Facing Mao Meizi's teasing, Chen Fan crooked the corners of his mouth, pinched his hand on the other party's waist, and said: "Isn't it just to have fun here, but I'm not interested in your body, but I'm very interested in you being able to speak fluent Chinese." ”

"Stingy. Mao Meizi bit her lip, and when she passed by Chen Fan's side, she said in a soft voice, "I look at people very accurately, your size, more than twenty, I can play with you for free." ”

Chen Fan took a deep breath, tightened his legs, and quickly fled, this white girl was too open, so Chen Fan couldn't stand it.

There was a faint smug laugh from the hairy girl behind him, Chen Fan had a lesson from the past, so he simply found a slightly quieter corner, ordered a glass of soft wine, and drank it without taking a sip.

The surrounding music still shook people's eardrums, Chen Fan's eyes wandered over these women who shook their buttocks or dishonest men with their hands outstretched, and shook his head slightly, he found that he had come to the wrong place, this kind of place, more of a dirty ** transaction, at most a few mice were doing suspicious pill transactions, and it was impossible to find out useful news.

Just as Chen Fan was about to leave, the hairy girl who teased Chen Fan just now appeared in front of Chen Fan again, but this time, she didn't come alone, she was followed by four men dyed with different colors, these four guys with dyed hair, one of them was barefoot, dark-skinned, and only a little more than one and a half meters tall.

At this time, Mao Meizi pulled one hand with the other, her drooping pressed on the short man's head, and she hummed and laughed at Chen Fan, "I told my man, someone took advantage of me just now, and he wants to clean you up." ”

"Really?" Chen Fan looked at the man who was only the height of Mao Meizi's armpits, and found that he was a Burmese, so he couldn't help but smile at Mao Meizi, "You like toothpicks to stir the water tank?"

Mao Meizi was stunned for a moment, her blue eyes winked at Chen Fan, her gaze looked at Chen Fan's crotch, "No, I like you who are big, if you sleep with me for one night, they won't make trouble...... Really, I can still marry you if you want, and I have a younger sister...... We can serve you together. ”

“......”

Chen Fan was speechless for a moment.

And the green-haired man standing next to the hairy girl obviously understood what Chen Fan was saying, and after saying a few words to the short man, the man was furious, picked up the wine bottle on the stage, and smashed it at Chen Fan's head!

"Humph!"

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, his hand stretched out, and easily pinched the other party's wrist, only to hear a click, the bottle in the other party's hand could no longer hold it, and it fell, Chen Fan's other hand took the fallen bottle and smashed it down on the short man's head.

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering came, accompanied by a short man's scream, blood began to flow from the top of his head, and the faces of the other three people changed, one of them said a strange word, and the three of them showed a fierce light, and they all fisted and kicked towards Chen Fan.

Chen Fan maintained the movement of stilted legs from beginning to end, only to hear a few dull banging sounds, three men were beaten to the ground by Chen Fan, and Chen Fan stepped on the hands of the three with his feet.

The Mao girl on the side saw the broken glass on the ground and the man with blood on the top of her head, and her eyes became bright and bright when she saw Chen Fan.

"That's what men are...... I'm going to marry you...... Oh my God, you are a martial arts master in Huaxia, and their monkey fist is not your opponent at all!" Mao Meizi opened her arms and threw herself at Chen Fan, "I want you to be my man." ”

Looking at the turbulent waves that rushed over, Chen Fan was so frightened that he hurriedly left his original position, and poured into the crowd in three or two, this hairy girl is really ...... It's too unrestrained.

The smashing just now did not affect the people around them to hey or get drunk and dream, maybe they were used to seeing such a scene, and they were no longer surprised.

The Burmese man, who was smashed to the point of bleeding from his head, stood up from a pile of broken glass, his face showed a hideous color, and said to the green hair in broken Chinese: "Go to Lao Tzu to follow that kid, black monkey, go and tell the boss that we have been bullied!"

But as soon as the man finished speaking, another man in red shorts and bare feet walked down the spiral staircase, he lifted his foot, chopped the coffee table with one foot, and lifted the short man up, "Bastard, Lao Tzu is here to be the king of a thousand kings, don't make trouble for Lao Tzu!"

"Old ...... Top dog...... We were wrong, but, that kid just now, is too powerful...... Could it be someone from the side of the Thousand Kings?"

Click!

The man in the red shorts shook his head from side to side, the joints kept ringing, he stuck out his tongue, and pressed the hairy girl to the ground, "Interesting, that's interesting...... Hahaha!!"

Meanwhile, in a luxury suite on the sixth floor, a woman in a cherry blossom kimono sits cross-legged on a mattress with her long and bare legs, her eyebrows painted cherry blossom and her eyeshadow ******, her nose is straight, her mouth is small, she is smeared with red lipstick, and her hair is coiled with a hairpin in the shape of a bull's horn popular in the Tang Dynasty.

The woman was fiddling with a set of purple sand tea sets, the rich tea was poured from the hot pot into the round cup, her fingers as thin as green onions gently picked up the teacup, her lips opened slightly, licked and drank a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup, closed her eyes, and said in proficient Chinese: "The Longjing in West Lake Hupao Village is really very tasteful, but unfortunately I didn't buy more, otherwise, when I returned to the foot of Mount Fuji, I would have given Mr. Fujiwara and Mr. Fujisai some." ”

Across from him in a kimono stood a samurai dressed in black with his hands in his arms, and when he heard the woman's words, he bent down slightly, bowed to the woman, and said, "Miss Sakura, the price of the pinch of tea you just put is enough to plant half an acre of cherry blossom forest under Mt. Fuji, and the tea is a good tea, but Mr. Fujiwara and Mr. Fujisai, I'm afraid I'm not in the mood to taste the tea you sent Miss Sakura recently." ”

"Oh? Mr. Fujiwara is a businessman, it is normal not to know how to taste tea, Mr. Fujisai is a famous doctor at the foot of Mount Fuji, self-cultivation, this tea, why is his old man not in the mood to taste it?"

The samurai stepped forward and said: "Miss Sakura is busy winning money in Mong Kok, so naturally I don't know that Mr. Fujiwara's family has suffered an accident, Fujiwara Matsu, who has always had the intention of proposing marriage to you, was ruined, and Miss Ichika lost her life in Sioux City, I heard that Mr. Fujisai's closed disciple was also killed in a mission, so this tea, Miss Sakura should not send it." ”

Bang Bang!

The tea set in front of the woman fell to the ground, the tea spilled all over the ground, a card flew out of the woman's fingers, rubbed the samurai's neck and stuck it on the wall behind him, her eyes narrowed slightly, murderous aura, and said: "Miss Yixiang is my best friend, she has outstanding ability, how can she be killed!"

The man's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he hurriedly lowered his head and said: "Miss Sakura is angry, this matter is true, and I don't know the details very well, maybe I can only know the truth by asking Mr. Fujiwara, in contrast, what Miss Sakura wants to do now is to find the real king of a thousand kings and win the Buddha statue from him......"

"Hmph, that Buddha statue of the Buddha King of Fudo Ming hides a great secret, I must get it, but I will also avenge Miss Yixiang's revenge, tell me everything you know!"