Chapter 658

"yes, watch me later, make sure to beat out all the of those people."

The other person's mind was more delicate, and said: "Master Bei, I heard your goddaughter say just now, is it a beautiful face?" Is it the product endorsed by the big star Tang Zixuan recently? Ouch mom, speaking of this, Lao Tzu is angry, my mother-in-law, I have to buy this red face, do you know how dark that thing is? A bottle of mask actually costs 380,000 yuan, I'll go on a horse! ”

"What? A bottle of mask costs 380,000, and anyone else buys it? Your mother-in-law is really, a loser! ”

"Isn't it? As a result, guess what, I can't buy it yet, I have to queue up, I heard that the number in line has been sent to 20,000 numbers, and there are so many people who are really brain-dead. ”

Several people were stunned.

And Pei Pangying smiled and said: "Lao Zhang, don't be angry, the red-faced person came over today, just to sell me the Hongyan Liufang products, when the time comes, what if your mother-in-law wants the mask that Bei has all-inclusive?" ”

A martial artist was shocked: "With such a hot red face, I'm afraid there are tens of billions of profits every year, right?" How much did Bei Ye spend to buy it? ”

Bei Ye stretched out a finger.

A warrior asked uncertainly: "100 billion?" ”

Another person was stunned: "100 billion? Isn't it, too much? ”

Pei Pangying snorted coldly: "It's a dollar!" ”

What the?

Everyone was shocked.

What kind of international joke is this?

Bei Pangying said: "They slapped my goddaughter's face, my Beibei's face, it was ten thousand dollars, with one dollar, they still lifted them." ”

The five warriors immediately gave a thumbs up.

At this time.

Jin Beibei came over with Lin Yan and the others.

Jin Beibei said: "Godfather, the person brought it." ”

Pei Pangying snorted.

Wang Fang spoke: "You are Longteng Beiye?" I don't know, please come, what's the matter? ”

Pei Pangying glanced at the three of them casually, but deliberately wanted to snub them, and turned his head to talk to the martial artist surnamed Zhang.

Lin Yan could see through his thoughts at a glance.

He wasn't in a hurry to turn his face either.

looked at the pomp and circumstance of this Yue Feng Tower.

There are more than 30 seats, a large number of people, and there are many warriors, but there are only a few people at this table who can really get their hands on it; Even Pei Pang Ying himself is a master of a handful of masters, with a mid-level cultivation.

However, this strength.

In Lin Yan's eyes, they are all scum.

Bei Ye's table is very large, big enough to seat twenty people, but there are only six people in total.

Lin Yan directly pulled out the chair and beckoned Wang Fang and Pan Qiaoyun to sit down.

"Smack!"

Pei Panying patted the table lightly: "Who let you sit down?" Is this where you can sit? ”

Lin Yan and the three of them stood still.

Lin Yan said, "Didn't you invite us over for dinner?" What, you yourself Alzheimer's and forgot? ”

"Presumptuous!"

The warrior surnamed Zhang roared violently.

Stood up.

He also knocked over the stool behind him.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.