Chapter 33: The Turtle Son of the Pit Daddy (Please click to chase the book)

As soon as Bai Mu and Lin Lan walked into the red bottle, they immediately attracted the attention of all the diners in the hall downstairs.

Lin Lan lowered his head a little unaccustomed to everyone's attention, but Bai Mu enjoyed the feeling of being in the spotlight very much.

The sharp-eyed waiter recognized Bai Mu at once, the waitress looked at Bai Mu with a nymphomaniac, and the male waiter died with envy.

"Is there a box upstairs?" Liu Biao asked, and asked at the reception.

"Sorry, the boxes upstairs are full today." The greeter replied respectfully.

"Just downstairs." Bai Mu interrupted Liu Biao, who really wanted to be biao.

"Okay, thank you sir for your understanding." Yingbin was frightened by Liu Biao's expression just now, and said to Bai Mu gratefully.

led Bai Mu to an empty table by the aisle, respectfully handed over the recipe, Bai Mu didn't look at the name of the dish and pointed directly at the expensive dish name, and directly ordered more than ten dishes.

Lin Lan felt a little wasteful, but she didn't say anything, Bai Mu didn't even give her a 260,000 watch, and he gave it to her without thinking about it, and it was in vain to say it himself.

While waiting for the food, a group of people walked down from downstairs, led by a young man of twenty-three or four, the young man was wearing a brand-name suit, and the suit alone cost more than 100,000 yuan, followed by six people who were gangsters at a glance.

The group of people dragged as if they were twenty-five or eighty-thousand, especially the men in suits walked with their nostrils facing the sky.

When he walked to Bai Mu's table, the man in the suit couldn't walk, and his eyes stared at Lin Lan with a bright eye.

Lin Lan leaned closer to Bai Mu, and Bai Mu directly sprayed the face of the man in the suit with a sip of tea, Mother Lao Tzu is you can look at it like this.

The man in the suit was so stunned that he forgot to wipe the water on his face.

"Get out."

Bai Mu didn't care whether he was confused or not, and shouted.

The man in the suit and the group reacted.

"I'm Nyima, boy, are you looking for death?" The man in the suit shouted as if he had been robbed of his wife.

Shiraki looked at the man in the suit as if he cared for a mentally handicapped child.

"Get out."

The diners in the restaurant all looked over, and the waiter looked at Bai Mu with a big head, and he was going to cause trouble this time, but this time the lobby manager of the store didn't care about things like last time, but walked over to this side.

"Who the hell are you, don't think that the person who wears a dog can go crazy in front of Zhang Shao, believe it or not, Lao Tzu abolished you." A thug in a vest in the back scolded, smelling of alcohol.

Liu Biao stood up and slapped the man in the vest, now that the Tianma District has become his own land, the real master of the Hexi underworld is scolded here?

"Smack!" The smack was loud, the vest man had already drunk a lot of wine, Liu Biao's slap was pulled out with all his strength, and the vest man was directly pumped to the ground.

This group of people exploded directly, and immediately surrounded the three of Bai Mu.

At this time, the lobby manager also came over, "This gentleman, you should apologize to Zhang Shao, and then find another restaurant to eat, don't embarrass me." ”

The lobby manager said very politely, after all, Bai Mu's body is not a bad money owner, and he doesn't want to offend, but they can't afford to offend this Zhang Shao, the man in the suit is Zhang Feng, the son of Zhang Daquan, the eldest brother of the Yanwu Street Division, and Zhang Daquan still holds shares in this red bottle club.

"Bang!"

Zhang Feng slapped his palm on the table, "Apologize, it's not so easy to tell you, I'll waste your hands and leave this woman behind, and you can get out." ”

"Good, good." Liu Biao was so angry that Bai Mu continued to drink tea without raising his eyelids.

Liu Biao took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

"Shake people, right! Lao Tzu doesn't stop you, let you call. Zhang Feng said with a disdainful face, although Liu Biao looked at the people on the road like this, he was really not afraid of anyone in this martial arts street.

Liu Biao sneered and looked at Zhang Feng like a dead man, and dialed the phone.

"Zhang Daquan, I'm Nyima! Now give you five minutes to rush to the Red Bottle Club, otherwise the gods will not be able to save you. Liu Biao hung up the phone after speaking.

Zhang Daquan, who was massaging on the other end of the phone, was stunned, what kind of wind was this bald head, he was already scared in the boxing ring in the morning, what happened to this?

But in the next second, he pushed away the masseuse and got up from the massage chair, "Damn, it's over." ”

This special Liu Biao followed Mr. Bai, the one who didn't open his eyes provoked this little ancestor, isn't this going to kill Lao Tzu.

