In a short while, dozens of people were missing from Yunyao.

Ye Fan was about to get up and leave when the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open.

A young man with a national face and a golden dog chain hanging around his neck asked impolitely as soon as he got up: "Boy, what were you doing in the room with those women just now?"

Behind him were a group of gangsters with bad looks.

Ye Fan asked back: "What do you think we will do?"

"The one named Caiyun just now is the horse I am chasing. You dare to touch it too, don't you want to die?"

"Since you are chasing me, I can't talk about horses. Also, be kind to me, otherwise, I'm afraid my fists and feet will not be polite."

"Oh, I think you're drinking too much. Brothers, come on to me and help this kid relieve the wine."

"Yes, Brother Xiong!"

A group of guys rushed forward like a fierce and evil spirit.

However, their impulse was completely like a moth to the fire, and they were quickly beaten to the ground like a bear, lying on the ground, completely useless.

"How dare you fight back?"

Brother Xiong swung his punch, and under the light, a dazzling silver light flashed by.

He had a sharp fist on his hand!

If you fight against him, you will inevitably be stabbed by the punch.

Ye Fan grabbed the other party's wrist and pressed it down hard.

Brother Xiong's punch hit his thigh hard.

"oh!"

The severe pain made him cry and howl instantly.

His eyes were full of incredible.

Because anyone who fights with him will basically suffer losses under the attack of the fist.

Who would have thought that Ye Fan was so sensitive and powerful that he fell into his hands, and he was completely like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger, and he could only be obediently at the mercy of his power!

Ye Fan snorted coldly: "Brother Xiong, right? I think you are more like a bear."

Ye Fan had already expressed his disregard for so many people beating him. He didn't expect that the Xiong brother would dare to try to attack him with a fist.

Brother Xiong roared: "Dare you scold me?"

"I've beaten up, so why bother to scold me?"

"You guys, let me get it."

The little brothers lay on the ground and refused to stand up: "No, Brother Xiong, he is really amazing, we can't beat him."

"A bunch of cowards!"

Brother Xiong had no choice but to choose to attack himself.

After more than ten seconds, his face turned swollen like a bun.

Not long after, these guys fled in a hurry.

"Brother Dong, we were beaten."

Brother Xiong ran to another private room and said to a middle-aged man in a casual shape with a huge tiger head carved around his neck.

That man was Yun Yao, the boss of the venue, and he had the final say here except the boss.

Since Brother Xiong often comes here to play, he is very familiar with the other party.

Brother Dong expressed his doubts: "Axiong, you are quite powerful recently, who dares to touch you?"

Brother Xiong was dejected, with a hint of embarrassment across his face: "Don't mention it, I was fucked by a bastard."

"The other party is only one?"

"That's right."

"Ah Xiong, it's not that my brother said that women are good, they can stop at the right time. Has it been too much lately that their physique is not good?"

"Brother Dong, that kid is so good at fighting. I guess even if you come on yourself, you will not be his opponent."
Chapter completed!