Zhou An knew that Uncle Tu was reminding himself of the background of the most powerful among those young people, but he was only a descendant of an elder of the Alliance Center, so he naturally didn't take it to heart.

But after thinking about it, no, now he is not Zhou An's identity, but a little-known person.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou An immediately put on a smiling face and poured a glass of wine for Uncle Tu.

"Uncle Tu, what Elder Wu, Elder Li, and Elder Wang, aren't they all small dishes in front of you?"

Seeing that Zhou An's face was replaced with a flattering smile, Zhang Chuxue couldn't help but roll his eyes, he didn't have to care about the so-called Elder Wu by relying on him, but he wanted to maintain a sense of mystery and beg Uncle Tu.

Although she wanted to think about it, Zhang Chuxue immediately greeted her.

"Uncle Tu, I am the one who wins in the open, they are not as good as others and still speak ill of me."

"Then if Elder Wu comes, you have to help me."

Uncle Tu laughed, drank a glass of wine violently, and said with a smile It's okay, no matter who comes today, they have to be allowed to crawl out.

Whether there is a braggaking element in this remark, the other diners in the small restaurant don't know, but judging from the performance of Zhang Chuxue and Zhou An, even if there is a braggadocio in what the old man said, it should not be big.

At this time, some people also recognized Uncle Tu.

"Damn, isn't this the old man who sold artificial lightning strike wood that day?"

"Is that him? Eleven million in less than twenty minutes, that old man?"

"In our circle, it's a bit vulgar to talk about money, you know, there were more than 20 people who followed the old man that night, and now the old man is still safe and sound, what does this mean?"

In the small restaurant, all kinds of speculations about Uncle Tu popped up all at once.

Some say that Uncle Tu is a master in the world, and he is also Zhou An and Master Zhang Chuxue, and some say that Uncle Tu's identity is amazing, even if it is the center of the Supernatural Alliance, he doesn't dare to do anything to Uncle Tu.

What's even more speechless is that Uncle Tu is the old president of the previous term, and after passing the position of president to the emperor, he has been experiencing life in the red dust, looking forward to further strength.

Anyway, there is everything to say, and Uncle Tu is all listened to.

It's just that this gust of wind blew up and down quickly, and when the people in the small restaurant started drinking, no one paid attention to what happened just now, after all, it didn't have much to do with them.

It wasn't until nearly an hour later that the young man who had been knocked unconscious by Zhou An before kicked open the door of the small restaurant with a large number of people, and behind the young man, there was an old man with an eagle hooked nose, slender eyes, and a melon seed face.

is the same as Uncle Tu, although he looks old, whether it is walking or temperament, he can see that this is also an old person.

"He is Elder Wu of the Alliance Center, no matter what he says, you don't bother with him, just leave everything to me."

Uncle Tu finished speaking quickly, and then grabbed the dishes with Zhou An and Zhang Chuxue.

As for the young man, after kicking the door open, the first thing he saw was Zhou An's direction, and after seeing that the three of them were still there, a sneer immediately appeared on his face, and he immediately brought all the people here.

"I can't see that the three of you are really a little bold, knowing that we will come back to retaliate, and you still dare to stay here."

"Tell me, what's going on?"

While speaking, the young man also brought a chair over, sat on the empty position of the table, held the edge of the table with both hands, looked at Zhou An for a while, looked at Zhang Chuxue for a while, and saw Uncle Tu much less often.

But none of the three of them paid attention to him, they were still grabbing the dishes on the table, a good dish, they didn't remember it at all when they could be eaten in their mouths, and they all fell on the table when they were scrambling.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat!"

"I'll let you eat!!"

When the young man saw that he was being ignored, he immediately got angry, picked up a plate with leftovers, and smashed it at Zhang Chuxue, because his resentment against Zhang Chuxue was the greatest.

Fortunately, the plate was caught in the air by Zhou An in time, and if it fell on Zhang Chuxue's face, it would have to leave a scar or something.

"Are you dying?"