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Fang Tian hadn't come to Zero for a long time, and when he walked into Zero Degree, he found that the business here was much stronger than before, and the hall was full of people.

Fang Tian squeezed from the crowd to the bar, and saw that around the dance floor in the middle, there were originally only four columns, which were where the girls leading the dance were; But now when I looked around, I found that there were four more pillars around, and at this moment there were four members of the Iron Fist standing on them, each carrying a stick in his hand, constantly scanning the surroundings. Strong men and beauties stood on the platform at the same time, which also became a unique landscape at Zero, causing those girls to scream from time to time, but the four of them still had a straight face and patrolled meticulously.

In the crowd, there are also members of Iron Fist who are moving and patrolling at this moment. These two locks lock the hands of those who want to make trouble, but if they want to make trouble, they have to see if they can resist the beating of these soldiers.

"Mr. Fang." At this time, a familiar voice sounded from the side, and Fang Tian turned around to see that it was the manager Luo Jun.

"Mr. Fang, why do you have time to come over to inspect today?" Luo Jun said with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, I haven't been here for a long time, so I'll come and have a look. By the way, you didn't have any after-effects from that injury, did you? Fang Tian asked with concern.

"Hehe, it's fine. I'm a hard-headed man. Luo Jun laughed, and reached out and patted his head. Here, I've got a place for you. As he spoke, he led Fang Tian to a booth.

"What? Don't you know I'm coming? Fang Tian looked at Luo Jun suspiciously.

"Whether you come or not, this booth is not open to the public, and it has been kept for you." Luo Jun said with a smile.

"Hehe, you kid is really a natural manager." Fang Tian appreciated.

Luo Jun grinned and led the way in front.

As soon as the two of them approached the booth, they saw someone making noise on the edge of the booth. A young man who looked like a waiter explained on the side.

"Do you open the door and still do business? This seat is empty, why can't I sit there? "A bald man, who seems to have drunk too much, is shouting at the top of his throat, with a few people like his little brother around him.

"Boss, I just explained to you that this booth is not open to the public, not only you, but even other guests." The waiter explained in a good voice.

"Fart, what bullshit rules, if I want to sit, then I have to sit, I don't care if others can sit on me." The bald head began to play tricks with the strength of the wine. "Who the would dare stop me from trying?"

One sentence scared the waiter and didn't dare to say anything more.

Fang Tian thought that Luo Jun would go up to maneuver at this time, who knew that Luo Jun would stand in place and watch coldly, without the slightest intention of going up.

Not only Luo Jun, but also the guests around the booth all looked like they were watching a good show, and no one panicked. Seeing this, Fang Tian was a little puzzled, but since everyone was not in a hurry, Fang Tian naturally would not be in a hurry.

The bald head saw that the waiter was no longer obstructed, and he was scolding and ready to sit down. "Count you as acquaintances, or I'll unload one of your arms first."

But just as he was about to sit down, he found that his shoulder seemed to have been grabbed by someone, and it hurt so much that he couldn't sit down at all.

"Who's fucking looking for death?" The bald head was just about to look back, who was so bold and dared to shoot at himself?

But as soon as he turned his head, before he could see his face clearly, he was slapped back. This slap was extremely heavy, and the bald head was covered with blood at this time.

"Give me the." The bald head said vaguely.

"Yo, who are you calling?" A man's voice rang out from behind the bald head.

"You.... You kind of don't hit me, make me turn back. The bald head said in a deep voice, panting. This slap was so wronged that even people haven't seen it clearly.

If you say something bald, you can hear the people around laughing, as if, 'I'm going to turn back, you don't want to hit me,' obviously begging for mercy, but he can still say it so justifiably. Hearing the laughter of the people around him, his bald face turned purple and purple.

"Okay, I won't hit you, I'm so scared." The voice behind him deliberately said that he was very scared, and the bald head did feel it, and the hand was removed from his shoulder.

The bald head slowly turned around, and saw a man about thirty years old in front of him, about a head taller than himself. When he looked at his subordinates in a blink of an eye, he was dumbfounded.

One by one, the men were kneeling on the ground, their hands on top of their heads, and behind them stood seven or eight big men, their sticks pressed against the backs of their men. As long as those boys move a little, they will usher in a mess.

"Do you know who I am?" The bald head knew that he had caused trouble today and kicked the iron plate, in fact, there were high-ranking people in the Zero Bar, and this news was no secret in the bar street, and as long as there was trouble inside, basically they didn't walk out, they were carried out of the door. The bald head thought that he didn't do anything today, just looking at the empty booth and wanting to sit by himself, as long as he didn't make trouble, the other party might not be able to get along with him.

"Oh? Then tell me who you are sacred, and let me be scared for a while. The man on the other side said with a sneer.

As soon as this man came out, Fang Tian smiled, it turned out to be Ji Gaochi, this guy has his own true biography, even if you come to more than a dozen people, you are not by him alone. No wonder Luo Jun's face was calm, it turned out that he had already relied on it.

Seeing Ji Gaochi ridiculing himself, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and say in a deep voice: "Brother Wang of Chengdong, is my own brother." After speaking, there was a smug smile on his face.

But his smile didn't last for a few seconds, 'snap', another slap, and he suddenly staggered and sat on the ground. This time no one around laughed, everyone froze. Even the bald head who was beaten was stunned on the spot. It was definitely not the kid on the other side who hit just now, so who would have beaten him? He vomited a mouthful of blood and turned his head to look. I saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, wiping his hands with a napkin, and there was some blood on his hands, and the blood must have been his own.

Without waiting for the bald head to ask, Ji Gaochi and all the members of the Iron Fist lowered their heads and shouted, "Mr. Fang is good." ”

Wow.......

There was an uproar around, Mr. Fang? Which party is the president? can actually make these evil stars in the Zero Bar bow their heads and honor. Everyone was whispering, and as for the young and beautiful Sichun girls, their eyes were full of electricity.

Fang Tian nodded slightly, ignoring the discussions of the people around him. looked at the bald head sitting on the ground and smiled.

"Damn, scared me to death, I thought you were Brother Dongcheng Wang's own son, and it took a long time to be a younger brother."

When a word was spoken, everyone else burst into laughter except for the people with the Iron Fist, which was really skillful.

The muscles on the bald face twitched a few times, and at this time, the face was no different from the belly and lungs, and the corners of the mouth moved a few times, and he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

"By the way, what is Brother Dongcheng Wang?" Fang Tian kicked at the bald face door, and immediately blood splattered, and the bald head didn't snort, and fainted directly.

"The old rule, break all your legs and throw them out." Ji Gaochi commanded.

Suddenly, in addition to the music, there was a continuous stream of screams in the bar.