My Grandpa Is A Super Godly Tyrant

Give me a glass of juice

Zhao Quan's younger brothers smashed the glass of fumanlou hotel to pieces.

Their hotels were smashed like this.

The front desk attendant, Zhou Lanxin, couldn't believe it and looked at Lin Fei, the owner of their hotel.

Lin Fei smile, he sat down in a chair, to the front desk attendant, played a ring finger, calmly said: "give me a glass of juice."

They don't understand.

Now, why did Zhao Quan beat his nephew Peng Jiawei?

Zhao Quan would choose to help Peng Jiawei without thinking.

Whatever, Peng Jiawei did something extraordinary.

They know how much Zhao Quan loves his nephew Peng Jiawei.

Zhao Quan's men were stunned.

Peng Jiawei was stunned.

Without saying a word, his uncle Zhao Quan slapped his mouth.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa

After his uncle Zhao Quan came to him.

He knew he was thinking too much.

The next second.

Yes.

He thought his uncle Zhao Quan was going to teach Lin Fei a lesson.

"Uncle, you don't have to deal with this little baby yourself. You have a high status." Peng Jiawei broke the silence.

Later, Zhao Quan walked slowly to Lin Fei and Peng Jiawei.

All of you, stop. All hands.

The whole fumanlou hotel was quiet.

For a moment.

"All step on the horse, stop it!" Zhao Quan patted the table in front of him with his hand.

Peng Jiawei picked up a bottle of wine and rushed to Lin Fei.

Zhao Quan's men, they still continue to smash fumanlou hotel.

At the thought of it, his heart went up to his throat.

At the moment, he actually took his men and smashed Lin Fei's hotel.

A few days ago, his eldest brother, Yang Bao, also warned him that his subordinates should not provoke Mr. Lin.

Isn't this Mr. Lin?

At first glance, Zhao Quan was a fool.

No, it doesn't matter.

So, with curiosity, he turned to look at Lin Fei.

He didn't expect that a rich second generation with a little money would dare to fight his nephew Peng Jiawei in front of him.

Hearing this, Zhao Quan felt very interesting.

"Little baby, my uncle is here. You dare to be arrogant when you step on the horse. You don't know how to write death words!" Peng Jiawei said extremely arrogantly.

Peng Jiawei is agile. He avoids the bottle thrown by Lin Fei, and the bottle falls on the ground.

Bang!

Then, he picked up a wine bottle and threw it at Peng Jiawei.

Lin Fei dodged Peng Jiawei's chair.

"I'll go to your mother's match!" Peng Jiawei thundered.

At the back foot, Peng Jiawei raised a chair and hit Lin Fei's head.

Lin Fei just ran to the hall.

When Lin Fei heard such a big noise, he quickly put on his clothes and ran out.

At the same time.

"Get your boss out at once." Zhao Quan said to the front desk attendant Zhou Lanxin.

Fumanlou hotel staff, they were scared to be silly.

Zhao Quan walked into fumanlou hotel slowly.

Peng Jiawei smashed fumanlou Hotel, shouting inside his mouth.

"Paralyzed, Lin Fei, is it amazing that you have two money? In front of my uncle Zhao Quan, you are a scum. "

At the gate of fumanlou Hotel, Peng Jiawei also joined the team of smashing fumanlou hotel.

Lin Fei, the owner of their hotel, is still in the mood to drink juice.

However, Zhou Lanxin did not think deeply. She carried a glass of juice tremblingly and put her hands in front of Lin Fei's

respectfully.