800: C800 I Just Had a Slip of the Tongue

C800 I Just Had a Slip of the Tongue

Hearing the voice behind him, Wu Zihao's eyes flashed with resentment.

But in the next moment, this resentment was replaced by a hint of fear.

At this moment, he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Wu Zihao turned his head stiffly and said.

"Zhang..." Mr. Zhang, you... "Listen to my explanation …"

"This... This is all a mistake... It's a misunderstanding! "

"…"

"Haha …"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head as he let out a laugh with an unknown meaning to it.

At the same time, he slightly exerted some force with his hand on Wu Zihao's shoulder.

With a faint smile, he replied.

"Oh, a misunderstanding?"

"I see that what you said before made sense. This doesn't seem to be a misunderstanding, does it?"

"Roar …"

Wu Zihao could clearly feel that his right shoulder was being clamped by a pair of pincers.

Waves after waves of intense pain were transmitted to him. However, he was also afraid of Zhang Xiaofan's power.

He was also furious, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He could only force a smile on his face and explain.

"A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue …"

"Mr. Zhang, just now …" "Just now, my words were purely a slip of the tongue …"

"It really was just a slip of the tongue. It's just a slip of the tongue! "

Although Wu Zihao was furious, he was not a brainless person.

Having learned from Zhao Dequan's mistake, Wu Zihao was clear on this point.

Before the arrival of Chen Jiaxin, his backer, he had no right to challenge Zhang Xiaofan at all.

As for making Zhang Xiaofan kneel to him?

This was even more unbelievable!

As long as he didn't get forced to kneel in front of Zhang Xiaofan, he would be fine.

He, Wu Zihao, was already burning the incense in his heart!

Even though he had just spoken.

But now, it was about to be forcefully swallowed by him.

One had to say, this was indeed a matter of a slap in the face.0

But at the same time, this was also his most rational course of action.

What he needed to do now was to quickly admit his wrongs in front of Zhang Xiaofan, and obediently become his grandson.

When Chen Jiaxin, his backer, arrived, he would wait for an opportunity to get back at them.

After making up his mind, the smile on Wu Zihao's face became more flattering, and his doggy legs started to move.

"A slip of the tongue, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"Yes, yes, yes …"

"That's right, Mr. Zhang, this is just a slip of the tongue. It's just a slip of the tongue …"

Wu Zihao nodded his head like a chick pecking rice, hurriedly replying.

However, Wu Zihao was standing right in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

When he was pretending to be a grandson to admit his fault.

At the same time, Wu Zihao was also a man.

After a while, his big backer, Chen Jiaxin, arrived.

And what kind of thunderous method should he use?

He took back all the grievances and disgrace he had previously suffered against Zhang Xiaofan.

However, Wu Zihao was still thinking about revenge against Zhang Xiaofan.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the location of the bladder beneath his lower abdomen.

At this moment, he clearly felt waves of piercing pain.

Before Wu Zihao could figure out what was going on.

A stream of heat flowed down from his crotch and towards his thighs.

"I'll go, you guys quickly take a look!"

"This guy, he was actually scared to the point of wetting his pants!"

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