"Sir, you ordered a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite for 130,000, plus your other consumption, the total consumption amount is indeed 150,000 ......"

"Go and call your manager over, what kind of bullshit hotel is this, it's still three-star, it's too much to bully honest people!" Ren Jian didn't want to bully the waiter's little sister, but was ready to aim his firepower at the hotel manager, because the manager's level was big enough, if he could anger the hotel manager, would he still be afraid that he wouldn't be beaten at that time? Ren Jian also had a wishful thinking in his heart.

"That's... Wait a minute, sir!" the waiter's face flushed with anger, and she smiled reluctantly and turned to leave.

After the waiter Xiaomei left, Ren Jian sat back on the chair with a big grin, crossing Erlang's legs and waiting for the hotel manager to arrive.

Not long after, a middle-aged obese man entered the private room, this fat man was full of fat, Ren Jian estimated that he weighed at least 180 pounds, although he was wearing a suit, but he looked a little funny, looking nondescript.

When the fat manager saw Ren Jian, he hurriedly walked over with a smile: "I don't know what Mr. is dissatisfied with our hotel?"

"Not satisfied! I'm very dissatisfied! You actually sold me 130,000 yuan for a bottle of fake Lafite, and you won't stop until you make this matter clear to me, and you have to compensate me for 1 million mental damages, otherwise this matter will not be over!" Ren Jian began to find fault, and he was about to make the hotel manager angry.

"Sir, let's laugh, how can our hotel's Lafite be fake!" the fat manager smiled a little weakly.

"It doesn't matter if you're fake or not, I don't have the money to settle the bill anyway, you can do it yourself!" Ren Jian began to play a scoundrel.

"Didn't Mr. just say that money is not a problem?" Ren Jian's voice when he entered the hotel was obviously also heard by the fat manager.

"Money is naturally not a problem, the problem is that I don't have money!" Ren Jian looked like he could do what you wanted, and the words "Tell someone to beat me" were almost written on his face.

"It looks like you're here to find fault with our hotel!" the fat manager's face turned pale.

"You're right! I'm here to find faults, not only to find faults, but I'm also going to eat overlord meals!" Ren Jian smiled cheaply, and that appearance made the fat manager hate to slap him hard.

"Hey, tell Ah Qiang to bring a few brothers to the 204 private room......" The fat manager said into the walkie-talkie, and then sneered at Ren Jianhehe: "Boy, if you settle the account this time, you want to eat overlord meals in our Yellow Crane Tower, you don't ask what kind of place this is!"

"I just don't pay the bill!" Ren Jian looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"Hehe, I hope you can still be so stubborn after a while!" This is not the first time that the fat manager has encountered such a thing, but he is very experienced in dealing with it.

"You'd better call a hundred and eighty people to beat me up!" Ren Jian didn't forget to remind the fat manager kindly, this is simply what Ren Jian dreamed of.

"Manager!" Not long after, three strong men of height and weight walked into the private room, and their eyes scanned Ren Jian fiercely.

"Boy, it's still too late to settle the bill, otherwise you will have to suffer!" The fat manager decided to give Ren Jian another chance, no! It should be a chance for the 150,000 RMB.

"If you don't give money, you'll beat me if you have a kind!" Ren Jian looked like he was out of the way.

"Give me a hard beating, as long as you don't die, I'll be responsible for what happens!" said the fat manager angrily.

"Hehe, boy, I think it's better for you to settle the account, otherwise our brothers won't be soft!" The strong man named Ah Qiang smiled fiercely at Ren Jian.

"It's good if you don't be soft!" Ren Jian was secretly refreshed, but on the surface, he pretended to look panicked, and said in a panic while retreating: "What do you want to do? Just sell fake wine, and now you still want to beat people?" Ren Jian said slowly, pretending to want to take the mobile phone from his pocket.

"Stop him and beat him to death. The fat manager yelled angrily.

"Ah...... Oh...... Ah......" The three strong men pressed Ren Jian to the ground, and their fists beckoned directly to Ren Jian, and Ren Jian let out a terrible scream from his mouth.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I have something to say......" Ren Jian begged for mercy while screaming.

"Say, are you willing to settle the bill?" the fat manager looked down at Ren Jian proudly.

"You come here, you can't say this to others......" Ren Jian's expression was serious, and the obese manager was stunned, but when the fat manager squatted down, Ren Jian's face changed, and he whispered lewdly: "I'm fucking your sister......"

The fat manager seemed to have suddenly fallen under the legendary immobilization spell, his body stiffened, and then his whole body shook violently, obviously angry by Ren Jian, "Beat me! Fight to death, I'll be responsible for what happened!"

The fat manager has been irritated by Ren Jianqi, even if he makes a fuss about it, he can't care about it, and with the backstage of the Yellow Crane Tower, the powerless and powerless pariahs, what happens to killing one?

"Ah, I give money, I give money...... Don't hit ...... anymore."

"Credit card or cash?"

"Cash? Who has nothing to do with 150,000 cash? Besides, I'm just talking about it, and you're really serious?!"

"You...... Beat me to death!"

"Ah...... Oh...... It hurts me to death......"

The fat manager didn't want to stay in the private room for a moment, and after a while, he estimated that he was about to be angry with Ren Jian's heart attack, and when he left, the fat manager didn't forget to explain, and said fiercely: "Give me a hard beating, until he is willing to settle the bill!"

"The strength is still too light, it seems that we have to give them a little motivation......" Feeling that the fists of the three strong men were getting weaker and weaker, Ren Jian was secretly anxious in his heart, and couldn't help scolding: "You three stupid people, when Lao Tzu goes out, I must teach you a good lesson, kill all the men in your family, and sell all the women to Africa......"

"The kid still dares to fight back!" The man named Ah Qiang was angry, and directly picked up the chair and smashed it on Ren Jian.

"Okay! This is powerful!" Feeling the warm current in his body speeding up, Ren Jian secretly applauded in his heart, and let out a miserable scream in his mouth, and did not forget to scold some unbearable swear words to stimulate Ah Qiang.

In a short period of time, the three people, including Ah Qiang, their ancestors for eighteen generations have been scolded by Ren Jian, Ah Qiang and the three of them are angry in their hearts, but they have to admire Ren Jian's ability to resist fighting, and they have been beaten by the three of them for more than ten minutes in a row, Ren Jian's screams are still full of anger, but they are tired enough, and now they are all panting.

"Why don't you fight?" Ren Jian stopped "screaming" and glanced at the three of them in surprise.

"Whew, boy, very... It's very good, there's nothing to say about physical fitness, as long as you are willing to settle the bill, I can go to Manager Wang to intercede for you and let him let you go. Cuong leaned on his chair, panting, and was indeed exhausted.

"No money! Lao Tzu was originally going to eat the overlord's meal!" Ren Jian was not ashamed, but proud.

"Boy, don't be embarrassed. Ah Qiang stared at Ren Jian viciously, who in Baisha City does not know that the background of the Yellow Crane Tower is not simple? Ah Qiang's job is to deal with the troublemakers in the Yellow Crane Tower, and Ren Jian is obviously included in the list.

"If you want to fight, just beat it! There is so much nonsense from there!" Ren Jian looked like he would beat me if he had it.

"Okay! It looks like you kid really don't want to die!" Ah Qiang said with a sinister smile.

"Huh, I actually used a knife!" Ren Jian found that Ah Qiang pulled out a dagger from his waist, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, although his current body has good defense, and he doesn't feel it at all when hit by fists, chains, and steel pipes, but it is still difficult to defend against the stabbing of the dagger.

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