"Xiao Er, change me a pot of hot tea and serve a few good dishes!"

Zhou Chen sat down again and ordered some food, which made it clear that he was here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't bother to respond to Peng Hu's challenge at all, and since the people from the Qingcheng faction blocked the door and didn't let him go, he simply didn't leave.

"This, Zhou Shaoxia......"

Zhou Chen's call was Xiao Er, but it was a steward who came over, his figure was a little round, he squinted his small eyes, rubbed his hands and walked over, as soon as he opened his mouth, he seemed to want to say something.

"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu spends money on food from you, do you have any objections? Or do you want to drive me down to fight?"

When Zhou Chen saw this person's expression, he knew what this person wanted to say, it was nothing more than to pretend to be pitiful and say that their restaurant couldn't afford to provoke the Qingcheng faction, and wanted to persuade Zhou Chen to go down to face the battle, so as not to burden them.

Since this person had such an attitude, Zhou Chen didn't give him a good face, so he directly interrupted him with a threatening meaning.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Shaoxia, you really misunderstood, we heard Fenglou open the door to do business, how can you drive the distinguished guests out? Didn't I just hear that you are Zhou Shaoxia, I didn't know Taishan before, and I am here to make amends. ”

This steward was taken by Zhou Chen's momentum, how dare he say his true thoughts.

While he was making amends, he was wiping sweat on his face with a towel in his hand.

He can't afford to offend the Qingcheng faction, but he can't afford to provoke the people of Jinling Villa.

Originally, seeing that Zhou Chen was young, he thought that pretending to be weak and showing the difficulties of the restaurant would allow him to go down to fight. Unexpectedly, Zhou Chen didn't eat this set at all, and threatened him in turn.

How dare he open his mouth like this? If he doesn't do it well, he hasn't offended the Qingcheng faction yet, and he will be hated by Zhou Chen first.

I heard that this Zhou Chen is young but strong in martial arts, and lawless, and dares to kill the people of the Qingcheng faction and the Hengshan faction in a row, and he is not afraid of offending these top forces at all.

Although his restaurant has something to do with the people of Sword Casting Villa, he never dares to annoy people like Zhou Chen.

"Misunderstanding?Is it over to say a misunderstanding?huh!?"

Zhou Chen was unforgiving, and stood up with a slap on the table.

"Calm your anger, please calm your anger! Today, the young man's food and drink in this store are all free, and it will be regarded as reparation. Shaoxia ordered food just now, right? I'm going to urge it!"

The steward was slapped on the table by Zhou Chen, and he suddenly felt great pressure and ran away.

Zhou Chen looked at his back with a mocking look, and at the same time sat down again.

Shen Junlian on the other side covered his mouth and smiled, as if he thought such a scene was very interesting.

In the past, she would only feel that it was a bit vulgar to do something like Zhou Chen, but after following Zhou Chen for a long time, she could find fun in it.

Knock knock knock!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and someone came upstairs, it was the hunchbacked old man.

The drill gopher has been killed by Zhou Chen, and there are still twenty-three of the twenty-four warriors left, Zhou Chen came to this restaurant to eat and enjoy the scenery, and he also brought all these people, eating and drinking on the floor below.

Zhou Chen would not stupidly only come out with Shen Junlian, but make full use of all his strength and bring all the people he could bring, so as to ensure the greatest safety.

That Peng Hu brought the people sent by Qingcheng here, obviously the intelligence work in advance was not completed, otherwise he knew that Zhou Chen brought more people than him, how could he come here to shout.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he dares to come knowing the situation, after all, martial arts are prohibited in the city, and no matter how many people Zhou Chen has, he Peng Hu does not have to be afraid.

"Uncle, do you want me to take some people to drive the people from the Qingcheng faction away?"

The hunchbacked old man walked up to Zhou Chen, bent down slightly, and asked respectfully.

"No need, this Tingfeng Tower is one of the largest restaurants in the city, there must be some energy behind it, we can't stay here, there will be people from the restaurant to help us stop the Qingcheng faction." ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Chen said again: "And we don't pay for dinner today, you go downstairs and ask everyone to order whatever you want, and eat until you have fun." But don't call things that are too expensive, otherwise it will end ugly. ”

"Yes. ”

The hunchbacked old man answered, and then walked downstairs again.

......

At the same moment, in a room on a certain floor of the Tingfeng Building, the round steward was bowing his head and talking to a young man about what had just happened.

"Young Master, that kid surnamed Zhou won't leave, this person is very bold and vicious, and the little one really has no way to take him. ”

The steward was still wiping his sweat with a towel, and his voice trembled slightly.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the steward was slapped in the face, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

There were only two people in this room, and it was naturally the young man in front of him who beat him, that is, the eldest young master in his mouth.

This person is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in a blue suit, and after slapping the steward, his face is also gloomy: "You useless thing! My father just handed over the Tingfeng Building to me to manage, and now this has happened, if I really let the people from the Qingcheng faction rush in to get people, the reputation of the Tingfeng Building will plummet, and when the time comes, what face do I have to go to see my father, my second brother will definitely fall into the well and mock me!"

"Great, young master, what should we do then?"

The steward covered his face and asked cautiously.

"Hmph! What else can I do, of course it's the people who stop the Qingcheng faction! I'd rather offend them than lose my reputation! Besides, this is the territory of the Sword Casting Villa, even if the Qingcheng faction is angry with us, it really dares to bully us!"

The eldest young master's face was ruthless, and he said his decision.

However, at this moment, only a "pop" was heard, and the door of the room was opened, and three people broke in.

Walking in the middle was a man in white, with a handsome face and a folding fan in his hand, looking like a handsome man.

The other two were seventeen or eighteen-year-old beautiful girls, dressed in a group of green and red, following the white-clothed man.

"Who are you? Why don't you break in without a notice!"

Seeing that someone had broken in, and it seemed that the origin was not simple, the eldest young master also seemed calm and asked in a calm tone.

"Hehe, I'm Liu Baoyu of the Valley of Bliss, I'm sure you've heard of me. ”

The man in white shook the folding fan in his hand, walked to a wooden chair and sat down, and said his identity very casually.

At the same time, the two beautiful women naturally walked up behind him and began to knock on their backs. The other crouched down beside him and began to hammer his legs.

"You're the Son of Bliss!"

The eldest young master was taken aback, quickly calmed down again, and clenched his fists and said, "I am Li Xiangdong of the Li family in Tiecheng, I don't know what the prince of Bliss is doing when he comes to me, a little person?"

"Li Xiangdong, good name. I'm here to tell you, the people from the Qingcheng faction are coming up, and you get out of the way. As for your loss, this son will naturally compensate you. ”

The Boy of Bliss "snapped" and put away the folding fan, and said with a smile on his face. (To be continued.) )