Master of the city

"Sick!"

Listening to Zhang Fan's words of lecturing Da Laohei, Luo Qianqian could not help but scold him secretly. He had no problem in intelligence when he was admitted to this school. How could he not recognize that Zhang Fan was criticizing the mulberry tree and the locust tree?

But she's too lazy to talk to such a poor loser. Anyway, she's just a fool. Maybe she can stay in school for a few days.

"Qianqian, you don't have Stockholm syndrome, do you? Just after being scolded by that boy in the classroom, you began to pay attention to him?" At this time, a good female classmate who played with Luo Qianqian poked her ribs with her fingers, and her face was full of the smell of narrowing.

"I care about him? You don't have to be kidding, OK? This kind of guy who wants talent but no talent, wants ability but no ability knows how to show off and gain attention. Who will pay attention to him? I just want to see what kind of moth he can play. "

Luo Qian disdained of waved.

"Let's go. Let's have lunch. I have to eat something light at noon today. I was disgusted by that boy before. I feel sick when I see him. Take a quick bite. In the afternoon, Mr. Liang asked me out to play. I can't be late. "

"Well, let's go together. It's better to be Qianqian, to be beautiful, to study and to have a good family. If I have such good conditions as you, I will catch a golden turtle. "

The girl's mouth is constantly reciting, the action on the hand is not stopped, holding Luo Qianqian's arm is about to go, but at this time, Luo Qianqian's body suddenly came out with a "Ding Dong" sound, she took out her mobile phone to look at the newly received message, her face suddenly became a bit ugly.

"Qianqian, what's the matter? What can I do for you?"

"Oh, no, it's OK. It's about the appointment in the afternoon. Let's go to dinner. "

Luo Qianqian adjusted her mood, and a smile reappeared on her face, greeting the girl to leave together.

Here, Zhang Fan also left the school road with Da Laohei, who has been struggling for a long time, and went to find a place to eat at the school gate. Zhang Fan's meal card has not been finished yet, so he can't eat in the school canteen. As for Da Laohei, Ya is not even a student here. Of course, he can only follow Zhang Fan obediently.

Zhang Fan didn't know which restaurant nearby had delicious food, so he chose the number one scholar building he had been to before. As a result, as soon as he got to the door, the young lady's face became stiff when she saw Zhang Fan.

"Well, sir, are you two?"

Zhang Fan was about to take the big black into the door, but he was stopped by the welcoming lady.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Zhang Fan's brow is slightly wrinkled. Generally speaking, even if the welcoming lady wants to ask the number of guests, she won't stop them so stiffly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir. Our boss told us that the number one building is a small business and can't bear to toss. Last time, our boss lost a lot of money to brother Diao. What the boss means is that you have been listed in the blacklist of our number one building, which belongs to the guests who won't receive. You see, you'd better find another hotel to solve it, OK Is that right? I'm here to apologize to you on behalf of all the staff of Zhuangyuan building. "

After that, the welcome lady stepped back and made a 90 degree deep bow, and she didn't mean to get up at all.

“WHAT？ Is this the way your Huaxia hotel is? Customer is God, do you understand? How can we shut out the guests like this? "

Tom said that he, a black man, had never encountered such discrimination in the United States and was blacklisted by hotels. What the hell is this?

"Don't get excited, Tom."

Zhang Fan patted Da Laohei on the shoulder. This blacklist is because I had a fight with Diao Yuantu here last time. At that time, I was not alone. There were so many students in the Department of archaeology. The boss of the number one scholar building pulled Zhang Fan into the blacklist, which means that he refused the business of the whole department of archaeology. In the future, the students of the Department of archaeology would never come to take care of his business.

Even if the news that the professors of Jingcheng University were blacklisted after they were provoked and attacked in the No. 1 building was sent out, maybe the whole Jingcheng University will launch a boycott of the No. 1 building, because they are beating the face of Jingcheng University.

As a restaurant that depends on the school to eat, it can offend the school to such an extent, which fully shows how famous Diao Yuantu is.

"But, master, this is discrimination."

"I said don't be excited. Master has a way to deal with it. Tom, have you ever killed anyone? "

Zhang Fan said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, but the young lady was scared to shiver. What do you mean? Isn't it just a blacklist? What a big deal? Is this for the nigger to kill? Elder brother, although foreigners are always given preferential treatment in China, you can't do things like killing people casually. OK.

