Vol 1000 Chapter 887: Hades at the birthday party

Chapter 887: Underworld At The Birthday Banquet
"This party is boring."
Peng Xixi, who was raised by the culture of the M country since he was a child, did not like this lively atmosphere.
"But how important is it to you this year, don't you say to grandma?"
Su Yunyan grew up in Jiangnan, Huaxia when he was a child, and his tone of speech has always maintained the tenderness and tenderness of Jiangnan women.
Because of this, Peng Xixi, who has been mischievous since childhood, is convinced only by his grandmother's words.
"Okay, I know. I'll go down when people are almost there."
Holding the grandmother's arm and laughing at the coquettish Peng Xixi, she had the look that a girl of this age should have.
Su Yunyan petted her little nose and ordered a few more words before leaving.
At the same time, the VIP area downstairs is lively.
Among the faces of Europeans who are all blondes, the underworld with an Asian face is standing tall.
In the eyes of Asians, Europeans look similar.
Conversely, in the eyes of Europeans, Asians are the same.
Who can sit in this area, which is not the proud of the sky?
The people sitting here are nobles, national dignitaries, and no matter how bad they are, they are also important members of a chaebol.
Ke Mingyu, an Asian who didn't know where they came from, actually sat here with them. Isn't Peng's looking down on them too much?
"Sir, are you in the wrong place?"
A man also wearing a dark black suit and dark green shirt with a sapphire blue bow tie from the luxury brand Gao Ding, suddenly walked to the underworld.
Men's looks should be considered good in Europeans, and the blue-gray eyes like gems under long eyelashes are looking at the underworld with a high attitude.
Seeing that some people finally dared to face the as Asian, other brothers who knew him well also came together and kept looking at Mingyu with an indescribable look.
"Alan, or you are so talented, I didn't dare to ask which pig farm the Huaxia pig came from?"
"Haha ..."
As the overweight obese middle-aged man said, the men in the entire VIP area also laughed at Mingyu.
"Pigs on a pig farm, I like this metaphor."
"Isn't it? You see that he hasn't spoken since just now. Pigs are better than him."
"It should be that we can't understand what we are saying. How can all pigs understand human words?"
Because of the silence of the underworld, these people have said more and more, and their tone and movement are exaggerated.
In contrast, the cold eyes are like the bodhisattva of all sentient beings, and the unpredictable appearance has always made those people unsure whether he can understand what they say.
"Hey, pigs on the pig farm, please leave?" The one named Allen was still immortal, and even when he was talking, he kicked Mingyu with his leather shoes.
The eyebrows of the people who have not spoken suddenly sharpened, and the eyebrows were filled with pride. The arrogance belonging to him suddenly showed up. His deeper face than the Europeans ’facial features became more and more eye-catching.
"Alan Smith, I think the bridge construction case that your group and Mingyu are negotiating should end here."
The pure M-chamber, with the savageness that belongs to him alone, and the sudden blooming of the eyes, made these people excited.
And the most shocking thing was the guy named Allen, "How do you ... do you know what the Smith Consortium is planning?"
Seventh today, Suga, I did not expect that I would update again, right. No surprise, no surprise!
(End of this chapter)