"It's okay, do you have time? Please come to the bar for a few drinks?" Ye Chen asked, taking a sip of cigarettes.

Fang Hu smiled and felt embarrassed: "Brother Chen, I'm sorry, I'm not in Lanhai City. I've been back to my hometown these two days. My mother is sick and is accompanying her to see her for medical treatment."

"Okay, the old lady is in poor health, take him over and take a look."

"I had a conflict with someone in the bar. The man said he was from your Tianlong Palace and said he wanted my life."

"I'll call you to verify it. If so, forget about this matter. If not, let's talk about it."

"After all, we have a good relationship, and it's not a good fight in the nest."

Ye Chen changed his tone and pointed the contradiction directly at the middle-aged man.

He was so scared that he was froze all over.

The younger brothers were even more ashamed.

No one dares to doubt Ye Chen's identity.

The other end was stunned at first, and then the sound became cold.

"Brother Chen, what's his name?"

"Huzi asked you what your name is." Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man.

Even in the air-conditioned room at a bar that was more than ten degrees, the man's forehead was covered with a layer of sweat.

He swallowed and spitted: "Chen, Brother Chen, it's all a misunderstanding."

"What's your name!"

Before Ye Chen could speak, Fang Hu roared on the other end of the phone.

Through the phone, everyone could feel Fang Hu's majesty that reached its bones.

"My name is Fuyan, yes, Qiu Chunrong's subordinate."

"Dog thing, I'll call Qiu Chunrong now and ask him to take a good look. What kind of people are there under his command!" Fang Hu cursed angrily.

"Don't, Brother Hu, don't tell Brother Qiu, otherwise I will die, please." Fu Yan knelt on the ground with a pounce, crying and begging.

"Now I know I regret it, it's too late! Do you dare to have a conflict with Brother Chen? Do you really think of yourself as a green onion?"

"I don't know Mount Tai. Brother Chen, Brother Hu, please spare me. I really know I'm wrong."

After saying that, Fu Yan kowtowed to Ye Chen.

It forms a sharp contrast with the arrogant and domineering appearance he just entered the door.

"Brother Chen, look, how do you do this?" Fang Hu paused for a moment and threw the choice to Ye Chen.

"That's it, he didn't mean it." Ye Chen replied without thinking.

For Ye Chen, he didn't want to establish too many enemies.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have called Fang Hu. Even if he had ruined Fu Yan today, he would have just moved his fingers.

"Thank you, thank you Brother Chen!" Fu Yan, who felt relieved, continued to kowtow to Ye Chen.

"Get up." Ye Chen leaned against the sofa and said lightly.

"Brother Chen, I have a responsibility for this matter. When I go back, I will set up a table to apologize to you." Fang Hu's voice was apologized.

"No, take care of the old lady first." After that, Ye Chen hung up the phone.

The air was extremely quiet, and the two brothers Fu Yan dared not breathe.

"Call the manager and Xia Yixin in." After a while, Ye Chen took a sip of red wine and said lightly.

"Okay!" Fu Yan didn't dare to ask too much, so he stood up and ran to the bar door and called the two of them.

When the manager came to the locker and saw that Ye Chen was unharmed, he was completely stunned.

In his script, Ye Chen will have to shed his skin even if he doesn't die.

"How did she hit you, why did she go back?" Ye Chen said with a smile to Xia Yixin.

Xia Yixin hesitated for a moment: "No, it's okay, let's forget about this."

"What I hate the most is to repeat. Go, he dares to bare his mouth, and I will smash his teeth." Ye Chen gave a death order.

Xia Yixin came to the manager and didn't dare to lift her right hand.

The manager also glared at Xia Yixin.

"You glar at your mother!"

"Bang!" Before Ye Chen could speak, Fu Yan slapped the manager in the face.

"Brother Fu, what are you doing?" The manager was stunned.

His relationship with Fu Yan on weekdays is not very good, but it is definitely not bad either.

Because Fu Haobo would come here to play for nothing, he would receive him personally every time and give him a drink card worth 2 million.

"Damn it, this is my dear sister. You dare to glare at her. Do you believe it or not!" Fu Yan didn't dare to miss the opportunity to curse Ye Chen, and kicked the manager in the stomach and cursed.

The manager covered his stomach in pain and grinned his teeth.

"Hehe, sister, you don't have to be afraid, just hit him." Fu Yan said with a smile to Xia Yixin.

"Bang!" Xia Yixin no longer hesitated and slapped the manager in the face.

A clearly visible slap print appears.

It seems that all the resentment I have suffered in the bar these days.

"You two, apologize to her." Ye Chen raised his head and looked at Fu Haobo, who was as stupid as a wooden chicken, and Xiao Wang, who had just been thrown into the trash can and had a look of fear.

"Hurry up, I'm deaf!"

"Kneel down!" Fu Yan kicked Fu Haobo and Xiao Wang in the legs, and the two knelt down straight at Xia Yixin.

"I won't let her do it anymore. I'll slap myself thirty. Is there any problem?" Ye Chen turned his head and looked at the two kneeling on the ground.

The two bit their lips, closed their eyes and raised their hands.

"Smack it..."

The silent bar echoed with slap.

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