Then he saw Yang Xuan knocking on the Land Rover's window and talking to someone with a smile. Zhou Abao was worried and quickly followed him.
"Excuse me, are you going to pay homage to Luo Sanpao?" Yang Xuan smiled at the other party.
A tough bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat looked Yang Xuan over and said in a deep voice, "Yes, who are you?"
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Oh, I am also going to pay my birthday, but I am in a hurry to go out today, so I have something to trouble you."
The bodyguard was stunned and said impatiently: "What's the matter!"
"It's very simple."
Yang Xuan smiled calmly, "Please faint first."
After saying this, he struck out like lightning, slicing the opponent's neck with a palm knife, and then hit the driver's temple with a cigarette butt. The two people in the front row fainted without saying a word.
There were two people sitting in the back row, but before they could react, Yang Xuan had already opened the car door and reached in with a smile, followed by two more muffled bangs...
Zhou Abao had already been watching dumbfounded. The whole process took less than a second, and the four people in the car fainted instantly without any sound!
"Why are you standing there in a daze? They promised to lend us something and they didn't take the initiative to get it."
Yang Xuan looked at Zhou Abao in a daze, waved his hand and said, "Just borrow two, we can't be greedy."
"oh oh…….."
Only then did Zhou Abao react, and he quickly stepped forward and took out two invitations from the two people in the back row.
The two returned to the small POLO again. Yang Xuan started the car and taught him earnestly, "Did you see that? When you are looking for someone to borrow something, you must speak softly, keep smiling, and impress the other person with your sincerity and personality charm..."
Zhou Abao, who had black lines all over his head next to him, couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Brother Yang, you have such a charming personality!"
The hall on the first floor of Xiaoyao Restaurant is magnificently decorated and can accommodate at least a thousand people at the same time. It is crowded and lively.
Luo Sanpao, who had a bright bald head and wore a Tang suit embroidered with gold, was surrounded by people like stars holding the moon in the moonlight at the guest of honor seat, smiling happily.
"Is that bumpkin Luo Sanpao?"
Yang Xuan strutted into the hall and muttered casually.
These words scared Zhou Abao next to him, and he quickly lowered his voice and said, "Brother Yang, keep your voice down, it will be troublesome if you are heard!"
Zhou Abao is not a coward, but audacious, but he is not a reckless man either. He knows what is going on here. There must be at least two thousand people here inside and outside. If someone hears what he just said, one person can drown them both with a spittle.
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"Hey, look at how cowardly he is, what else could he be if he wasn't a country bumpkin?"
Yang Xuan added nonchalantly.
Zhou Abao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He lowered his voice and said, "Brother Yang, please stop talking. That grandson is indeed a country bumpkin. You can't talk about it here..."
Seeing Zhou Abao's nervous look, Yang Xuan was amused, "Last time at Longquan Villa, when I heard those kids talking about you, they all described you as a god-like figure. How could such a trivial thing scare you like that?
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Zhou Abao blushed and muttered in a low voice, "This is also a scoring situation..."
The two of them chose a table and sat down. As soon as the table was served, Yang Xuan started to feast on a large table of dishes. His mouth was full of oil and he didn't care about his appearance.
"Brother, may I ask which path you are in?"
Several people at the same table frowned, and one of them asked.
"Midway." Yang Xuan returned without raising his head.
The people at the same table looked at each other, what the hell is in the middle?
One of them asked doubtfully, "Excuse me... which area is the middle road?"
In the underground world of Nanjiang, no matter whether it is a big force or a small force, each force has its own scope of activities, but no one present has heard of the place called Zhonglu.
"The middle road is the middle road, where else can it be?"
Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and wiped his oily lips, "But in addition to the middle lane, I sometimes also go to the development lane and the confrontation lane. It doesn't really matter. It depends on my mood. I occasionally go to the jungle."
Everyone has black lines on their foreheads, the game has gone crazy!
Next to him, Zhou Abao almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but he was also so impressed by Yang Xuan.
Those who can come to Luo Sanpao's birthday banquet today are all people of high status. In addition to people from the world, there are also many celebrities and elites from all walks of life. Everyone greets them politely and with a smile, because no one knows
What is the origin of the other party?
But Brother Yang handled it calmly and generously, and Zhou Abao admired him for his calmness and boldness.
After a while, the people at the table frowned and got up and left.
I came here today to attend Luo Sanpao's birthday party. In addition to giving Luo Sanpao face, I also wanted to use this opportunity to expand my network of contacts.
No one would waste time on a country bumpkin who only knows how to play games. Sitting at the same table with such a person is also a shame in their eyes.
"Why are you standing there? You're not hungry. Eat something quickly."
Yang Xuan saw that Zhou Abao didn't move, so he said hello casually, pointed to the plate of roasted turkey in the middle of the table and said, "Keep the chicken legs for me!"
"Okay, then I'll eat chicken wings!"
Zhou Abao was also infected by Yang Xuan's heroic spirit and tore off a roasted golden chicken wing to devour it.
"Can you punch?" Yang Xuandao said.
Zhou Abao wiped his lips and said proudly, "The number one boxing king in Longquan Mountain is the one you are talking about."
"You're bragging, one punch and three cups, whoever loses is the bastard!"
"Come just come, I'm afraid of you!"
Then the two started punching and giving orders, having a great time.
After a while, the guests arrived, and the host came to the stage and announced loudly, "Now, let's invite our birthday boy, Brother Sanpao, to come on stage to speak!"
Amidst thunderous cheers, Luo Sanpao walked onto the stage with a huge belly, fed twice into the microphone, and then said with a smile, "Today is my fiftieth birthday. I am very happy for you all..."
"Six or six smooth, eight horses!"
Luo Sanpao frowned and shouted into the microphone, "Who! Who the hell is yelling here!"
Thousands of guests in the hall also turned their heads at the same time, looking for the source of the sound. Although they could not see the person yet, most of them were already praying for the person who made the sound.
Everyone knows that Luo Sanpao is famous for being face-saving and petty-minded. Today is his fiftieth birthday, and while he was speaking, someone was punching loudly, which caused big trouble.
"Brief briefs, you two are so good...Oh, that's not right, Brother Yang, does that grandson seem to be scolding us?"
Zhou Abao had just punched twice when he suddenly looked at Yang Xuandao.
Yang Xuan slowly lit a cigarette, "Then what do you think we should do?"
Zhou Abao was very nervous when he first came in. Later, he was infected by Yang Xuan's aura unknowingly. In addition, he drank two more drinks, and he had no intention of going back alive today, so he was very courageous.
He slammed the table and shouted angrily at Luo Sanpao on the stage, "You bitch, who are you scolding!"
Wow!
As soon as he said this, the whole hall suddenly gasped in shock. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound to see which two tired guys were looking for death here!