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Chapter 140 My face is swollen

Every sentence Yu Ting said is true and every sentence is reasonable.

Southwest Entertainment is a big family and a big business. It has a few years of foundation and will not be able to win for a while.

But he, Tang Youmin, is just a newly signed artist. The old woman Chen Ruchu couldn't spend a lot of money to protect him.

And Yu Ting is particularly willing to spend money.

Wei Qinghe was also stunned by what Yu said. He stood there and looked at her motionlessly, looking at her with all her eyes and unhappiness on her face.

I have never seen such a person, nor have I seen such a boss.

But it feels... quite good.

Good.

Tang Youmin finally couldn't laugh anymore, and opened his eyes to Yu Ting a little wide, and in an incredible tone, "Are you crazy?"

"This is a thing"

Before he could finish his words, Wei Qinghe punched him again.

Later, he realized that Yu Ting and Wei Qinghe were serious. Tang Youmin started to struggle after getting the second punch. He spread Wei Qinghe's hand holding his collar with his hands and kept kicking him.

"Damn it, one or two are crazy people, let me go."

Bang.

Another punch.

Wei Qinghe was too lazy to talk to him, so he just started to do something. It would be more than a day or two for this guy.

The two men quickly started beating, and Yu Ting sat in a chair not far away and watched leisurely, and was too lazy to interfere.

I have been tearing too much these days, so I have to rest.

Compared to people like Tang Youmin who bully the weak and fear the strong, and who rely on their power, they are not as good as Wei Qinghe in fighting skills. After a while, they are at a disadvantage and are beaten by Wei Qinghe.

"Wei Qinghe, do you think you can be unscrupulous if someone supports you? Ah."

"Fuck, Wei Qinghe, stop fucking hitting."

"Damn, I'll go to the media to expose you later. I must go."

...

"Okay, OK, it's almost done." Yu listened to the time on the main screen a few times, and felt that it was almost done, and he called out for more than three minutes and asked Wei Qinghe to stop.

The fight ended because of Wei Qinghe's stop. Wei Qinghe punched a total of seven punches, six punches hit Tang Youmin on the right face.

Compared with Wei Qinghe's wrinkles and several scratches, Tang Youmin's right face was swollen and very obvious, red and big, and his eyes were squeezed smaller. Naturally, he could not get rid of it for a month or two. The pain made his facial features look ferocious. The previous spirit and wind were found to be swept away, full of doubts about life.

madman……

One or two, all crazy!

Just when Wei Qinghe was curious about what Yu Ting would do, Yu Tingren sat on the chair and slid his feet. He leaned against the wheel under the chair and came to Tang Youmin next to him, looked at his right face and made a few careful clues.

"You're so ugly."

Tang Youmin:...

"Do you know how you made this face?" Yu Ting asked knowingly.

"I was beaten by you." Tang Youmin swallowed his saliva and replied, feeling that the woman sitting in front of him was even more terrifying, and his body couldn't help but retreat.

Bang.

Yu Ting kicked, frowned his eyebrows to express his displeasure. He was dissatisfied with his reply and asked again, his tone was lower than before.

"How did you do this face?"

"I was beaten."

Bang.

Yu Ting kicked again.

Tang Youmin:?

Wei Qinghe, who was standing next to Yu Ting, was much taller than the woman sitting. Now he looked down at her, and was a little surprised and happy, and the haze in his heart was less.

"How did you do this?"

"I fell! I accidentally fell."

Finally, he got a satisfactory reply, and then Yu Ting sat up straight and was farther away from Tang Youmin.

"Why are you so careless?"

?
Chapter completed!
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