"Boss, here are a hundred skewers, ten fried rice with eggs, more chili peppers, and a box of beer." Wang Fan parked the car, found a place to sit down, and greeted the boss.
After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the table to pay. "Hurry up and do it. Leave here after you finish it. I will give you one hundred thousand."
When the owner of the barbecue stall heard Wang Fan's words, he was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll do it right away."
He didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't need to ask any more questions.
One hundred thousand yuan is enough to buy his barbecue stall.
After all, this is not a front house, but a shed that he built himself.
The surrounding guests were a little surprised when they heard Wang Fan's words, but no one said anything. After a few bites, they quickly left the place.
Obviously, they also felt something was wrong.
The boss cooks the skewers very quickly. Within five minutes, the skewers started to be served one after another.
Wang Fan grabbed two skewers and took a bite, his mouth full of oil. At the same time, he also opened a bottle of beer and drank directly.
Breathing in the night breeze, eating barbecue and drinking beer, it's a wonderful feeling.
Just as Wang Fan was chewing the roasted meat that tasted pretty good, murderous intent bloomed in his eyes.
Let this night be crazy, it is destined to be a bloody night.
Soon, everything Wang Fan ordered was served on the table. The boss said hello to Wang Fan and left in a hurry.
Wang Fan held the skewers in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand. He took a bite of meat, a bite of fried rice, and drank a beer when he choked. The meal was very refreshing and comfortable.
Da da da.
At a certain moment, a low sound of footsteps sounded. The footsteps were very steady and rhythmic.
Soon, a burly and strong man appeared in Wang Fan's sight.
However, Wang Fan did not raise his head, but continued to fight with the barbecue beer on the table.
The burly man quickly walked up to Wang Fan and stood in front of him. He just looked at Wang Fan quietly, taking a bite of barbecue and a drink of wine, without speaking or making a move.
"Hey." Wang Fan felt this scene, taunted him again, sighed and raised his head, "You shouldn't have come."
He looked at the burly man in front of him, feeling a little depressed, "I said, I can handle this matter myself, and you don't want to get involved."
The burly man took a deep look at Wang Fan and groaned, "If you have something to do, I can't help but come. What's more, I'm already here now. If I want to leave, it's probably too late."
He is A Biao.
A Biao stationed in Jinzhou.
Wang Fan looked at A Biao and really didn't know what to say. He could only point to the empty seat in front of him and said, "Okay, since we are here, let's eat together. Only by eating and drinking enough can you have the strength to fight."
He did not ask how A Biao found this place. Now that A Biao is here, there is no point in asking those questions.
A Biao didn't waste any time. After sitting down, he grabbed a few skewers of barbecued meat, grabbed a plate of egg fried rice, and started eating.
He didn't touch those beers. For him, alcohol would paralyze him. Only by keeping a clear mind could he maintain peak combat power.
"Does A-Xuan know that you came to the capital? What will she do if something happens to you?" Wang Fan looked at the dull A-Biao and couldn't help but ask.
"She doesn't know, but even if she knows, I guess she will let me come. If I die, Black Rakshasa and the others will help me take care of A-Xuan."
When A-Xuan was mentioned, A-Biao's eyes flashed with softness, but it quickly dissipated.
My sister A-Xuan is A-Biao's counterpart, and she is also the piece of pure land deep in his heart that no one is allowed to touch.
However, Wang Fan gave him and his sister everything they had now, so he didn't regret coming to Beijing this time.
Wang Fan did not continue the topic. He took a sip of wine and patted A Biao on the shoulder, "Good brother, let us brothers fight side by side tonight. I want to take a look,
Who dares to come and kill me, Wang Fan?"
"Fight side by side!" A Biao roared out four words. He didn't say much, although there were only four words, but his words revealed determination.
woo woo woo woo.
Not long after, accompanied by a piercing sound of engines, more than a dozen cars rushed over from a distance. The car lights were dazzling, and from a distance, it looked like a fiery dragon.
After those cars drove in, they directly blocked various intersections in the distance, forming a semicircle and surrounding Wang Fan.
Immediately afterwards, the car door opened, and a group of young people with stern faces and a look of desolation ran out.
Each of them is filled with the aura of blood and fire. They have obviously gone through a lot of training. They have guns on their waists and knives on their backs. They are fully armed.
There were more than a dozen people still holding shields in their hands. They looked as if they were in a war, with a strong momentum.
A Biao looked at these people and stopped sweeping for an instant. He raised his head and looked at those people coldly, his expression becoming solemn.
He looked at Wang Fan and said, "Young Master Wang, should we take action first, or go to the shed inside to hide?"
"No need." Wang Fan shook his head, glanced at those people and ignored them.
He lowered his head and picked up the egg fried rice in front of him again. It seemed that in his eyes, nothing was as important as the egg fried rice in front of him.
Although A Biao didn't understand what Wang Fan meant, Wang Fan said so and he didn't move.
Bang.
There was a car in the middle, and a young man opened the door and strode out.
The dragon walks like the tiger steps, arrogant and domineering.
Judging from his unruly expression with his eyes and nose turned to the sky, he was obviously the leader of these people.
After the young man got out of the car, he glanced at Wang Fan with an evil smile, then raised his stride and walked towards Wang Fan.
Behind him, there were more than a dozen close followers. The rest of them were all in the distance, with serious expressions on their faces, wary of Wang Fan.
"Are you Wang Fan?" Soon, the young man came to
Next to Wang Fan, someone asked condescendingly.
His expression and tone made it seem like Wang Fan was just a clown, not worth mentioning at all.
Wang Fan finished the last bite, wiped his mouth, raised his head and looked at the young man, with a serious look on his face, "To answer this question, I am Wang Fan. Who are you?"
Wang Fan's tone was indescribably respectful.
"Meng Qingliang of the Meng family!" The young man directly announced his name, his eyes flashing with amusement and disdain.
According to legend, Wang Fan is not only powerful, but also arrogant and domineering. He will fight whenever he disagrees with others, and he has never bowed to anyone.
In the first two hours, Wang Fan even went so far as to kill Master Huguang and Mo Heng from the Mo family and left calmly.
But now, the legendary fierce man Wang Fan was so respectful to him, and Meng Qingliang felt very benefited.
But in his opinion, this is normal. After all, he brought a hundred elites, a hundred guns, and twenty people with bulletproof shields.
This kind of lineup is more than enough to destroy even a small terrorist organization, let alone just a single Wang Fan.
"Meng Qingliang?" Wang Fan said in a more respectful tone, "Mr. Meng, you brought so many people all the way to see me, what advice do you have?"
Meng Qingliang was even more proud and waved his hand, "I don't have any advice. I just want to invite you to sit at our Meng family."
At this point, his words became sharp, "Let's go, don't waste your time, and don't waste my time."
"If you are sensible, you can say good things to everyone. If you are not sensible, don't blame me, Meng Qingliang, for using coercive measures."
While Meng Qingliang was speaking, the dozen or so people behind him had dispersed and stood in a semicircle, surrounding Wang Fan and Abiao.
Each man only had a gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at the two of them.
Abiao felt this scene, his nerves were completely tense, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were fixed on Meng Qingliang.
As long as Wang Fan gives an order, he will rush out and subdue him in the shortest possible time.
This chapter has been completed!