Chapter 797 (1/2)

”I didn't!” The maid's crying face was aggrieved.

Since Wei Lai came here, the thug felt that Wei Lai was eccentric. This time, he repeatedly picked things and confirmed his guess.

”Who are you?”

Wei Lai picks eyebrows, ”I'm your father!”

If you stay here, you will not be able to get out. Now, you have to try to get out first.

As long as he can get out, he has a way to escape successfully.

The thug was enraged by him, and his eyes seemed to be burning with flames. He wished he could devour Wei Lai.

”Damn it

Wei Lai said, ”I'm your father!”

”You --”

The green tendons of the beater's forehead were very high because of his anger, and the clang iron fist was ”creak creak” by him.

Wei Lai uses ventral language, added a, ”he is really your father.”

In this narrow compartment, there were only Wei Lai, the maid and the beater. Wei Lai's mouth didn't move. Then, the maid just said this.

When the Thug's fierce eyes moved to the waitress's face, the waitress could not help shivering, ”that's not what I said.”

”You didn't say it, so who said it?” The thugs were completely enraged.

The maid burst into tears and said in a timid voice, ”I'm not a slave.”

Wei Lai said with a smile, ”you are a group, and he won't do anything to you!”

”Young master, I didn't say that!”

”Is that what I said?” Wei Lai said as he moved towards the door.

The thug has a lot of brute force. He can't do anything without thinking. In addition, he has just been angered. Looking at the waitress this time, he wished he could tear her in half.

The waitress repeatedly denied it.

At this time, Wei Lai said in his belly, ”damn fool!”

The chest was up and down, the blood vessels on the neck were also raised, and one blow fell on the bed. The wooden bed, which was not strong, collapsed instantly.

There's a lot of noise here. Although other people who are smoking cream are intoxicated, they are still disturbed. All of a sudden, the whole dark pavilion was in a mess, and there were many complaints.

Wei Lai took advantage of the chaos and fled towards the exit.

The thug was shocked and rushed away from the crowd.

These people because of smoking cream, although the time is not long, but also weak body.

The thug, with all his brute force, easily pushed these people away and soon grasped Wei Lai's back collar.

Wei Lai was thinking about how to get out. He was caught by the thugs and couldn't move at all.

He turned his eyes quickly and kicked at the beater's belly.

”Ow --”

The thugs hurt, and their facial features became distorted.

Wei Lai clenched his teeth, hit him on the head again, and yelled, ”I have a lot of cream here!”

Smell speech, these people eyes shine, a swarm of toward Wei Lai side around.

Wei Lai looked at these people as if they were crazy, fighting for the cream. There was a cool wind in his heart.

Just a few days later, these people are so dependent on these creams. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be a disaster.

The beater pushed away the crowd and punched Wei Lai.

Wei Lai, who was looking for the organ, did not notice for a moment, but actually got the punch.

In front of the stars, he shook his head, ”you dare to hit your father!”