Chapter 162: I really don't know how to write dead words

Looking at this group of people, Zhang Fan was also very happy in his heart.

After all, these are all their fans.

"Brothers and sisters, the first time we meet, let's not talk about it, coordinates, Starlight Hotel, I have a treat today. Zhang Fan said loudly.

As soon as Zhang Fan spoke, the bottom immediately boiled.

"Starlight Hotel?"

"Wocao, that's a five-star hotel, I've never been there. ”

"I heard that if you have a casual meal there, it's thousands of oceans. ”

The live broadcast room exploded in an instant.

"Lying grass, Brother Fan is mighty, paralyzed, the first time I see a fan, I go directly to a five-star hotel, so arrogant, may I ask, who dares to do this?"

"Ah, my little heart is trembling, and I deserve to be the prince charming in my heart. ”

"Without further ado, I'll take a taxi over now, goodbye brothers!"

"Grass, shameless, bastard, as soon as Brother Fan said please eat, your sister's fart will go over, uncle, why didn't you go over just now. ”

Even Xiong Lin was taken aback by Zhang Fan's words.

Lying grass, there are more than 100 people here, Nima, all go to Starlight, this meal, isn't it millions?

Those fans of the 'speed of light' gasped.

Grass, why is it that the same fans have such a big difference in treatment. Nima, Starlight Hotel, they want to go too.

"Dad, are you going?" Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at his father.

"Go eat yours, I'll go home with your dad and cook it. Ye Jingtian hurriedly said.

What's more attractive than a big red robe for more than a decade? What a joke.

"Brother, I'm going. ”

Zhang Xiaoyuan hugged Zhang Fan's arm and swayed.

Zhang Fan nodded, and then said to the group of people who were already boiling: "You take a taxi first, I'll go home first and freshen up, and I'll be there soon." ”

Saying that, Zhang Fan took Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan home directly.

After a brief freshening up, Zhang Fan rushed towards the Starlight Hotel.

"By the way, give the flag a call to them. Zhang Fan took Zhang Xiaoyuan's phone and called Gao Qi, numb, his mobile phone was dropped in the morning.

"Qizi, come to the Starlight Hotel for dinner, and call Dongzi and them. After the phone call, Zhang Fan called the group of guys from the Ministry of Supervision again.

When I came to the Starlight Hotel, it was already full of people outside.

"Why don't you go in?" Zhang Fan said to Yang Haochen.

Yang Haochen looked extremely embarrassed: "The people in the hotel thought we were here to make trouble, and we were not allowed to enter." ”

"These guys, they really don't have a long memory, let me pass. Zhang Fan said, and suddenly, a group of people around him got out of the way.

After the four security guards at the door saw Zhang Fan's figure, their legs suddenly trembled.

"Little brother, if you have something to say, don't do it, don't do it, you brought these people?"

He remembered Zhang Fan, the god of killing, Ma Dan, why did this guy come again!

The people in the hotel looked at Zhang Fan's figure and looked confused, lying on the grass, why did this guy come?

day, and bring so many people here, do you want to make trouble?

Damn, I beat so many people yesterday, haven't you had enough fun?

"Hurry up and inform Manager Yan that Zhang Fan, the little demon king, is here again. At the front desk, a sister paper hurriedly instructed the people around her.

Yang Haochen and a group of people were confused, what was the situation? Didn't this security guard still have a look with his nostrils facing the sky just now, why did his legs tremble when he saw Zhang Fan?

"I'll bring someone to eat, what's the matter, won't you let me in?" Zhang Fan frowned and said.

The security guard suddenly got out of the way, bent over, and hurriedly made a gesture of please. "Please come in, please come in. ”

"Come in. Zhang Fan said and walked in first.

"Sir, please here!" A big-breasted girl walked over tremblingly and took Zhang Fan to the second floor.

"Stomp, stomp!"

The footsteps of more than a hundred people made the glasses on the table in the hotel tremble.

"Wocao, that little demon king is coming this way, let's go to the third floor!"

A group of people who were eating hurriedly evacuated. In their eyes, Zhang Fan is here to make trouble, and if there is a fight later, what if he is injured by mistake.

It's better to go to the third floor and stay there.

The expressions of the people on the third floor were also a little unnatural.

"Let's go to the fourth floor, when the fight starts later, the third floor shouldn't be safe. ”

As he spoke, more than 20 people immediately ran to the fourth floor.

Looking at this scene, Yang Haochen and his group were dumbfounded.

Wo Cao, what is the situation with this Nima? Why do you feel that these people are very afraid of Zhang Fan?

Zhang Fan also rolled his eyes helplessly, and said to the sister paper in front of him: "What are you doing, I won't eat people." ”

My sister's face stiffened, and she tried to squeeze out a smile: "Sir, you are too worried, there are so many of you, this is to not disturb your meal." ”

However, the sister paper is slandering in her heart, it would be good if she ate people, and she would call the police directly to arrest her!

"Brothers sit casually and order whatever they want. Zhang Fan, who has a huge sum of 40 million, does not feel the slightest distress in his heart, anyway, the money is sent by the boss of Starlight, and he spends it casually.

"Brother Fan, can I order '82 Lafite?" a young man in his twenties looked at Lafite on the menu, and his saliva was about to flow.

Zhang Fan smiled faintly: "Yes, but you can only order one bottle at a table." ”

Nima, a bottle of 48888, more than 100 people, in case one person comes to two bottles, the 40 million on his body is estimated to be a meal.

The people in the first district of the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

"Lying grass, 82 years of Lafite can be?"

"Brother Fan, I'm coming too. ”

"Brother Fan, wait for me, I'll take a taxi right away. ”

The live broadcast room suddenly swiped the screen.

"For the sake of Brother Fan's pride, I decided to come with a hundred rockets. ”

"Grass, shocked Brother Tuhao. ”

Suddenly, the rocket flew up again.

The entire betta platform was dumbfounded.

Wo Cao, this anchor called 'rookie is not talented', what is he doing? Why hasn't the rocket stopped since the morning?

A group of people climbed into Yang Haochen's live broadcast room along the rocket, looking at the luxurious five-star hotel, and were speechless.

Grass, Nima, local tyrants take fans to five-star hotels for dinner? You can also order 82-year-old Lafite Nima, road to fan, road to fan.

"Damn, this anchor is atmospheric, hurry up and pay attention, in case this guy sends red envelopes and gifts in the future, we have to get some light." ”

"Hey, Fanzi, where are you, I didn't see you. Gao Qi's eyes were all pierced, but he didn't see Zhang Fan's figure.

Zhang Fan walked to the window and beckoned to Gao Qi and several people.

"Brother Qi, has this guy Fan won the jackpot, why did you let us come to Starlight for dinner?" Wang Dong underestimated.

"Guanqiu, since Fanzi dares us to come here, we will definitely slaughter him once, let go of his stomach to eat, and run away after eating. Gao Qi smiled, and then ran towards the second floor.

In the villa, Long Xiao looked at the picture from Yan Liangxi, and the goblet in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"This kid still dares to come to our hotel, damn, I really don't know how to write dead words. ”

"Wait, I'll be there shortly. After Long Xiao finished speaking, he went downstairs directly, his eyes flashing with an incomparably rich murderous aura.

Damn, forty million, forty million.