Chapter 625 Mention her?you deserve
But what happened next was still beyond He Ce's expectation——

He Mu first looked at He Hui with lowered eyes, waiting for him to cry and confess.

When he was almost done confessing, He Mu leaned forward slowly, then stretched out his hand, and grabbed He Hui's head!

"what!"

He Hui was caught off guard and screamed out!

The people around were also frightened, and they either looked around with their feet on their feet, or simply turned around and left this place of right and wrong.

But He Mu didn't care about the unexpected world's gaze, he tightened his five fingers, grabbed He Hui's head and lifted it up, the force was so amazing that He Hui didn't even have room to resist, so he was forced to stand up by this force.

He Mu was half a head taller than He Hui, plus He Hui slumped in pain, making He Mu taller and He Hui humbler.

This is not finished.

He Muju looked at He Hui condescendingly.

"To mention her?"

He Mu's face as calm as Gu Yuan's, at this moment, actually revealed a bit of terrifying hostility, which was the aura that had really seen blood, making He Hui, such a useless second-generation ancestor, unable to resist;
"You deserve it too."

As soon as the words fell, He Mu slammed He Hui's head on the marble tabletop of the booth!

A table full of wine bottles jingling and rolling down;

People nearby screamed out of fear;
Those two cronies tried to turn around and run away;

The people watching on the second floor stood up in shock and stared wide-eyed;
……

Did He Mu start a fight?
He Mu actually did something to someone?
Whether they knew each other or not, they were all shocked by He Mu's aura at this moment.

Hehui is definitely the most intuitive one.

At this moment, he couldn't even utter a scream, but felt that his right cheek was pressed against a piece of glass shards, and the sharp corners pierced into the skin of his cheek, his forehead, cheek and other places, and blood kept gushing out, and the temperature was losing.

He Hui couldn't even feel the pain, he felt that the right side of his head to his cheek was completely numb, and he was unconscious.

Toward He Mu, he has no hatred, nor does he dare to have hatred, he just begs for mercy, repeating the words "I was wrong" and "Forgive me" over and over again.

He Mu lightly waved him away.

He Hui threw his whole body back and fell directly to the ground with a dull sound.

No one dared to help him.

Everyone was watching He Mu, as if they were watching a terrifying and awe-inspiring Great Demon King.

At this time, He Ce, who was standing by the side with his hands down, took out a handkerchief and handed it to He Mu.

There was no unnecessary surprise on his face, and he was as calm as his master.

And the handkerchief he sent was just right, and after He Mu took it, he wiped his clean fingers inside and out.

After wiping, he threw the handkerchief onto the head of Hehui who was lying on the ground, covering his face precisely.

then.

He Mu turned and left.

Not one more sloppy word was left behind.

There was no sound in the clubhouse, the music did not resume, and the guests were all stunned in place.

What happened just now came out too suddenly, and the sudden emotional change was so severe that the shock remained.

The one who knew He Mu was obviously the most surprised, because the name of He Mu was spread all over Yanjing, and the image of being gentle, educated, cold and alienated has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people:

"So it's Mr. He? Mr. He loses his temper?"

"I was also surprised. The last time I accidentally ran into Mr. He being pointed at his nose and scolded. I didn't see Mr. He getting angry. I just saw him ask someone to send the troublemaker away. As a result, today... I didn't expect it. Got it."

"You guys are so out of touch that you actually think Mr. He has a good temper? But anyone who knows a little bit about him knows what happened to Mr. He when he was young, but he just suppressed his temper now."

"When you were young...was Mr. He very old?"

"Ahem, I didn't mean that."

"But the one who was beaten was He Hui, right? Isn't he the cousin of Mr. and Mr.? When did the two have conflicts?"

"He Hui, this trash, can actually provoke Mr. He to be angry. It's a bit of a skill."

"Inquire about..."

"Be careful in the future..."

……

As for those who didn't know He Mu, they were also surprised, but their emotions were from another angle:
"...a bit handsome."

"How about I bring a handkerchief when I go out?"

"Hey, did you record the video?"

"What, you dare to post it on the Internet? Look at the aura of that guy just now. The music on the first floor has stopped. It must be the boss's order, an absolute big shot! Be careful not to cause trouble!"

"I really didn't think about it, it's okay, I'll delete it right away. But what are they arguing about?"

"Isn't that He Hui and Shao? Someone dared to beat him, I'm afraid his status is unusual."

"Hey! Who are you!"

……

Amidst the commotion, several people in black suits filed in.

Their movements are rigorous and restrained, like machines produced by the same factory, with a strong unified style on them.

Following their arrival, another young man in his early thirties walked in with a friendly smile on his face:

"Everyone, please delete the videos and photos on your phone, it's a way to save face for me, Lao Ge."

The clubhouse is by appointment only, and those who can come in will not be blind to these relationships.

At least they all knew who this young man, Lao Ge, was.

The owner of the clubhouse, the financial backer behind the scenes, is said to have good hands and eyes.

But now he is obviously reduced to the aftermath brother who left the man just now.

So, who is that person?

After Lao Ge confirmed that there was no video or photo left on everyone's mobile phones, he said a few warning words carefully, and then walked slowly to He Hui.

Lao Ge has been disgusted with this guy for a long time, he is just a marginal family member, and he dares to make trouble in the name of his family.

It's a good time now, to dare to spill it on Mr. He.

It's asking for a dead end.

"You guys, take him away and send him to the hospital - this is Mr. He's order."

Immediately two people came up.

Before leaving, Lao Ge glanced at Hehui's two cronies. These two guys wanted to run away, but when they thought about it, they were afraid that it would be worse if they ran away, so they stayed.

They knew Lao Ge, and they usually greeted each other with a smile, and were able to make a few jokes.

Now, looking at Lao Ge is like watching a devil, and the two of them are so scared that they almost pee.

Lao Ge: "Call He Hui's father."

The two wanted to kneel immediately: "No! We will never fight! We will pretend nothing happened!"

Lao Ge was quiet for a few seconds, his smile froze.

"Just let you call, idiot!"

The two were frightened even more.

But I still remember to call.

The disturbance in the clubhouse that night spread throughout Hejia as quickly as possible.

At first, Hehui's parents only heard that their son had entered the emergency room of the hospital, crying and almost fainting.

Then they heard the disturbance in the clubhouse and thought they heard it wrong:

"Who? He Jiu? He Hui with my family?"

The old couple thought they had heard wrong.

How could these two names get mixed up!
(End of this chapter)

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