"Don't be afraid. You're the only one who welcomes me. What can I do with you? Give your boss a call and ask me where Diao Yuantu's home is. I'm going to visit him. "

"Ah? This... "Welcome is very hesitant, do not know whether this call should be made.

"If you want to beat Diao Yuantu, you can beat him. He is still alive now, which means that I can clean up Diao Yuantu. Does your boss only know how to be afraid of him, not me?"

When Miss Yingbin heard this, she was immediately nervous again. Yes, Diao Yuantu is so arrogant. Can't you find a way to get back the place after losing money? But he is still fine. Immediately, Miss Yingbin dialed the boss's phone, said no two words, the boss let her call directly to Zhang Fan.

The boss listen to the voice is a middle-aged man, in the phone first is a burst of sorry for Zhang Fan, explained some to pull him into the blacklist of the place.

Zhang Fan is not in the mood to talk nonsense with his boss. He directly asks him where Diao Yuantu's hometown is.

The boss of the restaurant heard that Zhang Fan was so confident that he directly asked Diao Yuantu about his hometown. After stuttering for a while, he told Zhang fan that Diao was also a big gangster with a knife. He had been in Niujie before, and his hometown was in a Guangding fitness club at the corner of Niujie.

Zhang Fan returned the mobile phone to the welcome lady, took the black man to buy a set of pancakes, called for a taxi, and went straight to the bull street.

"Master, master, are we really going to kill this time? God, I've never killed anyone before. Master, is it too exciting? "

Sitting in a taxi, Da Laohei chews the pancake fruit and talks about whether he really wants to kill people.

The driver heard Da Laohei's words and kept watching from the rearview mirror. His face was ugly. I didn't see the Yellow calendar when I went out today. Why did I pull such two potential murderers?

"Little brother, you don't, don't mess, this is in the capital, at the foot of the emperor, there is a little movement, it will be very noisy."

"Master driver, don't listen to that nigger. He's a second-class guy. I took him to the fitness club over there."

When Zhang Fan is speechless, he also plans to educate Da Laohei when he goes back. Can he talk nonsense?

"Fitness club? Are you going to the zenith? Then you may not go at the right time. "

Hearing that Zhang Fan said he was going to the fitness club, the driver let go of his worries. However, he immediately remembered that it was not suitable for him to go there today.

"What's the matter? Does it depend on the day when you go to the fitness club in Beijing? "

"That's not true. When I came over from Niujie this morning, I seemed to see what activities they were engaged in. Well, it was like a women's rights day. Today, the club only receives female guests, and the consumption is free. If male guests, they don't seem to receive them today. "

The taxi driver's words let a question mark appear on Zhang Fan's head.

Women's rights day, what the hell is this? Is it a promotion? But it's a bit of a rip off. Other people do this kind of activity in other places. At most, female customers are free of charge, while male customers pay normally. What do they mean by "one size fits all"?

It's very likely that there's something fishy in Zhang Fan's intuition. But it doesn't matter. Zhang Fan doesn't go to the gym. He doesn't care what the rights day is. He's done.

The taxi soon stopped at the corner of Niujie street. As soon as he got off, Zhang Fan saw a large fitness club on the side of the road. It was decorated splendidly. At the door of the club, there was a big sign, which said that today is women's rights day, only women are allowed to enter, and all the fitness equipment, courses and even drinks are free. That's kind of interesting.

"Master, do we need to make up before we go in? I heard that you Chinese experts all know a magic Kung Fu called transvestite. As long as you use that, you can make us two transvestite into women, can't you go in easily? "

It seems that Da Laohei is quite well behaved. People say that men are not allowed to enter, so he wants to change his face to be a woman

But how can brother temaofan change his face? You must be stupid after reading too many martial arts novels. If I can change my face, it's better to use 18 dragon subduing palms to flatten the fitness club.

"Whatever his rights day, we're not here to work out."

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and headed for the entrance of the fitness club.

Big black spread out his hand and quickly followed up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please stop. Today is the women's rights day in our club. Men are not welcome."

As soon as they got to the door of the club, the two muscular men with the door god standing on both sides reached out to stop Zhang Fan and Da Laohei.

"You can't do that. I'm a foreigner. Don't you know what friendship is?"

Well, Da Laohei finally remembered that he was a foreigner.

"Why, you, why are you here?"

The two strong men at the door didn't speak yet. A woman's voice came out from inside