Judging from the sincerity of the bald man, Ding Fan estimated that if he asked for money, he might not give it, so it seemed good to have a free meal.
After sending a message to Gu Qiang and asking him to go eat first, Ding Fan followed the bald man and left Miaoyue Mall. The two bodyguards were carrying several bags of newly purchased women's fashion.
The four of them got into an ordinary black car, turned around a few streets, and stopped in front of a five-story restaurant with a newly replaced plaque, Longchi Restaurant!
"In our restaurant, brothers, you can order whatever you want to eat!" the bald man said arrogantly.
"A pair of two kilograms of lobsters." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Well, it really doesn't happen." The bald man scratched his big head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Just kidding, home-cooked food is fine. Brothers shouldn't see each other outside." Ding Fan said generously.
"Yes, they are brothers! But the wine must be good, and the food must be good." The bald man laughed and made an invitation gesture, and Ding Fan walked in with his hands behind his back.
The outside door is empty, but the inside is equally deserted, and there is still a musty smell inside. This place, no matter how you look at it, is not high-end enough.
The female cashier yawned boredly and fiddled with her phone with her head down. However, when she saw the bald man coming in, she hid the phone under the table, straightened her back and said loudly: "Hello, sir!"
"How many tables of guests have come today?" the bald man asked, pinching his waist.
"Three, three tables!"
"So little? How many times have I told you, send out more orders, send out more orders! Don't act like dead people, too lazy to carry them! Is the second master here?" the bald man said dissatisfied.
"Here we are, waiting on the third floor!" the female cashier replied quickly.
"Brother, don't be ridiculous. The new store has opened and no one is coming. It will be fine in a few days." The bald man shook his head as he walked up the stairs.
"I'm afraid it will get worse in a few days." Ding Fan didn't think so, "The location is good, but the feng shui is a bit problematic. I guess the previous one didn't run well either. At best, it just broke even."
"That's right. How about transferring it at a low price?" The bald man's eyes suddenly lit up. He was naturally convinced of Ding Fan's ability and quickly said: "Brother, wait until you are full and full, then you can help me watch."
If you look at Feng Shui, you will be rewarded!"
Arriving in front of a large private room on the third floor, the bald man took the bags from the bodyguard's hands, waved back, and the two of them retreated knowingly.
The bald man opened the door directly, and Ding Fan saw a man and a woman sitting inside, talking. The man was in his early thirties, average-looking, with short hair, tall build, and a dragon tattooed on his left arm. The woman was quite beautiful.
Yes, but a bit miserable, with a large piece of gauze stuck to the corner of his mouth, his whole face a bit swollen, his chest also wrapped with gauze, and his snow-white shoulders exposed.
"Dali, the clothes I personally chose for you are all the latest styles worn by models. They will definitely look better on you than on them." The bald man handed the bag over with a smile on his face.
The woman glanced at Ding Fan, took the clothes, and threw them aside without even looking at them.
"You threw away a piece of my brother's heart?"
The bald man was a little unhappy and was about to ask Ding Fan to sit down when he saw his Dali girl hurriedly got up and blocked the door. With a click, she locked the door behind her back.
"Dali, what kind of style do you have?" the bald man asked in confusion.
"He, he is Ding Fan! Big brother, second brother, no matter what, we can't let him run away." The woman said anxiously.
Ding Fan?
The bald man was stunned on the spot. Along the way, he forgot to ask the boy's name. Of course, he never formally introduced himself.
At this moment, Ding Fan also remembered that this woman was the double-knife woman whose mouth was torn apart by Wu Yahuan and whose breasts were blown out. They were enemies on a narrow road, but they actually met in a restaurant! Apparently, she was still a third-in-command!
Ding Fan did not panic and said with a smile: "This eldest sister, what a coincidence, we meet again. It seems that although I have always been low-key, I still have a good reputation!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I owe this injury to you, and I will destroy you today." Anger rose in the woman's eyes, and when she gritted her teeth, she tore the wound, and her face was deformed.
At the same time, another man in the same room had already pulled out a dagger and was playing very smoothly. The dagger was spinning freely in his palm like a top.
"Sister, I have no conscience, I never hit you, but you always want to steal my good wine, driving me around." Ding Fan looked innocent and hid aside in fear.
"Ha, it is indeed a coincidence. I went to the mall for the first time and was brought back by Ding Fan." The bald man had a complicated expression and rolled up his sleeves out of habit, as if he was about to start a fight.
"Bald brother, I kindly saved your life, but you brought me to the Hongmen Banquet. It's so unethical!" Ding Fan said with a bitter face.
The bald man was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had brought Ding Fan here as a benefactor. He hit his head hard a few times, took a few deep breaths, and ordered: "Second brother, Dali, you all go first.
Sit down, don't scare brother Ding Fan."
"Brother, you can't let him go! Otherwise, you will deny me as a girl!" the woman said anxiously.
"Didn't I tell you everything on the phone? If it hadn't been for this brother, I would have been killed by a spinning top that fell from the sky. Due to human nature, a treat is a must." The bald man insisted.
"Thank you, I also hope to be able to travel as a dead ghost. Oh, what a miserable life!" Ding Fan sighed longly, looking quite pitiful.
The four of them sat down in a quadrilateral shape, and Ding Fan inquired: "Since you all know my name, please tell me the names of my brothers and sisters, so that I can address them as well."
"My name is Pang Feilong, this is Shen Jinlong, and my sister is Chi Li." The bald man introduced.
"Flying dragon, golden dragon, the name is quite domineering."
Ding Fan gave a thumbs up in praise. He had already figured out that this was the stronghold of the Ssangyong Gang. From the name, he also learned the origin of the Ssangyong Gang.
He turned his head again, cupped his fists and said, "Sister Li! As her name suggests, she is beautiful and generous."
"Stop fucking, you are a pest. I am so beautiful like this!" Chi Li said angrily.
"Is the corner of your mouth broken? You are indeed ruthless!" Ding Fan said in a serious tone.
"Shit! It's not a big deal, I've been thinking about plastic surgery for a long time! But it was you who hit my head and cracked my chin! And my hand was crushed to pieces!" Chi Li said angrily.
"I really didn't mean it. I just wanted to save my life when I was in a mess. Hey, I'm just a little security guard. I don't know anyone in my life. I don't know why I offended Sister Li." Ding Fan sighed again and said pitifully: "Sister, can you
Can’t you let me die and understand?”
"Don't mention death all the time. It's awkward." Bald Pang Feilong frowned. He almost burped today and was a little sensitive to this word.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside. Pang Feilong shouted to come in, but there was no response. Then he remembered that Chi Li had locked the door, so he had to get up and open the door.
Two male waiters came in. One of them had a bandage on his arm and was serving food to the table with one hand. He looked like one of the knife-wielding thugs that night.