"Smack!" Ye Fan raised his hand and slapped his arrogant face,

Syllable! With the sound, Chen Zhihao, the head of the chicken, directly slapped Ye Fan in a circle.

He's in a circle!

However, the attendants next to him directly covered their little hearts, and they all looked at the five-fingered mountain palm prints on Chen Zhihao's face.

"You, you...... You dare to hit Brother Chen!! One of them stammered, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said.

"Brother Chen's father is ......" Another attendant wanted to speak for Chen Zhihao, only to see him pulling his neck and yelling at Ye Fan.

However, before his words could be spit out of his mouth, he was slapped by Ye Fan with a backhand.

"Smack!" fell directly into the scattered seat next door.

Suddenly, the bottles and cans of wine that were scattered in the scattered seats clanged to the ground and shattered.

And the owner of the scattered seat didn't say a word, and stood far away.

Although it hurts the price of these drinks, but there is no way.

This world will always be: weak people can only swallow their anger, not temper!

"Whoa, my teeth!" The attendant who fell to the ground covered his mouth in pain and screamed.

"Bodyguard, you guys are still punching birds there, and you can't come and beat him to death for me!" Chen Zhihao, the chicken head in the circle, finally reacted from his hot face.

Then he pulled his neck, his muscles were rising, and he yelled towards the northwest seat.

In the huge music, the half-life-saving roar of the head Chen Zhihao was still heard by the bodyguards.

In the northwest seat, there were 8 tall strong men who stood up from the chairs directly, and they only then realized that their employers seemed to be in trouble.

8 strong men with a height of 190, the burly bodies directly made many onlookers avoid them one after another and retreat from a route.

"Ye Fan!" Ke Xiaoqiang looked at the eight big men who were approaching, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face turned pale.

For example, the people around you all know this very different body shape.

Ye Fan and Ke Xiaoqiang are going to be unlucky.

It's a pity that the chicken head Chen Zhihao and his followers, the hopeful 8 190-year-old bodyguards practiced the family.

In Ye Fan's hands, it was like a child fighting, and he was slapped by Ye Fan one by one, and he was directly knocked down without any disparity.

Everyone covered their mouths in pain, it was a coincidence that they lost two teeth!

This scene directly made the people around him full of question marks.

"This one by one, he will be beaten in the face?" In the crowd of onlookers, a waiter at a bar said.

After the waiter finished speaking, he immediately got a lot of customer support.

From their line of sight, it is clear that they have a combined attack style and tactics.

As a result, when he rushed to 1 meter in front of Ye Fan, he directly pasted his face and asked Ye Fan to stamp it.

Saying.

Chen Zhihao, the head of the chicken, stared at the 8 bodyguards who claimed to be able to 1V10 who were already lying on the ground.

"Unusual features?" Chen Zhihao, the head of the chicken, didn't have enough brains, he looked at the smiling teenager in front of him, and muttered.

Suddenly, he remembered what his cousin had recently called another world.

Suddenly, he pulled his neck and yelled at the younger brother behind him.

"Call and call my brother!"

"Don't run if you have the ability! I called my brother to kill you! Chen Zhihao, the head of the chicken, remembered that his cousin said that with his current skills, he could walk sideways.

"Yes, I'll wait. I'd like to see if your brother dares to do it! Ye Fan didn't care, he took out a few pieces of paper from the table of scattered seats and wiped his soiled palm.

"Brother, I was beaten, you have to help me!" Soon, the phone was connected, and Chen Zhihao, the head of the chicken, directly snatched the mobile phone of the younger brother and complained to the phone.

"Where?" A voice came from the other end of the line.

"KK Bar!" Chen Zhihao, the head of the chicken, said.

"Okay, I'll be right here."

An interlude slowly dissipated in a huge wave of sound.

Only the unlucky wine tables next to Ye Fan suffered losses.

Their drinks were gone.

I could only leave in a reluctant.

"Ye Fan, otherwise, let's go! Look at his posture, his brother must be very powerful, and the person who came was not good. Ke Xiaoqiang looked at Ye Fan and said softly.

"It's okay, Ke Xiaoqiang, let's continue drinking, I'll wait for his brother." Ye Fan opened a bottle of beer from the scattered seats and put it in front of Ke Xiaoqiang, so that he could drink with confidence.

"Ye Fan." Ke Xiaoqiang also wants to persuade not to be fisted for the sake of face dignity and mission!

This may not be followed by a fist, but also a machete.

"Be relieved, don't be afraid! Everything has me! Ye Fan smiled at Ke Xiaoqiang and said don't worry.

At the same time, Ye Fan picked up his mobile phone and dialed a string of numbers.

Ye Fan took out his mobile phone, and naturally Ke Xiaoqiang also saw it, but in Ke Xiaoqiang's head, Ye Fan was still in the same status as him two months ago.

Except for the super genius potential that has recently exploded, there doesn't seem to be any backstage!

No connections!

Ye Fan ignored Ke Xiaoqiang's complicated thoughts, but drank by himself, looking at the lively bar once again.

In the furious sound, many people swayed to the rhythm again.

"Ke Xiaoqiang, wait for the cocktail from the waiter, don't drink it!" Ye Fan drank wine and said suddenly.

Ke Xiaoqiang looked at Ye Fan's gaze suspiciously.

Sure enough, a waitress in a revealing bikini was holding a stack of cocktails.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I embarrassed you by that unpleasant scene just now. This is a cocktail from our KK Hotel, sorry! The waitress soon arrived in front of Ye Fan and Ke Xiaoqiang.

Slurred and smiling, he put the two cocktails on the table and left with the plates.

"Ye Fan, why can't you drink this cocktail? That's 300 yuan a piece! What a waste not to drink! Ke Xiaoqiang looked at the sky blue and pink cocktails on the table and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Drink it, you don't know how you died!" Ye Fan was still holding the beer and drinking it slowly, while retracting his gaze from the crowd that was swinging wildly on the dance floor.

Gaze at two brightly colored cocktails on the table.

"Ahhh Ke Xiaoqiang suddenly shouted, and he looked at the cocktail in front of him in a panic.

Then, stammering, he continued, "Is this ...... Chen Zhihao was poisoned? How dare he poison us? ”

"You just take it as it is!" Ye Fan put down the beer bottle in his hand, and instead raised a pink cocktail on the table.

Gently shaking it in front of his eyes, the liquid swirled in the glass with Ye Fan's strength.

In Ye Fan's eyes, this pink liquid had already turned into a black and smelly disgusting liquid.

"Ghost God Cult, it's kind of interesting!" Ye Fan muttered to himself, and then he looked at the group of drunkards around him who were celebrating and drinking cocktails, and put the pink trumpet-shaped cup back on the table.

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This chapter is foreshadowing.

Author Xiaoshu, to your esteemed readers, say goodnight.

The next chapter, estimated at 2 o'clock. You go to sleep first!

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