my son is paralyzed

When Midnight and Jun Wuxie were halfway through eating, a group of six or seven luxuriously dressed middle-aged men led a group of dog legs into the restaurant, and ran aggressively to the second floor. play pendulum.

Jun Wuxie didn't seem to see it, and gave Ziye a glass of pear blossom wine, and said regretfully: "Many years ago, I drank a wine made by a woman, which didn't even have a name, but I will never forget the taste for the rest of my life. , but later I heard that the woman died, so I can no longer drink that wine."

Ziye suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he and his mother lived in that big, big family. When they were being looked down upon and ridiculed by others, his mother would always plant a vine in the yard. When the grapes are ripe, they will be picked to make wine. Even if that person never steps into the small building, my mother has always insisted.

Ziye was always looking forward to it, until his mother passed away, the overripe grapes were rotten, no one would make good wine for him, so Ziye learned how to brew it by himself, until he left that place, never again After taking a step, this habit has been retained. Whenever he finishes his mission, he is used to drinking a glass of home-brewed wine, and then his heart will gradually warm up even if it is cold.

Taking a sip of the warm wine, Zi Ye whispered, "If you don't mind, I can share some with you when I brew wine."

"Xiao Ye knows how to make wine! That's a good idea." The two people talked as if no one else was there, until the group of people ran up aggressively, and the group of young men on the ground saw that their old man had come, and suddenly gained confidence, even* The *sounds became louder, Jun Wuxie frowned, and stomped hard on the one closest to him: "What are you arguing about! Shut up!"

A group of chubby, fat, fat and oily lords supported their waists dripping with sweat. After seeing Jun Wuxie, their faces instantly changed from provocative to flattery. One of the fat men with a swollen face said with a "sinister" smile: " Mr. Jun, you are naughty, you have eyes but you don’t recognize him, you offended him, fortunately you were taught by him, you have a lot of young masters, so don’t worry about it.”

The others immediately agreed, and the eyeballs of those spectators who were about to watch the show dropped all over the place. What kind of magical development is this?Just now you were aggressive and looked like you were going to die, but in a blink of an eye you became like a dog's leg, bowing your head and bowing to others to apologize, your son is still lying on the ground half dead, hey!

Anyway, a little ambition!

Holding the wine glass, Jun Wuxie said in a strange manner: "I dare not teach you a lesson, what is I, Jun Wuxie, what is Wanqianzhuang, what is Jinyutang, how can I be a few people who are humble, these people Brother Young Master has such a temper, if it weren’t for this Young Master’s flamboyant fists and legs, wouldn’t he be beaten to death today?”

A few rich old men immediately paled and sweated profusely. It would be fine if they offended other sons, even the son of the city lord, but why did they offend this evil star!

Let's not talk about how rich Jin Yutang is, let's say that Jin Yutang holds the lifeblood of many businessmen in Linyuan, salt and iron, food, and military equipment, which one can't make people get rich overnight?Does the emperor understand?If you do things for the Tian family, it’s fine if you don’t flatter yourself, and if you come to make enemies with them, if you don’t know, I really have to praise you for having the courage to die!

It's easy to offend the others in Jin Yutang, and it's fine if you don't make a good apology. They don't have the same knowledge as you, but this group of short-sighted people must offend Young Master Jun. Who doesn't know that Young Master Jun hates others who are more arrogant and domineering than him , and Young Master Jun must take revenge the most, offending him, tsk tsk... That's really smoking from your ancestral grave, black smoke!

This group of nouveau riche who can only be regarded as second- and third-rate in Kyoto is about to cry, so please let us go...

Still that fat man was clever, he quickly asked someone to lift the box up, and opened the box himself, the golden ingots blinded people's eyes.

"Master Jun, this is 10 taels, how much do you want?"

The others also came to their senses in an instant, and hurriedly carried up the boxes. There were rows of boxes full of ingots of gold ingots. Jun Wuxie waved his hand lazily: "Okay, I told you that one is only 1 taels. My son keeps his word, and if there are too many, we will carry them back."

The fat man flattered him and said, "Young Master Jun was frightened by this, and the extra ones should be used as an apology to Young Master. Please accept it with a smile."

Others chimed in.

"It's pretty good, so the young master will accept it, and someone will carry it away, and send the silver to Jin Yutang." Jun Wuxie waved his hand, and a group of people hurriedly carried their son and thanked him and left.

Onlookers:  …

What the hell is this? =ロ=

Sending away a group of disabled, Jun Wuxie crossed his legs and said to Zi Ye: "These sons are not cruel, if you don't step on them, they really think they are some powerful thing, so they have to step on them to death , step on it until you can't get up again! The most flamboyant dude!"

Ziye complained silently, you are the biggest playboy, okay?