Chapter Eight hundred and thirteenth I made the decision for you
Park Young-ryong's grip is very powerful.
He believed that he could crush even a stone with a click, let alone a hand.
As for what would happen after Ye Fan broke off his hand, he didn't bother to think about it. Big people never consider the misery of small people.
Qian Jiaxin and others also caught Park Young-ryong's action, and their minds instantly thought of scenes of masters competing in movies and TV shows.
They all showed gloating smiles.
Everyone thought that Ye Fan would shed his skin this time even if he didn't die.
"Well -" Just Park Yinglong shook his hand hard, but Ye Fan didn't change his color at all, and still kept his smile: "Mr. Park is right, being a flower protector does require strength."
"If I can be invited here by Miss Tang, I won't be the embroidered pillow you talk about."
"At least I can really take a bullet for Miss Tang, so I've decided on this personal bodyguard."
"Otherwise, it will not only slap me in the face, but also question Miss Tang's gaze."
Ye Fan calmly digested Pu Yinglong's power.
The reason why he didn't fight back immediately was because he wanted to give Qian Jiaxin some face.
After all, she always thinks about Tang Ruoxue.
"strength?"
Qian Jiaxin lightly opened her red lips: "Strength is not something you can boast about, but a real display."
"I don't believe that your little arms and legs can protect Miss Tang."
She winked at Park Yinglong again, signaling him to use more force to make Ye Fan look embarrassed.
Pu Yinglong squinted his eyes and added some strength, and also used his hand to spread muscles and bones, trying to make Ye Fan cry and scream.
But the power still fell into the sea and had no effect at all.
Ye Fan smiled calmly, nothing happened.
Qian Jiaxin couldn't help frowning, thinking that Park Yinglong didn't use enough force, and wondered if he didn't bother to teach a small character like Ye Fan a lesson?
Little did she know that Park Yinglong was also secretly wondering where his strength had gone.
"Bang -" At this moment, the door was pushed open with a loud noise, and an elderly nun in gray clothes walked in.
Pu Yinglong withdrew his hand and did not continue to compete with Ye Fan.
This guy is so evil.
Ye Fan didn't say much, he just looked at the uninvited guest curiously.
When Qian Jiaxin saw the gray-robed nun appearing, she hurriedly said respectfully: "Senior Sister Shanxin, good afternoon, what can I do for you?"
This nun is someone close to Master Nirvana, so she needs to give her some face.
"The guest monk got the wrong room."
The elderly nun glanced around the wing, then looked at Qian Jiaxin and said indifferently: "I asked the restaurant to reserve this wing yesterday. Unexpectedly, the waiter was so busy that he forgot and gave it to Miss Qian."
"Now I need this wing to receive guests, and I would like to ask Miss Qian to move to other rooms or the hall."
"As an apology, I'll give you a 20% discount on this meal."
She seemed calm and calm, but her tone was unquestionable.
"Master Shanxin, I am entertaining friends."
Qian Jiaxin frowned slightly: "We are still two distinguished guests who have come all the way. It is not appropriate to move to another room at this time."
"If our occupation of this private room brings trouble to Senior Sister Shanxin, then I can pay three times the private room fee to make up for it."
She maintained a touch of patience: "This fee is enough for senior sister to entertain the distinguished guests."
Senior Sister Shanxin said calmly: "This is not a matter of money. I think you should move it..." "Sister Shanxin, we are in business, you let us enter the wing, and we paid the fee according to the rules."
Qian Jiaxin's pretty face sank: "We have the right to use the wing."
"For you to ask us to leave the wing at this time is not only against business rules, but also unkind."
"This will bring reputational damage to the restaurant and Master Nirvana."
She showed her strength: "Besides, Baiyun Jingzhai is quite famous, but I, Qian Jiaxin, am not a soft persimmon either."
Upon hearing this, Shanxin sneered: "It's useless for Miss Qian to put on airs with me. It's not like I want to occupy this wing."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that she is going to entertain Mr. Han Changshan in this wing room that Master Ji Mie asked me to stay today."
