Oh no, the uncle has showdown!

Bar stand.

Zhong Li shouted a few drinking girls, one with the other.

My little sister is hot and enthusiastic. She works very hard and tries to persuade me to drink.

Miyamoto Ichiro smiled, hugged his little sister and said, "master Zhong, Master Wu, you are so polite. I wish us a happy future cooperation."

"You're welcome. Everyone is friends. Mr. Miyamoto, why did you come alone? Why didn't your strong bodyguard come?"

Miyamoto Ichiro smiled: "you said Takeda, he is too wordy. On this occasion, I don't want to be disappointed by him. Besides, there is master Zhong. I believe in your strength."

Zhong Li nodded, picked up his glass and felt proud.

"Mr. Miyamoto, you're right. No one in Tongcheng dares not to give me face, and no one dares to move you half. Come on, I'll give you a toast!"

Just after they had a drink, a man in his thirties came in a hurry.

"Sorry, Miyamoto Jun, I'm late."

Ichiro Miyamoto laughed and motioned the man to sit down: "Dr. Ozawa, if you're late, you'll have to drink. This is the rule."

Dr Ozawa was also cheerful. He picked up his glass and took a stuffy sip, which attracted applause.

He looked at Wu Yong and stared at his lower body.

"Wu sang, what are you thinking about? The medical skills of our Cherry Blossom country are first-class all over the world. I'm an expert in this field!"

Wu Yong flashed a different color in his eyes and replied, "Dr. Ozawa, let's drink. Don't mention it now. I'll look for you later!"

Dr Ozawa suddenly realized that it was someone else's privacy to hold the glass again. It's really inappropriate to replace this thing now.

"Understand, understand, Wu sang, I'll compensate you for the wine!"

Everyone was happy. A shadow limped over. It was Liu Hu.

He also held the wine glass and smiled: "master Zhong, Master Wu, it's such a coincidence that you are also drinking here. These two are..."

When Zhong Li saw Liu Hu, his eyes were full of disdain. Before, he had to give him some face under Wang Ye. Now he was broken by Shen Feng. It's a piece of shit.

"Who should I be? It turned out to be a dead lame. What are you doing here? You didn't see me entertaining distinguished guests. Get out of the way and don't harass us."

Zhong Li swears and obviously doesn't like Liu Hu.

Liu Hu accompanied the smiling face and refused to leave. If he wanted to find out the specific situation, he had to contact Zhong Li and others for a while to avoid misjudging the information.

He still knows Zhong Li very well. Such a person only needs to flatter him. If he coaxes him happy, he will treat himself as a clown.

When he made up his mind, Liu Hu said with a smile, "master Zhong, don't drive me away. I have no other place to go now. You still have a dog. Do you think I can do it? I'll call Liu dog in the future."

With that, Liu Hu pretended to be a dog: "Wang, Wang!"

Zhong Li looked at Liu Hu in the past. Now he was like a dog begging for mercy. He was in a good mood.

"Mr. Miyamoto, I don't need dogs. Do you need dogs? This dog can go out and bite people if it is well cultivated!"

Miyamoto Ichiro glanced at Liu Hu with disdain in his eyes.

"No, I have enough dogs. I'm not interested in this kind of lame dog. Dr. Ozawa, you're a doctor. Do you want to take a look for this lame dog?"

Dr Ozawa laughed and glanced at Liu Hu.

"You are testing my medical skills. Ha ha, come here and show me!"

On a whim, Dr. Ozawa motioned Liu Hu to come.

Liu Hu limped in the past, shook his head, tried his best to please this group of people, and raised his missing leg, like a dog peeing.

Dr Ozawa knocked and pinched again.

"You were beaten. I have a way to treat you. Although you can't be as flexible as before, you still have no problem walking like normal."

As soon as Liu Hu heard this, a happy look flashed in his eyes: "Dr. Ozawa, please help me."

Hearing this, Ozawa laughed and pushed Liu Hu away.

"Sorry, why should I help a dog? Do you think so?"