Immediately dialed the phone of his subordinates, "Qiangzi will rush Lao Tzu to the Red Bottle Club within five minutes, and call as many people as you can call me." ”

Hung up the phone, Zhang Daquan scolded angrily: "Today, if Lao Tzu doesn't kill this pit and my bastard, I won't be surnamed Zhang." ”

The massage girl was so frightened that she didn't know why the big brother in this division was suddenly so popular, but Zhang Daquan was in the mood to care about her, and she didn't have time to wear her clothes, so she rushed out with a big bath towel.

"Zhang Daquan? How is this name so familiar. Zhang Feng whispered, "Damn, isn't that my father?" I guess it's the same name. ”

The younger brother also looked at Liu Biao in confusion, they were too familiar with this name, and they looked at Zhang Feng with inquiring eyes.

"It should be the same name." Zhang Feng said, but he always felt that something was wrong.

The lobby manager looked at Liu Biao and didn't speak, he had seen a lot of people and things, and his eyesight was naturally much stronger than that of this stupid young master Zhang Feng, and he would never take a shit basin to his head before the matter was clear.

"Lao Tzu will wait for you to arrive today, and then get you." Zhang Feng thought about it and said arrogantly.

Liu Biao looked at his watch, counted the time, and didn't bother to pay attention to the stupid fork.

In four and a half minutes, Zhang Daquan arrived panting with a large bath towel in one hand, he was in too much of a hurry to get out of the car, and the bath towels around him were about to run away.

After a while, under the surprised eyes of all the diners in the hall, he roared, "That turtle son who doesn't open his eyes doesn't open his eyes, and he has provoked Mr. Bai." ”

As soon as the words fell, another seventy or eighty people rushed in at the door with fierce looks.

"Dad." Zhang Feng shouted, but his voice trembled a little.

"Xiaofeng, you are also here, I know that the turtle son just now caused trouble here, I don't believe Zhang if Lao Tzu doesn't kill him today." Zhang Daquan shouted, Zhang Feng and a group of people surrounded Bai Mu, and Zhang Daquan at the door didn't see Bai Mu yet.

Zhang Feng's face turned green when he heard this, especially this is not the same name, and the legs of the other little brothers were shaking like chaff one by one.

The diners in the audience held back their laughter, and some of them sprayed rice directly.

What the hell, I'll tell you that the turtle son is your old king?

When Zhang Daquan and the seventy or eighty junior brother walked up to Zhang Feng and glanced at the white wooden table, they almost didn't frighten their souls.

"Mr. Bai, I'm too late to ask Mr. Bai to forgive me." Zhang Daquan was naked, bent over and said respectfully around the bath towel.

Bai Mu ignored him and continued to drink tea, seeing that Bai Mu didn't say anything, he didn't dare to straighten his waist, but this scene directly made Zhang Feng feel like he was choked by the throat by a ghost, and his face was like death.

"Zhang Daquan, you gave birth to a good son, the tiger father has no dogs," Liu Biao said in a chatting tone.

When Zhang Daquan heard this, he thought that Zhang Feng was here to help Bai Mu, so he straightened up, "This is what Xiao Feng should do, and it is Xiao Feng's honor to be able to contribute something to Mr. Bai." ”

"Dad......" Zhang Feng shouted in a dry voice.

Seeing Zhang Feng trembling.

Zhang Daquan's heart was cold, could it be that his son provoked Mr. Bai? Looking at Liu Biao and Bai Mu's expressions again, Zhang Daquan only felt a little black in front of him.

His son's character is as lustful as his own, he must have beaten Lin Lan's idea, this is especially for Lin Lan, there is a big brother in the Tianma District, and he remembers what Bai Mu said in the ring clearly, if someone provokes Lin Lan again, he will die, thinking of this Daquan is sweating profusely and his back is cold.

"I'm you, your father is not so pitiful, this is a pit to death." Zhang Daquan's heart was cool.

Zhang Daquan was angry and scared in his heart, raised his foot in slippers and kicked at Zhang Feng, and then took off the slippers to burst into convulsions, and finally added punches and kicks, as if he was not beating his own son.

Zhang Feng was beaten with a wail that rolled all over the ground, his face was full of slipper prints, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, one of him was really angry, and the other was to show Bai Mu, he was afraid that as soon as Bai Mu opened his mouth or made a move, his son would die.

It wasn't until Zhang Daquan couldn't move anymore that he knelt down and Bai Mu said: "Mr. Bai, Xiaofeng didn't know Mr. Bai's identity and unintentionally offended you, I hope you will open up a lot of nets." ”

Then a slap slapped Zhang Feng's head on the head of Zhang Feng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and Zhang Feng, who was lying on the ground, turned over with difficulty and knelt on the ground, "Ask Mr. Bai a lot, open the net." ”

Zhang Feng's heart was full of fear, what kind of person was this who couldn't even cover his father in his own land.