

"Kill him to death for me, until he is dead!" Song Feng wailed, calling out to his followers.

The subordinates rushed to support immediately.

"stop!"

At this time, a voice came, and the voice was very familiar.

These subordinates immediately stopped when they heard it.

Looking back, an old man with white hair and reading glasses got out of the car, with only a bodyguard behind him.

But as soon as Song Feng's men saw this man, they met the cat with the mouse, and they all stood upright.

Song Feng also saw the person coming at this time, and hurriedly asked for help: "Master, save me! Let A Kun take action and abolish this son of a bitch!"

As soon as the words were finished, Jiang Siming's feet pressed hard again, and Song Feng's mouth was directly cracked, and several teeth were lost. This time, Song Feng was no longer able to speak, and his mouth kept spitting blood, but he still stared at Jiang Siming fiercely, murderous.

His image is completely different from the silly look on TV shows, and it is estimated that some people believe that he has killed people.

The white-haired old man also noticed that his apprentice was beaten, so he had to plead with Jiang Siming: "Little brother, it's my apprentice's fault, I blame my lax discipline, you can let him go first, he is an actor and can't be destroyed. face, or his life would be over."

"Oh, he's an actor. If you don't tell me, I thought he was a gang leader."

Jiang Siming sneered and didn't stop his feet.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man had no choice but to apologize again: "little brother, it's all our fault, you just look at me as his master, and put your feet up first, what's the matter, you can discuss it with me, you see Is it ok?"

Jiang Siming didn't stubbornly hold on, but raised his foot, with a look of disgust, and wiped his brand-name clothes with the sole of his shoe.

Song Feng, who was released, was supported by his subordinates.

He immediately said to the white-haired old man, "Master, you want to take revenge for me. Your apprentice was bullied like this, and Akun wasted this turtle."

Snapped!

The white-haired old man slapped the past, and said with hatred: "Your wings are hard now, aren't you? How long have you been famous, you haven't learned anything, you've been fooling around outside all day, and recruited a bunch of friends. Follower, you started to accept apprentices without any ability, and now you are fighting with people and causing trouble, this is how I, the master, taught you?"

The white-haired old man blushed with anger and coughed several times.

Song Feng was slapped by his master in front of so many people, and felt even more embarrassed.

"What's wrong with my apprenticeship? At least I know that my apprentice was bullied by me as a master, but what about you, my apprentice has been bullied like this, why don't you just ask me?"

Song Feng growled, venting his dissatisfaction.

He was born at the bottom, and relying on the towering tree of his master, he became a man and gained both fame and fortune.

And because there is no culture, it makes him expand rapidly.

In fact, it's not just him, many of Teacher Zhao's apprentices are like this.

The white-haired old man couldn't hide his disappointment when he heard it. He really didn't expect that he accepted so many apprentices, and almost every apprentice had this virtue.

As soon as he became famous, he began to forget his surname, and felt that he was the most arrogant in the world, arrogant and short-sighted.

The white-haired old man didn't want to pay attention to him, he turned to Jiang Siming and said: "

Little brother, do you think this is okay? If my apprentice made a mistake, it’s wrong to hit someone first. You also hit back. We don’t owe each other, and I will never let my apprentice continue to mess around. "

Jiang Siming wasn't too lazy to work too hard, just wanted to say yes.

But Song Feng was the first to object: "I don't agree, he beat me like this, he wanted to leave after slapping his butt? There is no door, my face is ruined like this, how can I act!"

Jiang Siming smiled and said sarcastically, "You're just playing a fool anyway. Is your face important to you?"

Song Feng stared at Jiang Siming, as if he wanted to eat people.

Then he threatened: "There are two ways for you, the first one, pay me five million and apologize to me, and the second, you and your friends will stay here today, one arm and one leg, you can choose for yourself. ."

"It sounds really scary, it seems that you are really used to being arrogant. Your master's words are useless." Jiang Siming said cheerfully.

Song Feng said coldly, "Today's matter is my personal matter, and has nothing to do with my master. Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here today, it won't help!"

"Okay, I'll tell you what you said. It's useless for your master to plead with you today. It's just to clean up your pleasure for the big city of Shenyang."

As soon as Jiang Siming finished speaking, the siren sounded, dozens of police cars drove over, and dozens of police surrounded the scene.

When Song Feng saw it, he pretended to be a victim and fell to the ground screaming.

The police really thought Jiang Siming was the culprit for the first time, and immediately came over to surround him for fear that he would hurt others again.

Jiang Siming didn't change his face and took off his mask.

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