Zhong Li clapped repeatedly and said with a smile, "yes, why do you want to help a dog? If you don't get out, we don't welcome dogs here. If you don't go again, break your other leg!"

The little girls around saw this scene and burst into laughter.

"Yes, a lame dog is still here."

"Master Zhong, drive him away quickly. It stinks to death!"

"There's nothing self-knowledge about anything. Don't get out of here."

These little girls, if they had been close to Liu Hu in the past, would have been too late, but now they have fallen one by one, and they don't look at her at all.

Liu Hu smiled coldly and limped away.

He walked all the way to the bathroom and dialed Shen Feng.

"Brother Feng, I've confirmed it. It's indeed Ichiro Miyamoto. You and Xu San will wait for me at the back door of the bar first."

Shen Feng received the call. He was very happy. This Ichiro Miyamoto was too trusting. He believed Zhong Li and Heilong and didn't even bring a guard.

"Is there any way to take Ichiro Miyamoto away without disturbing anyone?"

"Brother Feng, there is a back door in the west of the bathroom. It is usually locked. I know the little brother who opens the door. You come in through the back door first."

With that, Liu Hu hung up the phone in a hurry.

In half an hour.

Power bar, back door, alley entrance.

A gray van stopped at the side of the road. Shen Feng and Xu San got off, followed by three elites. They hurried to the back door.

Liu Hu had been waiting for a long time. Seeing them, he waved his hand.

"Brother Feng, Xu San, they are still drinking inside. What shall we do now?"

Shen Feng thought of a good strategy on his way here and said, "Liu Hu, you take some brothers to pester Heilong and make him busy. I'll deal with them. Xu San takes people to ambush in the bathroom. Once Miyamoto Ichiro goes, take him back to the company."

After the division of labor, Liu Hu nodded and took the people in through the back door.

A little brother stood at the door with a respectful expression on his face.

"Brother tiger, what do you want me to do?"

Liu Hu shook his head and said, "when they leave, you lock the back door and treat it as if nothing has happened. Go to Dade finance to find me in two days."

The younger brother nodded and walked aside with a happy face.

Shen Feng took a look and asked, "who is he? Is he reliable?"

"My relatives in my hometown have no ability. They have helped him several times before. Recently, they have always wanted to bring him back, but they can't find a suitable opportunity."

Shen Feng let out a sound. He didn't say much. They acted separately.

Liu Hu left the bar and Xu San took someone to watch.

Shen Feng changed a smiling face, ordered a cocktail, walked towards Zhong Li and others with a smile, and his expression was quite arrogant.

"Master Zhong, Master Wu, it's such a coincidence that you drink here!"

The voice fell and the atmosphere became obviously tense.

It's the so-called enemy meeting, especially jealous.

Zhong Li looked unhappy, and Wu Yong gnashed his teeth. If it weren't for Shen Feng's good deeds, he wouldn't have to worry about his lower body.

This account should be settled with him.

"Son of a bitch, you're brave. I didn't go to you, but you brought it to the door yourself," Zhong Li snapped.

"Son of a bitch, I heard you fell out with Lord Kui. Without Lord Kui's care, you're a fart. I see when you can jump." Wu Yong angrily said.

As soon as they sing together, they want to beat Shen storm.

However, if you want to return, they really don't dare to do it. After all, Shen Feng's strength is here. They are not rivals at all.

Hearing this, Ichiro Miyamoto looked up slightly and took a closer look. It was really Shen Feng who had been investigated a few days ago.

The Lin family's son-in-law is powerless and powerless. His wife is suspected of having an affair with a rich family. She lives in a mansion of unknown origin, which is a disgrace to a man.

"Hehe, you're the waste Shen Feng. It's good. As expected, you look like a little white face. Shen Hanshuang thinks you're a dry brother. I'm afraid he wants to be a man."

Ichiro Miyamoto laughed and had no scruples.

Shen Feng's face sank and suddenly spilled the wine on Ichiro Miyamoto.

"Son of a bitch, say it again."