Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 1103 Fu Cheng is furious!

Under the horrified eyes of the audience, Zhou An had already taken the first step to attack the bodyguards. After a sound like a hammer hitting, Fu Hao's group of bodyguards who were full of confidence fell to the ground staggeringly. Screaming and wailing in pain, none of them could get up!

   Zhou An looked at Fu Hao and sneered, his words were full of sarcasm and disdain: "This is the subordinate you are proud of? It's not enough for me to warm up, it really makes people laugh!"

  Hearing Zhou An's cynicism, Fu Hao's complexion was extremely ugly, darker than the bottom of the pot! It was as if Zhou An had slapped her face hotly!

  He had full confidence in his group of bodyguards, because these bodyguards had never embarrassed him, but no matter what, he never expected that he would be taught to behave like this by Zhou An, a young man with thin arms and legs!

It took Fu Hao a while to recover, looked at Zhou An and said coldly: "Boy, I admit that I really underestimated you, I didn't expect you to have such hard work, even my group of professional teachers None of your subordinates are your opponents, but so what? Do you think you can run wild if you know kung fu? Times have changed long ago!"

   "You ignorant brat, do you know who is behind me? I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you! I'm Fu Hao, you're not offended by a dog at all!"

  Many bodyguards who were beaten up by Zhou An and curled up like shrimps echoed again and again:

   "Young Master Fu Hao is right! Kid, don't think you are so great, Young Master Fu Hao is the most beloved grandson of Master Fu Cheng, the richest man in East China!"

   "To tell you the truth, Young Master Fu Hao just doesn't want to bully the weak. Otherwise, Young Master Fu Hao will casually sue Fu Cheng and Master Fu, and you will never be able to stand up again in this life!"

  Hearing what Fu Hao's bodyguards said, Zhou An couldn't help being taken aback, raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Hao and said, "Oh? Are you the grandson of Mr. Fu Chengfu, the richest man in East China?"

Fu Hao took it for granted that Zhou An was intimidated, and said with his nostrils upturned: "That's right! You little **** knows how to be scared now! I can give you a chance to reform yourself, as long as you respectfully take the set of the famous British designer Leo Dedicate the men's clothing made by yourself to me, and give me three kowtows to make amends, and I don't have to care about you..."

   Fu Hao's rhetoric was just ordinary, but was interrupted by Zhou An's series of slaps!

   Zhou An sneered while beating, "You want me to kowtow to you to apologize? You are worthy of anything! Don't say it's you, just ask your grandfather Fu Cheng if he dares to be so presumptuous in front of me!"

   "This slap is to vent my anger on myself because you insulted me Zhou An with foul language."

   "This slap was for your grandfather. I'll teach you a lesson on his behalf, bastard, so that you won't cause even more trouble to your grandfather in the future!"

   "This slap is because I am happy that I don't like you! There is no other meaning, why are you dissatisfied?"

   Zhou An shot suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, he slapped Fu Hao a series of times, until Fu Hao's face swelled like a pig's head.

   It took a while for the bodyguards under Fu Hao to react, all of them looked ferocious, and roared angrily at Zhou An:

   "Little bastard, you are going crazy! How dare you treat our young master Fu Hao like this!"

   "Obviously knowing the identity of Fu Hao's young master, you still dare to kill him and hurt him, you little bastard, are you going against the sky?"

   "Boy, you are playing to death! Since you are looking for your own death, I will help you!" Fu Hao sneered at Zhou An, took out his cell phone and called Fu Cheng.

Immediately, Fu Cheng's old voice came from the other side of the phone: "What's wrong with Haoer? He called me suddenly. Didn't you volunteer to go to Qingshan Village to pick up Mr. Zhou? Don't tell you that you didn't take this matter to heart. Turn your head and forget to go outside to play!"

  While speaking, the coldness in Fu Cheng's words became more intense.

Seeing that Fu Cheng's words were getting colder, as a grandson, Fu Hao didn't know what was going on. This was a sign of Fu Cheng's anger, and he hurriedly explained: "How could it be! Grandpa, you have reminded me that this matter is very important, how could I possibly Don't take it seriously!"

"I'm currently in the Armani store in the bustling commercial street in the city center. I came here to change into suitable clothes so as not to embarrass you, grandpa, but I met an unreasonable man. The set of clothes I liked hurt me! I have been slapped dozens of times, and now my face hurts when I speak!"

Hearing Fu Hao's words, Fu Cheng on the other side of the phone was like an enraged lion, and his words were full of rage: "What? What are your bodyguards doing? They would watch you being killed? Injured?!"

Fu Hao rolled his eyes, and immediately called Zhuang Tianqu for his bodyguards: "In order to protect me, my group of bodyguards have been crippled by that **** who used his hard work to injure me! Then he So take your time and hit me!"

  On the other side of the phone, Fu Cheng's words were even colder, as if the air temperature had dropped a few degrees: "What?! Didn't you say you are my grandson, Fu Cheng?"

"I said it, but he didn't take you seriously at all, and said that even if you were with me, he would still call you, and said that you, Fu Cheng, were not worthy of carrying his shoes. One sentence is worse than the other, and I can't even listen to it!"

On the other side of the phone, Fu Cheng laughed angrily: "Okay! Very good! It's crazy, you're in the Armani store in the commercial street in the city center, right? I, Fu Cheng, don't even pay attention to such a big shot!"

  After finishing speaking, Fu Cheng hung up the phone with a click.

Fu Hao put away his mobile phone, looked at Zhou An and sneered, "You heard me, you bastard, my grandfather is coming over soon, I'll see how you die later! My grandfather walked to the richest man in East China after decades of ups and downs." The position depends on the iron-blooded wrist!"

   Zhou An was indifferent, with a playful arc on the corner of his mouth, he took out his mobile phone and sent Fu Cheng a text message: "I'm at the Armani store in the downtown commercial street, just come here to meet me."

   Seeing this text message from Zhou An, Fu Cheng gave a serious pause in his heart: "Could it be Mr. Zhou who injured Haoer, and Haoer and Mr. Zhou had a conflict?"

  As soon as this idea came up, Fu Cheng laughed at himself and scolded himself for being too sensitive, and even linked these two things together.

  Although Fu Hao came from a wealthy family, he is not domineering, not to mention how could he be crazy, dare to violate his confession and offend Mr. Zhou, maybe it is a coincidence that they are all in the Armani store, just a coincidence!

  Convincing himself in his heart, the more Fu Cheng thought about it, the more this happened.

  (end of this chapter)