"Is everything done?" Standing at the window, Chu Feiyang said to the other end of the phone. The other end of the phone was none other than Ye Tiange, an alcoholic who left the Black Mamba with Long Fei and others.
"Boss, why don't you trust me when I do things?!" the drunkard said carelessly, with great confidence in his tone.
"Where are you now? If nothing happens, come to my place immediately and have fun." Chu Feiyang said lightly.
"Have fun? What fun?" When the drunkard heard Chu Feiyang's words, his eyes suddenly lit up. The boss is the boss, and he will always be thoughtful for the brothers! With a boss like this, why worry!
"You have stayed in Zhongnan City for so long, you should know where the Xuelan Restaurant is?" Chu Feiyang was too lazy to talk nonsense with the drunkard, but went directly to the topic.
"Xuelan Restaurant...you know, I had a meal there last time with Daofeng. The food there was really nothing to say, one word - good!" The drunkard unconsciously heard Chu Feiyang say about Xuelan Restaurant.
My appetite has increased, and it seems like I really haven’t had dinner.
Boss, you are really an alcoholic and my reborn parent! You have even considered this point so thoughtfully. I can’t wait to drink five or six bottles of Maotai to commemorate such a good day!
"Then you come over right away and prepare to stretch your muscles later." After Chu Feiyang finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving the drunkard on the other end of the phone slightly dumbfounded.
"Boss, actually I really don't like fighting. If you have such a need next time, you will definitely be very excited if you ask for Blade!" The drunkard murmured, "Just don't ask for Blade, just ask for Xiaosha."
Okay!"
Although there were some complaints on his lips, there was still a flash of light in his eyes. No matter where he was, no one dared to openly capture Lightning's dragon whiskers! What's more, it was Lightning's boss!
"Go to the Xuelan Restaurant at full speed and shorten the original time for me to half!" He stopped a taxi on the side of the road and threw a full two hundred yuan to the taxi driver, then closed his eyes.
"Okay!" The taxi driver was also a crazy person. After a while, the drunkard experienced the feeling of a roller coaster, with the sound of police sirens behind him.
Xuelan Restaurant, Manager's Room "Feiyang, who did you call just now?" Chen Xuelan also returned to her previous expression. Although she is a woman, she is also a strong woman in the shopping mall.
"A brother who likes to fight is also an alcoholic who likes to drink. Don't worry, it will be fine later." Chu Feiyang said with a smile. In front of many people, only when he talked about his brother, the look on Chu Feiyang's face
Always with a smile.
"Well, I believe you." Chen Xuelan also felt sweet in her heart. This man who was ten years younger than herself always gave Chen Xuelan an inexplicable sense of trust and security in her heart.
Although Zhongnan City is not very big, it is not very small either. Although the taxi taken by the drunkard is very powerful and fast, half an hour has passed by the time we arrive at Xuelan Restaurant.
This is a trip from the southern suburbs of Zhongnan City to the north. There is no straight line distance. If we go at normal bus speed, it will take more than an hour. Moreover, the drunkard's luck is really bad. There are nineteen traffic lights in a row along the way.
Surprisingly, it took almost a minute each time!
Night had already fallen, and most of the diners in Xuelan Restaurant had left, with only two tables left.
One table was the original white-haired old man's family, and the other table was a young man sitting on a single booth.
Just as the drunkard ran up to the second floor panting, he was suddenly greeted by four pairs of eyes with surprise and fighting intent. Three pairs came from the three middle-aged people on the table in the family area, and the other pair turned out to be...
It's the young man in the single booth.
Bajiquan!
It turned out to be the murderous aura of Bajiquan!
Because the drunkard had used the murderous aura of Bajiquan before, it was naturally easy to be exposed at this time. What's more, the drunkard had already heard from his boss that he came here to have fun, so he naturally raised his aura, but he didn't.
I thought I met a few experts here.
Especially that young man, it seems... I want to fight with him! Could it be that the guy the boss asked me to have fun with is that guy? It's really not bad!
As for the three middle-aged people, seeing that they are all here, old and young, they must not be the guys that the boss wants to deal with. Therefore, the drunkard's eyes undoubtedly shot towards the man by the window.
Young people, young people also cast their eyes on the drunkard.
Fighting spirit!
There is a strong fighting spirit in the eyes of the two people!
"Let's go, someone will settle things here. That young man is really good!" The white-haired old man said suddenly, and then left the seat first and walked down. Although the three middle-aged people were a little unwilling, they also
After the old man left, of course the younger generation was taken away as well.
