Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 131 I Can't Burn You?
Before, the waiter arrogantly asked Zhang Xianqu to urinate and take a picture, but now, Zhang Xianqu kicked him back unceremoniously.

Fan Chengfeng also found it funny, "That woman also has no discernment at all. Since she likes money so much, there is a future local tycoon in front of her, and she chooses the little dividend."

"blindness,"

Zhang Xianqu mumbled a few words, not knowing whether he was talking about the girl named Sasha or himself.

Fan Chengfeng dragged the waiter out of the private room, and there happened to be a waiter carrying a tray to deliver wine to other private rooms. Seeing this scene, he immediately picked up the wine and rushed towards the first floor.

He smiled and glanced at the dragged waiter, "Why don't you ask your boss to come out and talk?"

In fact, the waiter had long wanted to use the walkie-talkie on his waist to call for help, but being dragged along by Fan Chengfeng from the beginning to the end, he never had that chance.

Now Fan Chengfeng stopped to give him a chance, naturally without any hesitation, he took the walkie-talkie and yelled loudly: "Security, security, there is trouble on the second floor, hurry up."

Zhang Xianqu snatched the walkie-talkie, "Call your manager over here, or I will burn down this dilapidated shop."

How deterrent is this sentence?

Five seconds later, footsteps were heard from the stairs, and within ten seconds, Fan Chengfeng and the others stood in front of more than a dozen security guards.

However, these people did not dare to act rashly.

Zhang Xianqu took his mobile phone and turned on the recording function, "Come on, let all the netizens see how awesome your bar is, how about playing wine, security guards and bullying customers, how about a gorgeous online live broadcast?"

All the security guards looked at each other in blank dismay. This matter was too big for them to make a decision.

In the end, a security guard stepped out and said to Zhang Xianqu, "Our bar is a serious business. If you slander our bar's reputation like this, be careful and I will sue you for defamation."

Faced with Zhang Xianqu, who was not sure if he was broadcasting live, the security guards didn't have the guts to come up and test it, so they could only take the serious nonsense route.

"This joke is not funny at all,"

Fan Chengfeng moved the waiter forward, as if throwing people away, and hit several security guards in an instant.

This force made many people gasp.

"There are hooligans telling me that they are doing serious business. Do you think everyone in the world is fooling around?"

Fan Chengfeng sneered disdainfully, and pointed at the security guard who was talking, "Don't think that you are really hanging with the electric baton. Sometimes, the number of people is just to determine the posture in which you fall, that's all."

Fan Chengfeng didn't pay much attention to the dozen or so security guards.

Fan Chengfeng was really annoyed that the little trick of wine holding was played on his brother.

Especially in the back, the waiter's disdainful words made people even more angry.

"Ask your boss to come out and give an explanation, otherwise I will do what I say today, and I will not be a human being if I don't burn this dilapidated shop."

Zhang Xianqu cheered for Fan Chengfeng from behind.

"If you have any questions, just tell me directly,"

The security guard was very unhappy and wanted to show his ability.

However, seeing Fan Chengfeng's figure move, those security guards only felt a blur in front of them, as if they had been pushed and shoved, and the electric batons in their hands were no longer in their hands.

Looking at each other, they both saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Fan Chengfeng threw a dozen electric batons on the ground, "Do you want me to say it again?"

At this time, his voice was full of indifference as if it came from the Nine Netherworld.

Seizing the electric baton was just a warning, if he wanted to be a hero again, Fan Chengfeng didn't mind giving them that.

The head of security, that is, the security guard who joked with Fan Chengfeng that their bar was a serious business, took out his mobile phone to make a call in front of Fan Chengfeng, said a few words in a low voice, and then said to Fan Chengfeng: "Wait, we The boss is here."

"2 minutes,"

Fan Chengfeng raised two fingers, "If you don't show up within 2 minutes, then I will waste two bottles of alcohol."

Facing such capable and extremely powerful people, this group of security guards is really a headache.

The security chief could only bite the bullet and say to Fan Chengfeng: "Don't be impulsive, my boss is upstairs, come down immediately."

Fan Chengfeng simply asked Zhang Xianqu to sit in the private room together, touched under the coffee table, and unexpectedly found a small plastic bucket, which contained a lot of red wine.

"You really have a problem with your eyes, brother,"

In this way, some of the red wine can be cut off for someone, Fan Chengfeng doesn't know what to say about this guy.

"Being catered to by her for a while, I can hardly find Bei."

Zhang Xianqu laughed at himself, seeing many things aside, he naturally had the courage to face them.

Zhang Xianqu made a joke tonight, but he felt that it was an eye-opener.

He poured the red wine from the barrel into the wine glass, then shook the red wine glass and took a sip.

This is very standard, but it's all superficial skills, completely learned from TV dramas.

Shaking the glass of red wine looks like a successful person, but it's a pity that there is a beautiful girl who lights a cigar.

"What kind of compensation do you plan to ask for later?"

Zhang Xianqu smiled, "Apology is definitely indispensable,"

"Using fake wine to entertain my brother, there is no such thing as tens of thousands of mental damage fees, don't think about what happened today."

Fan Chengfeng added a sentence later.

Now that he has even played the trick of holding the wine, it must be that the wine is really not going anywhere.

Zhang Xianqu looked at Fan Chengfeng in surprise, "Is it really appropriate for us to do this?"

"You are still too young."

"The wicked will be tortured by the wicked,"

"Today, if they ran into me, it can only be said that they were unlucky."

Looking at the hole on the door panel of the private room, Zhang Xianqu seems to understand.

Just as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes hurried over, and the security guard turned on all the lights in the private room.

"You don't care if someone is making trouble in the bar. What's the use of me raising you?"

After saying such a sentence, a hesitant expression appeared on the security guard's face.

"It seems that you are the owner of this bar?"

Fan Chengfeng squinted his eyes and looked at him with his legs crossed.

"Is it you who kept saying that you were going to burn down my broken shop?"

The bar owner first reprimanded his employees, and then confronted Fan Chengfeng with a very strong aura.

"I can't burn you in this kind of dirty place?"

Fan Chengfeng yelled, picked up the plastic bucket that still contained red wine, and threw it at the bar owner.

Crazy, in fact, everyone will.

Fan Chengfeng's madness was aimed at people.

"Then you can try it. I, Tang Yueqi, will wait and see."

Tang Yueqi is the big owner of this bar. He was considered a well-known figure in Yulongxue before. If he dared to play tricks like drinking wine, how could he do it if he didn't have the guts?

However, his name was nothing but a joke in front of Fan Chengfeng, a newcomer who had just arrived at Yulongxue.

(End of this chapter)