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The security guards were also snobbish, and after they arrived, they only glanced at Ling Gongzi and Yang Hong, and then slowly surrounded Yang Hong and the others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There's no way, who let Yang Hong dress them too much.

"What do you mean?" Fang Wen, who was moving closer to Yang Hong and the others, held up her glasses and asked.

The lobby manager was silent.

The security guards were also silent.

"Manager, it's him, it's this person's hand that made the first move." At this point, the hostess finally came to her senses.

"Was it really his first move?" The lobby manager half-squinted.

"That's right, he did it first." The people who followed Ling Gongzi spoke in unison and pointed to Yang Hong together.

The lobby manager turned his head to look at Yang Hong: "This boss, I want to hear your explanation." ā€

A group of security guards narrowed the encirclement.

"Explain?" Yang Hong buttoned his nostrils: "What else do you need to explain?" ā€

Hong Biao jumped out with a big red nose: "That's right, what else do our bosses need, it's clear that they robbed our private room." ā€

"That's it, we ordered it first, why give it to them first?" Liang Weihong, who is always a beat slower, has a not very good-looking face, but he also jumps out and scolds as fast as he can.

"The private room, it seems that we booked it first." Fang Wen held up the bridge of her nose and glasses again, which was her signature move.

The lobby manager's eyes narrowed, and when he saw the waitress hanging her head, she looked at the difference in clothing between Ling Gongzi and Yang Hong, and knew it in her heart, but it was obvious that she was also partial to Ling Gongzi and his party.

Shrimp Bibi Restaurant is a luxurious fine dining restaurant, not an almshouse.

Although Yang Hong is known as the boss, the boss of this kind of clothing can only come to consume once and a half times at most, and he may not even be able to order a lobster.

She rolled her eyes, looked at Yang Hong and said, "The matter of the private room can be settled, there is no need to explain, but you are doing something in our shrimp Bibi restaurant, you should give an explanation somewhat." ā€

Hearing this, Ling Gongzi's face eased slightly, straightened his clothes, and snorted heavily.

What do you mean? What does it mean to have a private room that doesn't need to be explained?

Is it obvious that they should give up the private room? Yang Hong's eyes widened.

Also, what does it mean to make trouble? And what is the explanation? Ya is really deceitful!

"Explain? I'll explain the. Yang Hong was furious, as the so-called disagreement will fight, he rolled up his sleeves and stretched out two fists.

Seeing Yang Hong's arm melon seeds, the security guards couldn't help but laugh and burst into laughter.

Those were two untrained, underdeveloped arms!

Ha ha! Ling Gongzi and the others even snorted and sneered.

The lobby manager also smiled disdainfully.

She beckoned, and immediately several tall, burly, muscular security guards took off their shirts, revealing muscles like giants, and they bent their hands, and even puffed up protrusions the size of a baby's head, demonstrating to Yang Hong.

Dry frame, Yang Hong is not afraid at all.

He staggered to a security guard who had taken off his shirt.

The corners of the other party's mouth showed mockery.

"Get out!" Yang Hong stretched out his right hand and slapped it fiercely, slapping the person away on the spot, and slammed into the wall with a loud noise, leaving a human-shaped dent.

"This ......" looked at the humanoid dent, and the security guards were dumbfounded.

The lobby manager's smile froze.

The hostess almost fell to the ground in fright.

Ling Gongzi's eyes widened, and all the people accompanying him also stood stupidly one by one, unable to move.

Hong Biao had already seen Yang Hong's strength, and there was no surprise at all, but he hummed on the side: "See, this is the strength of our boss!" ā€

"Yes, that's right, if you don't give us an explanation, don't blame us for tearing you down." Liang Weihong also spoke.

Fang Wen still made her signature moves, and she had big glasses on the bridge of her nose.

The lobby manager reacted, her face was gloomy, and she waved her hands repeatedly: "Don't take him down yet." ā€

A group of security guards hurriedly stepped forward.

But, what can it be.

Yang Hong opened the bow with his left and right hands, slapped one by one, and directly slapped the security guards and lay on the ground.

"Oops~Oops~"

A few of them were so painful that they were oozing on the spot.

"Who are you?" The lobby manager's face turned ugly.

As soon as there was a fight, and the fight was loud, many of the people who were eating at the other end hurriedly checked out and left, and even a few who just wanted to enter the restaurant were so frightened by this scene that they turned around and left.

The lobby manager's face was as black as charcoal, as if he had been sprinkled with soot on his face.

Yang Hong didn't pay attention to her, he waved his hand: "Let's go, let's add another family to eat." ā€

Ya's blind Bibi not only didn't give a private room, but also planned to let people come ruthlessly, although he was very hungry, but he was already in no mood to eat.

"Don't go." The lobby manager blushed.

Everything here has a video, although the thing is not broken, but if Yang Hong can't be left, then all the losses will go to her.

Each guest who was scared away was converted into at least 10,000 Star Coins, which is a huge fine!

"Humph!" Yang Hong snorted, ignored her, and led Hongbiao Fang Wen and the others out.

What can the lobby manager do, he can't beat it, he can't stay and stay, he can only blush and watch.

Ling Gongzi and his entourage even gave way on the spot.

Yang Hong's combat effectiveness left a shadow in their hearts.

Bang!

As he was walking, Yang Hong hit his head on a soft lump, and when he looked at it, it was a huge belly of meat.

Yang Hong himself was angry, and he just wanted to scold, but when he looked up, he was happy, the owner of the huge belly meat was a short and fat man with a Mediterranean head, a round head, a round face and a round body, just like a ball.

Moreover, the short and fat man grinned.

This figure is good, and the smiling face is not bad, but Yang Hong is not in a good mood at the moment, he waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go, don't come to this blind restaurant, see that you are a good person, come with me, I will take you to a better restaurant to eat." ā€

"Oh?" The short and fat ball man smiled, and his smile was very polite: "Little brother, why don't you eat at this shrimp Bibi restaurant?" ā€

Without waiting for Yang Hong to speak, Hong Biao was the first to jump out: "Eat, eat, eat, you're about to get angry, our boss sees you pleasing to the eye, so you can follow us." ā€

As he spoke, Hong Biao's big red nose shrugged one after another.

As the so-called big red nose is more joyful, the smile on the face of the short and fat ball man is even bigger.

"That's right." Liang Weihong also stood up: "Our boss is good, and he will definitely have fun eating with us." ā€

"Oh?" The short and fat ball man laughed again: "Then I have to thank the little boss first, but I still want to know why you don't eat at the shrimp Bibi restaurant." ā€

Ball? Yang Hong was stunned for a moment, blinking his eyes, this short and fat round ball man is called round ball?

As everyone knows, the lobby manager and the waitress saw this ball man, and their feet trembled, because this person was the boss of Shrimp Bibi - Yuan Qiu!