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Chapter 110 Don't dare to make mistakes

The whole thing has gone round and round, but the initiative is still in Ye Shaofeng's hands.

Although Wu Changxing got his son's car back, he paid the price of losing his old face and 600,000 yuan.

The conflict between his son Wu Kesong and Guo Shaohua was spread by Ye Shaofeng. Wu Changxing could no longer restore the situation, so now, he could only place his hope on Ye Shaofeng. If Ye Shaofeng played tricks on him, Wu Changxing's only solution would be to kill them all.

At night, Luyang City Restaurant.

Luyang City Restaurant is one of the most high-end restaurants in Luyang City. The government has half of the shares. It was formerly the city's first guest house.

High-profile foreign dignitaries, rich men, and celebrities all come here to receive entertainment.

The restaurant looks very classic, built like the Tiananmen Tower.

As soon as you enter, it's resplendent. The female greeters standing at the door are all over 1.7 meters tall, with slender figures and regular facial features. When they smile, they are even more beautiful.

The highest-end private room was originally designed to seat sixteen people, but tonight, only five people were seated here.

These five people are: Ye Shaofeng, Guo Shaohua, Quan Fengzhe, Wu Kesong, and the young man who was sitting in the passenger seat on the day of the accident, who rushed out and slashed Guo Shaohua twice.

The boy's name is Han Haoxuan, and he is Wu Kesong's cousin. The two have always had a good relationship since they were young.

It was Han Haoxuan who stabbed the person at that time, so he had to be present at today's occasion. In short, this time we are all here to reconcile. If there is any conflict, let it be resolved.

In this private room, the minimum consumption is 5,666.

As a result, Ye Shaofeng took a few strokes of the menu, a table of food and wine, and rushed out with at least one dollar.

Seeing Ye Shaofeng salivating and ordering food with passion, Wu Kesong's face turned purple. He was not angry, but frightened. He was really worried that Ye Shaofeng would bankrupt his family with this meal, but

Fortunately, fortunately, Ye Shaofeng only ordered a little over 10,000 yuan, which was still acceptable to Wu Kesong.

Ye Shaofeng didn't miss any of the first-grade abalone or delicacies like shark's fin. He ordered various expensive ones. When eating at this time, he didn't seek the best, but only the most expensive.

The drinks and food were all served. There were five of us. It was a little awkward at first, but Ye Shaofeng knew how to adjust. He held the wine glass and drank three large glasses without saying a word.

Three large glasses of Wuliangye rolled in Ye Shaofeng's stomach, which felt so comfortable.

"I'll drink these three glasses first to thank you for sitting at this table and having this meal together.

How should I put it? We all live in the same city, fight and fight, don't go too far.

The whole thing was caused by you, Wu Kesong, driving in the opposite direction and refusing to give way, and you, Han Haoxuan, who came out with a machete and chopped people up. Tell me, are you a little too impulsive? If you chop Guo Shaohua

You are a man with three strengths and two weaknesses, can you bear all these responsibilities? That is killing people! Killing people must be paid with their lives!" Ye Shaofeng scolded like an elder trying to teach a junior.

Wu Kesong and Han Haoxuan did not dare to speak. They could only lower their heads and listen. This time they came with the attitude of losers making peace.

Wu Changxing also told them the seriousness of this matter, so they did not dare to make mistakes...

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