Manager Liu nodded hurriedly and bent down to make arrangements.
Wang Qingwu and Zhuo Yiyi also sat down next to Ye Fan gracefully.
Zheng Junqing was helpless: "If it were me before, this restaurant would have been leveled by an excavator."
Wang Qingwu glanced at Zheng Junqing, and then exchanged Ye Fan's defective porcelain bowl with hers:
"Sit down. It doesn't matter whether it's a wing or a loft. What matters is who you eat with."
She signaled Zheng Junqing not to worry too much.
"Too!"
Zheng Junqing chuckled: "You will enjoy eating with Mr. Ye, let alone the attic, even under the overpass."
Wang Qingwu's pretty face turned red: "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, so be careful I tell your wife that you are playing music every night in Wucheng."
Hearing this, Zheng Junqing hurriedly begged for mercy: "Sister Qing, dear sister, I was wrong. Please show your noble hand and spare my life."
Wang Qingwu hummed: "Then it depends on your performance..."
After everyone chatted and laughed, Zhuo Yiyi handed a tablet to Ye Fan:
"Young Master Ye, this is something handed over by the Shenguang Merchant Alliance through Hamus."
"A treasury of 100 billion composed of cash, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings."
"One hundred shady videos involving Tiemu and Shen family members."
"Free licensing for thirty international first-tier brands."
"More than a thousand hectares of land that has been enclosed for many years, as well as equity interests in companies such as Tulip Hotel..."
"Hamus and the others are willing to spend half of the Shenguang Merchant Alliance's assets to save their lives."
"And he is willing to do anything we ask him to do in the future."
"By the way, the three hundred Spartan warriors under the Shenguang Merchant Alliance can also be requisitioned by us at any time!"
Zhuo Yiyi looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "The only requirement is that we be generous and let three thousand foreign businessmen go."
"To be so generous and sincere, it's obvious that there is too much blood on your hands."
Ye Fan sighed with emotion: "If it wasn't so unclean, why wouldn't you even dare to hold it together in a group?"
"Master Ye, Hamus and others are all under our radar, and the top ten foreign shopping malls such as ATOS have also been taken over by us."
Zhuo Yiyi took over the topic: "If you don't want to keep Hamus and the others, I can kill them at any time with your order."
Ye Fan flipped through the tablet, and then Feng Qingyun said:
"They are foreign businessmen, they have a lot of energy and connections, and they have a lot of international influence."
"It would be too wasteful to kill him so early."
"And at the cusp of the storm, they must have tightened their nerves and would be very anxious to attack them."
"If you are not careful, you will lose a lot of martial arts experts."
"So, collect the things, give them a way out, and let Hamus be the president of the Shenguang Merchant Alliance."
"But tell Hamus, to be the president, you must have the achievements of being the president."
"Let him select a group of foreign key personnel and send them to the capital of Xia Kingdom."
"Within three months, no matter how much manpower is spent or how much money is spent, the Shenguang Merchant Alliance must gain a firm foothold in the capital of Xia Kingdom."
Ye Fan made a decision.
Sooner or later, he would have to go north for a decisive battle with Temujin, so he was destined to need a force to take the front line.
A first-class foreigner is the best choice.
"clear!"
Zhuo Yiyi nodded, then looked hesitant: "But I'm worried that it will be difficult to control these people after they leave Wucheng..."
Ye Fan wanted to have thought of this problem a long time ago, picked up the tea poured by Wang Qingwu and took two sips:
"Hamus can send people north, but Hamus cannot leave Wucheng. Once he crosses the border, he will be killed."
"This will force Hamus to only send his cronies and reliable businessmen to the capital."
"In addition, if you give the foreign businessmen going north to take the pills prepared by my brother, they will be safe."
Having said this, he waved his hand to Miao Fenglang.
Miao Fenglang walked up with a bang, then took out a medicine bottle and threw it to Zhuo Yiyi.
Zhuo Yiyi opened it, and a fresh fragrance suddenly hit her nostrils.
She took a closer look and saw thirty small white pills.
She poured one out and put it in her palm, and asked out of curiosity: "Master Ye, what kind of medicine is this?"
“You’ll know after you eat one!”
Miao Fenglang slapped the back of Zhuo Yiyi's hand, causing the pill to hit Zhuo Yiyi's throat with a whoosh.
Zhuo Yiyi's face changed drastically and she wanted to spit it out, but it already melted in her mouth.
Colorless and odorless, it penetrates very quickly.
"Jingle Bell!"
Before anyone could react, Miao Fenglang had a black bell in his hand.
The bell swayed slightly, and the sound was fleeting and not harsh, just like a wind chime blowing.
But when it fell on Zhuo Yiyi's ears, her body suddenly shook.
"ah--"
Zhuo Yiyi fell to the ground, blood oozed from her mouth and nose, and she covered her heart and screamed, as if she had been stabbed.
When Wang Qingwu was so frightened that he hid in Ye Fan's arms, Miao Fenglang flicked his wrist again.
The bell rang softly again, and Zhuo Yiyi screamed again: "Ah——"
She rolled on the spot and banged her head against the wall, looking extremely uncomfortable: "No, no, don't -"
When Miao Fenglang rang the bell for the third time, Zhuo Yiyi rolled several meters away and spurted a mouthful of blood from her mouth.
She couldn't even scream, which showed how terrible the pain was.
The four martial arts disciples who went to help her were thrown three meters away by her.
It's like madness, it scares me.
Atagu tried to control Zhuo Yiyi, but was hit by her punch and retreated for a walk.
The crazy Zhuo Yiyi is extremely domineering.
Ye Fan saw that Zhuo Yiyi couldn't hold it anymore and shouted out: "Miao Fenglang, stop!"
Miao Fenglang grabbed the shaking bell and stopped it from making any sound.
Then he pinched out another pill and stuffed it into Zhuo Yiyi's mouth.
Ye Fan gave her a sip of tea.
Zhuo Yiyi sat back on the chair, gasping for air, her face was pale, her eyes were fearful, and she couldn't react for a long time...
"This medicine and this bell are for you."
Miao Fenglang pushed something into Zhuo Yiyi's hand: "Anyone who is poisoned will die if the bell rings nine times within a hundred meters."
Ye Fan smiled: "Ms. Zhuo, are you worried about the foreign businessmen sent abroad now?"
"Don't worry, completely don't worry, this is really a trick of the devil."
Zhuo Yiyi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and looked at Miao Fenglang again, as if he had seen a ghost.
Her loyalty to Ye Fan also increased by three points.
Zheng Junqing let out a burst of hearty laughter and flattered Mark:
"Hahaha, Master Ye is worthy of being Master Ye. He has many capable people under his command."
"In my eyes, there are only ten people who can be regarded as characters, and Master Ye is one of them."
"The three cornerstones of the five masters are the nine-thousand-year-old coach, and the other one is Young Master Ye!"
"Other than that, I, Zheng Junqing, can never see anyone in the world."
"In today's world, young people are like crucian carp crossing the river."
Before Ye Fan could wave his hand in response, a disdainful woman snorted from the entrance of the stairs:
"Sit in a well and look at the sky, and you won't be afraid of letting your tongue slip."
Wang Qingwu and Zheng Junqing were all stunned.
The top floor of Zhaixing Restaurant was empty, except for Ye Fan and his five tables.
At this moment, an extra person suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs guarded by six martial arts disciples.
A woman wrapped in black cloth and a white headscarf.
And she continued what Zheng Junqing said with a cold voice:
"If you haven't seen extraordinary people, then you haven't seen me, the Indian Po..."
