The Richest Man Yang Fei

The manager of the restaurant ran over, grabbed the tall man in a hurry, and said with a smile on his face: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but we didn't work properly. If you have anything, please tell me."

"Go away!" The tall man was unreasonable, pushing the restaurant manager away with a palm, and said angrily: "It's between us and him now! If he dares to beat my eldest brother, he will have to die! No one cares about love. use!"

　　 The manager stepped forward again and apologized again, but it didn't work.

The tall man sneered: "Presumably you also know who our eldest brother is? He has suffered such a big loss here. Do you think it can be solved by a casual apology? I tell you, if there is no red point here today, No one wants to leave!"

　　 Yang Fei's face was calm, and he slowly said, "You are purely making trouble! First of all, you have admitted the wrong person, and you are so unreasonable to my friend! It is your first hand! Don't hit who you beat?"

The tall man yelled: "Boy, you're pretty handsome! I tell you, on the ground in Xizhou, no matter who you are or where you are from! Boy, I know you are when I hear your accent. People from the provincial capital, I especially hate Mandarin in your provincial capital!"

Yang Fei said proudly: "Really? You said I am crazy, then I will show you today! You just said that no matter who I am, you have to rectify me, right? Then I will tell you too. I don’t care who you are, you just can’t help me! If you don’t believe me, try it!"

　　 "Second brother, what are you talking about with them? Anyway, it's a foreigner, let's talk first! At most, it will cost some soup and medicine!" A bald head touched Liang Liang's head and said with a cold face.

Yang Fei glanced at him: "This person makes sense. If you hit someone, you must win! If you win, you will lose a bit of money at most. Those who lose will not only be beaten in vain, but also To be frustrated by a lifetime! Rat, do you understand?"

　　 The mouse respectfully said: "I understand."

　　 He crossed his fingers and his knuckles crackled like a firecracker.

　　 The tall man raised his thick eyebrows: "Hey, boy, you can't tell, you are not tall, and you don't have four or two flesh on your body, but there is a little strength in this hand."

　　The mouse said: "Do you want to fight in groups? Or do you want to single out?"

　　 The tall man's mouth crooked: "The group fight is a group of us hitting you all alone! Singles is when you single out a group of us!"

　　Mouse nodded: "This is the best way, save trouble!"

The fat man who was knocked to the ground before has gotten up, wiped the food all over his face, and yelled hysterically, "What are you doing in a daze? Beat them! I will reward you each with five thousand for being disabled. Thank you for 10,000 each!"

　　 Yang Fei's gaze snapped sharply.

　　 People who dare to say such things openly in public are definitely not ordinary bastards.

　　 Chen Mo did not expect that he would lie down innocently and provoke such a bunch of barbarians!

　　 She whispered: "Yang Fei, these people are afraid of death."

　　 Yang Fei said lightly: "No, they are cherishing their lives! It's just that they think we are bullied."

The restaurant manager was miserable, caught in the middle, and constantly persuaded: "Quite your anger, everyone! It's mine, it's me who didn't greet me well. Is this good? All the food and drinks at your table are free of charge! Everyone! I'm a face, so just let it go, okay?"

"Who wants your free bill? Huh? Open your dog's eyes and see clearly, is Lao Tzu someone who can't pay the bill?" The fat man became more fierce, "Mom, she looks down on me, and you look down on me? Do you know who I am?"

　　 The manager smiled and said: "Know, know, you are Master Wu, who in Xizhou City doesn't buy your face!"

　　Fat man said: "Just as long as you know, get out of here!"

　　 The manager turned his face and said to Yang Fei: "Sir, you guys go! You can't offend this group of people! The strong dragon doesn't suppress the snake!"

　　 Yang Fei said, "Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately, I can't go."

　　 The manager is so anxious that if the fire breaks up, this restaurant won't do business!

　　 "Hit!" The fat man gave the order viciously.

　　 With this typing utterance, the bald, tall man and others immediately punched Yang Fei and the others.

　　 The mouse was prepared for a long time, and he had budgeted in advance how to shoot, how to fight back, who to fight first, which one to fight later, and even the attack points of each move, he also calculated in advance.

　　 Make a decision without chaos!

　　 Seeing the other nine people, dozens of hands came over, the mouse did not panic at all.

　　 The mouse stretched out his hands calmly, grabbed the wrists of the first two people, folds hard, and clicks twice. The wrists of the two people snapped.

　　 "Papa!" The mouse pushed the two people down and knocked down the two behind.

　　 Then, the mouse flew up and kicked the tall man's crotch.

　　 The tall man took a breath of pain, jumped back, and was overwhelmed. Where would he dare to step forward?

　　 The mouse turned around, jumped up, and hit the bald head with his right elbow.

　　 The bald head froze for a moment, as if it was still for two seconds, then his feet softened and fell directly to the ground, his legs twitching a few times.

　　 The other three strong men stood at the back, and when they rushed to the front, all six accomplices had fallen to the ground.

　　 The three of them stopped at the same time and looked at the mouse in fear.

　　 Horizontal fear of death, fear of death, fear of the strongest!

　　 Really fight, everything depends on strength to speak!

　　 In the face of absolute strength, this group of **** are all scum!

　　 The mouse hooked his finger: "Come on!"

　　 The three yelled, punched and raised their legs, and attacked the mouse.

　　 "Boom boom boom!" Three beeps.

　　 The three brawny men were beaten to a dizzy turn~www.NovelMTL.com~ Like a spinning top, they turned around a few times and then fell to the ground.

　　 The customers in the lobby ran over to watch the fight.

　　 "Good! Good fight!" The people who eat melons have always applauded and cheered.

　　 The fat man shook his face with a cold face, and the fat on his face kept trembling: "You, you..."

　　 The mouse said solemnly: "Do you want to come up and fight?"

　　 The fat man said furiously: "You are dead!"

He took out his cell phone and made a call: "Brother, come and save me! I was beaten! The Xiangshui Love Restaurant next to you! The opponent is powerful, and he is a practicing family! Bring more people! "

　　 After the phone call, the fat man pointed to the mouse and said, "You have a kind, don't run. I remember you look good. If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple!"

　　 Yang Fei said proudly: "We won't run, if you have someone, just call over, call as many as you want, don't call it less!"

　　 This is very arrogant!

　　Fat man said: "There is a kind, you have a kind!"

While 　　 was talking, a violent shout came from the door: "Who is beating my brother? Are you impatient?"

　　 Everyone looked at the door.

　　 A group of people broke in at the door, and the darkness was suppressed, and the light in the hall was dimmed.

　　 The manager looked at this frame, slapped his forehead vigorously, and said to Yang Fei: "It's over, it's over, once these demons come, you can't run if you want to!"