As for whether the young man the old man is talking about is a drunkard or Chu Feiyang, no one knows. Maybe some people think that the old man is praising the drunkard, but how many people can know...the words are actually about Chu Feiyang.
Woolen cloth?
"Boy, are you the one who made our boss angry? Are you feeling uncomfortable in your bones and want your brothers to loosen them for you?" The drunkard picked up the Maotai on the old man's table in white, raised his head and poured it into his mouth. "
Damn it, it’s just an empty bottle! I really can’t believe that that old guy is so awesome!”
"You are the boss? Which one is your boss?" Ye Xiaoqing was slightly startled. It seemed that he had come here for dinner not long ago. He had only heard a few rumors about what happened to Chu Feiyang before. Naturally, he had no idea what the drunkard was talking about.
who.
But Ye Xiaoqing was a little frightened. If this guy was so powerful, wouldn't his boss be even more powerful? Damn it, I just came out of that hellish place! I didn't want to go back like this!
I still have to find my uncle who is a popular drinker! This is what my uncle personally promised me back then. This drunkard actually also practices Bajiquan. I don’t know what level he has reached. I learned Bajiquan back then.
I just learned a little bit about Ji Quan. Although our main attack direction is also boxing, it is Wentian Quan, which is more domineering than Baji Quan!
But...what the heck...it seems like I haven't really fought with anyone, which is a bit bad! This is someone else's restaurant. If I break some bottles later, I will have to be punished by the police.
Arrest and go to jail!
Now among my eight senior brothers, I am the eighth one who came out the earliest. I can’t just go back in such frustration!
"If you don't know my boss, then why are you sitting here? Isn't it time to drink?" The drunkard pretended to be very ferocious, but a flash of surprise and amazement flashed through his heart. This young man seemed to be older than himself.
How much younger is the boss!
But the aura on his body is so strong, it seems to be not much lower than his own! What is going on these days? Why are there so many weirdos!
"Isn't this a restaurant? I'm here to eat. Aren't you?" Lu Xiaoqing said very depressedly, wondering if this guy ran away from some lunatic asylum. Fortunately, he ate it himself.
It's almost done, otherwise he would have made me lose my appetite at all.
"How dare you talk back!? Believe it or not, I will punch you!" the drunkard said arrogantly, like a bully, bluffing and waving his fist in the air in front of Lu Xiaoqing's eyes.
"Ouch!" Lu Xiaoqing's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and his hands were as fast as wind. The dragon-capturing hand in the Wentian Boxing technique grabbed the fist of the arrogant drunkard, and then clenched his hands inward, creating the drunkard's killing chicken.
Cry out in pain.
"Boss, help! Help!" The drunkard came here to help, but now he was pinched by his "opponent" like a persimmon. This made the drunkard feel particularly aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.
You can see the strength of his fists and hands. Although this man is young, his cultivation skills are no lower than his own. He is even better than himself.
"Uh... what are you doing?" Chu Feiyang actually heard the drunkard's voice a long time ago, but he just came out now. When he saw the young and immature face of the drunkard clearly, Chu Feiyang couldn't help but have a headache.
, why did this terrible little guy escape? "Xiao Qing, how did you escape?"
"Boss..." What a surprise!
"Uncle Master..." He was so excited, so excited, that the strength in his hands unconsciously increased a bit, making the drunkard's face almost distorted.
"Sweat... Why don't you let go of your hands quickly? Do you want to destroy this old boy?" Although Chu Feiyang was a little unhappy, he was still quite satisfied. At least the strength of this guy Lu Xiaoqing was in front of him.
, and it is true that there are only so few manpower on my side for the time being, and some things still need to be handled by manpower.
The old man is pretty good. He knows how to send me some coolies. I will work harder next time and let him have a grandson. Hehe...
The old man should have asked him to come out. Forget it, just treat it as an exercise. Just don't bother yourself too much.
Lu Xiaoqing, the last of the eight disciples of the old man Xuanyuan Wentian, practiced the Wentian Fist that Xuanyuan Wentian collected from who knows where. Later, after careful processing and guidance by Chu Feiyang, he was no less good than the legendary Baji Fist.
exist.
"Uncle?!" The boss is actually the uncle of this stupid boy?! No wonder he has such powerful hands, there are just as many juniors as there are elders!
Boss?! It turns out that the boss mentioned in this drunkard's mouth is his uncle. His uncle is really doing well! It seems that he can really enjoy the spicy food! Wow... I won't even kill him.
Go back to Death Valley, a place where birds poop... huh