"Who was making the noise just now? In a high-end hotel like Wangyue Tower, where did this country bumpkin come from? He spoiled my mood."
Everyone in the lobby followed the sound and saw a handsome young man, wearing extremely tacky clothes embroidered with gold threads. He was walking downstairs while talking. Looking at his slightly red cheeks, he knew that this man was a little drunk.
When the waiter saw this man coming downstairs, his eyes became even more anxious. Everyone also lowered their heads to drink and eat, for fear of offending this young man.
It turns out that this man is the biological son of the boss of a company that is not too small or too big in Xidan City. He is called Gongzi Ge. He is a standard dandy. He has no job and spends all day drinking and singing here. He is also called Xidan.
The devil in the city.
"I'm going to teach this young man a lesson."
Ye Wushuang usually fights against injustice, but this time Ye Zian suddenly stopped her.
"Hey, no, no, no, let's see what this guy is going to do first."
Ye Zian pulled Ye Wushuang back. He didn't want to protect this young man, but he felt in his heart that this man might not be an economical person. It would be good if he could teach this young dandy a lesson.
"What did you say!"
The man saw the young man coming downstairs who was less than twenty years old and making rude remarks, so he felt unhappy.
"You country bumpkin, don't you know who I am? Who dares to talk to me like that!"
After hearing this, the young master was furious. He was usually undisciplined and cynical. Moreover, his father was a boss in the city and he had no hobbies except making money. There are still many such pampered young masters in Xidan City.
When he heard this, he was furious and rushed towards the big man with staggering steps.
"Hey, Master Jiang, please slow down and calm down..."
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the waiter hurriedly stepped forward to hold the young master, but before he could finish his words, he pushed him away and saw the young master bumping into the big man.
When the big man saw him rushing towards him, he also thought about teaching him a lesson. He grabbed a handful of chopsticks, muttered a formula in his mouth, and softly said "go", and saw the dozens of chopsticks heading toward him like bees' needles.
The young man flew away.
The young master had never seen such a battle before. Before he could regain his senses, the chopsticks were shaking, black pokes, and flying straight in front of his eyes like bows and arrows. The young master was so frightened that he closed his eyes, thinking that he was about to see Yama.
, but only felt like being pulled back by a gust of wind, and then fell heavily against the wall. He screamed in pain, but did not dare to struggle, thinking that he would only get bruises from the fall.
The young master felt that there was no movement for a long time, so he bravely opened his eyes slowly, and saw that the chopsticks had torn through his clothes, and he was nailed to the wall like a nail, unable to move. Everyone was even more surprised when they saw this, the chopsticks looked like
It was designed in advance, but not one of them was hit on the body. They were all nailed to the clothes without any bias.
The young master has been pampered since he was a child. He has never been wronged like this. At the moment, he was angry and anxious, and refused to forgive, saying:
"You, do you know who I am? If you don't let me go, I'll have your head chopped off and your flesh cut off!"
The big man originally just wanted to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect that the other party not only didn't know his fault, but became even more arrogant. He couldn't help but feel angry and refused to say anything. He slapped the table and flew up. In an instant, he was in front of the young master. He was so fast that he
A gust of wind was raised, and everyone was even more shocked. In the blink of an eye, they flew several feet away. This move seemed to others to have been practiced kung fu, but Ye Zian and Ye Wushuang could tell at a glance that this person was a monk.
!
"You, what do you want to do?"
The young master was so panicked at this moment that he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
I saw the big man raised his palm, and hit the young master hard on the face with a "pop" sound. However, the big man didn't use magic anymore. He only relied on his own strength, but it was also full of force, and the young master's cheek
It suddenly became red and swollen.
"Help, it's time to kill!"
The young master felt his cheeks burning, and he probably had one of his teeth knocked out. He no longer had the airs of a young master in the past, so he began to cry.
The big man was about to hit him again, but when he saw that the young master had turned pale with fear, he thought that he had gone too far, and he had taught this rude young man a lesson anyway, so he waved his hand casually, and the chopsticks lost their spiritual energy and scattered on the ground.
Spells.
The young master felt his body lighten and fell heavily to the ground. His clothes were in tatters and he was in a state of utter disarray. Although he felt extremely hateful in his heart, he knew that he was no match for the big man in front of him.
"Just wait, don't leave if you can!"
After saying the harsh words, the young master no longer cared about his dignity and ran out, fearing that the man would chase him.
The man didn't pay attention. Instead, he waved and called the frightened waiter beside him.
"Waiter, why are you standing there? Why don't you go get the wine?"
When the man saw the waiter motionless, he gradually grew impatient.
"Sir, I'm not bluffing you. The best private room in the store has been reserved by a customer. There are no private rooms above. You haven't made a reservation in advance, so we can't find one for you.
Come on, we have rules in our store, sir, please don’t make things difficult for me."
After saying this, the waiter was worried, fearing that the man would hit him with a palm as big as a banana, and his body would not be able to withstand it.
The man couldn't help but became furious when he heard this. He grabbed the waiter's shirt and shouted:
"What! Did you see me dressed like this and think I can't afford the food? I'm telling you, I can buy your restaurant more than enough."
At this time, Ye Zian suddenly stood up, came to the big man's side, and said to the waiter:
"I mean you too. Wasn't that young man sitting in the private room just now? You could just vacate that room."
Seeing that Ye Zian came forward to smooth things over for the first time, Ye Wushuang already understood in his heart that he felt that the man in front of him seemed like a stupid and rich man, and it was estimated that Ye Zian wanted to have a meal this time.
"You are a sensible person."
The big man looked at Ye Zian in front of him. Seeing that Ye Zian was dressed simply and did not look like a rich man, he felt that this man must have a good heart, so he nodded and said.
The waiter felt even more miserable and couldn't express his pain, so he hurriedly explained with a cry in his voice:
"Sir, no, sir, sir, I don't dare to fool you. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look. Today our last private room has been reserved. I really am not lying to you, and there is no falsehood at all."
"I don't think you dare to fool me. It's a young man leading the way. This city man deserves a beating. I must teach him a lesson."
After saying that, the man let go and stood up, letting the waiter lead him upstairs.