Chapter 737: Who is your old thing

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Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man was completely afraid of Ma Yong’s pressure and disdainfully sneered: "You can go to the City Hall to check our Fang Yaoting's name to see if you are qualified to reprimand you as a dog with chicken feathers and arrows. !"
The confidence of the middle-aged people suddenly surprised Ma Yong.
There was another person who came out and said to the middle-aged man: "Is it you who belonged to the City Hall Pagoda..."
Only hearing the two very important words of Fatah, Ma Yong dared not continue to let him continue.
He was afraid to talk about it further. Not only did he not protect his head, but he might not be able to keep his head!
Ma Yong did not expect that a little night food would involve so many people who he could not afford.
He just wanted to cut the mess now, and quickly sealed the night food, so as to leave this place that made him uncomfortable.
"enough!"
Ma Yong interrupted the noisy sounds around him, and said to the staff who brought him fiercely: "Go, seal this store for me!"
"Roger that!"
And as the staff of the beach management office arrogantly walked towards the night eclipse gate, a light but notorious but powerful voice suddenly came from the door.
"I want to see who of you dare to take a step forward!"
The voice was old like a tree, full of anger.
All of a sudden, everyone felt that a thunder flashed on the sky dome, and they were shocked on the spot.
With a short sentence can produce such an effect, the master of this voice is by no means simple!
Everyone looked around, but found that the old man in black was speaking.
He just stood there simply, and there was an invisible air pressure surrounding him, constantly attracting everyone's attention.
This kind of person is the center of the crowd when it is changed to any occasion, so that everyone can look forward to the existence.
And beside the old man, a cold-faced woman wearing a trench coat stood quietly.
The tall figure is like a big tree around the old man, protecting it from the wind and rain that may be blown at any time.
"Who is your old thing?"
Ma Yong was very angry at this moment.
As the director of the beach management office, where is not the prestige?
But just today, Ma Yong is frustrated everywhere.
This one by one, is there any end?
Don't you just close a store? Where are there so many obstacles?
Ma Yong was so flooded with anger that he couldn't find anything special about this old man, only when he was an idle and boring impediment.
However, Fang Yaoting and others who had just opened their mouths shrank their pupils when they saw the old man's face.
Underneath, he whispered: "It's Mo... right?"
"Yes, it's him."
"Much better than TV news..."
Those who recognized the old Mo surnamed shut their mouths tacitly.
Hearing Ma Yong's words of ignorance, they all showed pity in their eyes.
It was a look worried about Ma Yong's IQ.
"Come on!" Dongfang Ningyun immediately squinted his eyes and scolded: "Dare to be rude to Mo Lao, who is your leader? I must reflect this to him!"
The stronger the Dongfang Ningyun, the more aroused Ma Yong's heart.
He couldn't suppress his irritable mood anymore, he took a decisive step forward, and slapped straight towards Dongning Ningyun's face!
"You stinky damsel, I let you reflect, what about you?"
But Mayong's palm stopped abruptly in mid-air.
A large drop of cold sweat hung on his forehead.
Above the forehead, there was cold sweat constantly coming out.
A dark and speary barrel came close to Ma Yong's eyebrows!
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