"Master and Mr. Han will arrive soon."
Shanxin looked sarcastic: "Miss Qian is so awesome, why don't you just repeat it to Master and Mr. Han?"
Hearing that Master Nie Mie and Han Changshan were coming, Qian Jiaxin's arrogance weakened by more than half.
One is the master's wife who is given face by the powerful people in Hong Kong, and the other is the head of the Han family, one of the four wealthy families.
She, the daughter of a rich family, cannot afford to offend.
But just walking away in despair, she felt that she had lost all face, and it would be difficult to hold her head up in front of Tang Ruoxue and Pu Yinglong in the future.
Qian Jiaxin's pretty face is very ugly.
At this time, Master Nirvana's majestic voice came from outside the door: "Shan Xin, Mr. Han and the others are here, why are you dawdling?"
Upon hearing this, Senior Sister Shanxin hurriedly exited the door and explained: "Master, there is a bit of misunderstanding. Miss Han is inside..." Qian Jiaxin's eyelids jumped and she glanced awkwardly at Tang Ruoxue and Pu Yinglong.
"Jiaxin, if you make a mistake in the room, please give it back to me."
Tang Ruoxue was considerate: "When we eat, we are gathering people, not rooms. It doesn't matter if we change the place."
"Ms. Tang's words are wrong."
At this time, Park Yinglong smiled proudly: "This is not only a change of room, but also face. If we leave like this, it will be difficult to be a good person in the future."
"Ms. Qian, let me settle this little matter."
He then took a step forward and opened the door with a clang.
A cold wind rushed in.
Ye Fan and the others' vision suddenly became clear, and they saw Shanxin leading seven or eight men and women in colorful clothes.
Master Nie Mie and Han Changshan suddenly came into view.
"Everyone, I am Park Yinglong, the best dragon in the South. I once studied under Master Quan Xiangguo."
Park Yinglong glanced at the crowd and said loudly: "In this wing, Miss Qian and I are having dinner now."
"Please give me Park Yinglong some face, how about you find another place to gather together?"
While speaking, he reached out and patted a decorative statue of a good-luck boy at the door.
With a click, the one-meter-high Buddha statue shattered into pieces and fell to the ground into a pile of fragments.
Then Park Young-ryong clapped his hands and put them behind his back, looking like a master.
When the door opened, Master Ji Mie and Han Changshan looked over with cold eyes.
Seeing Pu Yinglong shouting and smashing the Buddha statue, Master Ji Mie wanted to slap him.
Damn it, the Buddha statue worth millions was destroyed... But Master Ji Mie's expression quickly stiffened just like Han Changshan's.
Because they all saw Ye Fan next to Tang Ruoxue.
Master Nie Mie and Han Changshan twitched their lips almost at the same time, as if they didn't expect to bump into this little devil here.
Ye Fan smiled at the two old acquaintances as a greeting.
"Let's go, Mr. Han."
Master Ji Mie quickly regained her composure: "Let's change to a separate room for dinner."
Han Changshan nodded lightly, and then left with Master Jie Mie and the others.
Pu Yinglong raised his hands and shouted: "Thank you all. If I have the opportunity another day, I will treat you all to a banquet to apologize."
As soon as Han Changshan and the others disappeared, the female companions around Qian Jiaxin cheered: "Mr. Park, you are so powerful, you broke the statue with one palm."
"Yes, even Master Nie Mie and Mr. Han gave you face. This is really shocking."
"In Hong Kong City, you are probably the only one who can make Master Nirvana and Mr. Han change rooms."
"He is indeed the best dragon in the South, the dragon among men..." The girls all thought that Han Changshan and the others were scared off by Park Yinglong, and they began to admire and praise him even more.
"Ruoxue, I have made the decision for you..." Qian Jiaxin looked at Tang Ruoxue with high spirits: "Mr. Park will be your personal bodyguard from now on..."
