Strongest Wastrel

With the spread of my words, hundreds of Yi'an bodyguards, without any reason, immediately blocked the people Ouyang zhanteng called from the inside to the outside, layer by layer. The scene is extremely strong. As long as the other party dares to fight first, they will definitely suffer endless fists!

"You Ouyang zhanteng looks at the figure like a long dragon, and his face changes.

But the manager of the restaurant was so surprised that he jumped out and accused, "what are you doing? Who told you to break these glasses? "

I grabbed the manager's collar and lifted him up, "I let people smash it, OK? It's because you deserve to be beaten that I broke it. "

The manager relied on the fact that the restaurant was his place and said with confidence, "if you let me down, how about more people? Don't you have to lose money if it's broken? "

"Why not? I'm not only going to pay for it, I'm going to buy this western restaurant! " I put the manager down again and gave Joe a wink.

Mr. Qiao immediately understood what I meant. With a big move, dozens of bodyguards carrying black leather bags came in from the crowd. Ouyang zhanteng's people didn't dare to stop them. They quickly gave way and counseled them thoroughly.

Dozens of bodyguards stood in a row.

I said: "take out 10 million first, and smash him to death until he is hospitalized!"

On hearing this, the manager thought I was talking big and immediately laughed.

But before the manager finished laughing, a bodyguard immediately opened the black leather bag, revealing the brand-new red banknotes inside, grabbing and smashing them on the manager!

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in the hands of bodyguards, piles of banknotes are like worthless tools. They are smashed on the manager and attacked by banknotes all over the place, which makes the manager have no place to hide.

Especially when he hit the manager in the face, his voice was louder than slapping him in the face, so painful that he fell down at that time.

Ten million banknotes were smashed wildly, and the manager was hard to get up and screamed, leading to banknotes flying in the whole restaurant.

Even Ouyang zhanteng has been implicated. His pace keeps going backward and he tries to hide. All the people he brings are shocked as never before.

"Not enough! Another ten million! " I said a word of dissatisfaction, and a bodyguard opened the black bag, grabbed a stack of money inside and threw it away.

Until the manager was smashed so powerless struggle, was buried only a head exposed, bruised, dying, I just let people stop.

Then, I looked back at Ouyang zhanteng, only one eye, then scared him to tremble.

I said: "just now, did you want me to kneel down and kowtow and admit my mistake? Can you tell me again? "

Ouyang zhanteng couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He was speechless.

I couldn't help saying that. I grabbed his hair and pulled him to the position of manager. With a big wave of my hand, I yelled: "give me 50 million in cash and kill this turtle grandson. Is the son of the richest man in Dongling rich and powerful? I'll kill you with money! "

Without waiting for Ouyang zhanteng to react, dozens of bodyguards reached into the black leather bag, took out the money and smashed it. It was the kind of smashing to death.

All of a sudden, countless banknotes flew out, and the scene was extremely amazing. They smashed Ouyang zhanteng's face, and he screamed in pain, but none of the people he called dared to stand up, all like a turtle.

In addition, the guests stranded in the restaurant were too scared to stand.

"Who is this man? This is Ouyang zhanteng, Ouyang Yun's son. "

"This kind of posture is a little too scary, isn't it? It's the first time in my life that I use so much money to smash people... "

" tens of millions of dollars will be used to smash people. When will it take? Isn't that too bad? "

"If it goes down like this, even if Ouyang zhanteng can't die, he will have to lie in the hospital for a year and a half."

"Look familiar, look familiar, who is this man?"

"Wait, look at the signs on the bodyguard's clothes. This is Yi'an company!"

"I remember, I remember, he is... The first black sheep of Dongling, Li Shaobai!"

"Hua ~ ~"

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"ah ~ ~" Ouyang zhanteng was smashed half dead, and gradually blocked by banknotes. He fell to the ground and screamed desperately, piling up money mountains beside him!

Just at this juncture, an angry middle-aged man rushed into the restaurant and said, "Damn, who made my restaurant like this? Which one of you is the boss? Do you want to die? "

However, as soon as the middle-aged man, who claimed to be the owner of the restaurant, walked into the crowd and saw the scene in front of him, his throat suddenly seemed to be stuck, and his legs softened by the overwhelming amount of money, "this... This is? Manager? Young master Ouyang

I raised my hand and motioned to the bodyguards to stop. Then I turned my face and looked at the middle-aged man who was too shocked to extricate myself. I asked, "are you looking for me? Are you the boss here? "The boss nodded and stammered: "I, I am, please, are you?"

"You don't care who I am. You just need to know that from now on, I'm the boss here. I bought your restaurant. As for the money, I'll put it here. It's about 70 million. Is it enough to buy you a western restaurant? I think you should make a lot of money, but if you can take it, that's your ability. " I pointed to the notes on the ground, light mouth.

With that, I turned around and left. Everyone followed me out of the restaurant and stood outside.

Then, Ouyang zhanteng was dragged out of the pile of money by his own people. He was smashed all over, but he was still conscious and looked at me bitterly. "You dare to move me, my people dare not move you, but my dad must have received the news. As soon as he comes, you are finished! Don't run! Do you know who my father is? "

"Ouyang Yun!"

"The richest man in Dongling!"

"You can't make it up!"

I stood outside the restaurant, ignoring Ouyang zhanteng, waiting silently for the person that Mr. Qiao had arranged for me to come, thinking that I would clean him up later.

Soon, the guests slowly walked out of the restaurant, their faces turned white, but they were reluctant to leave. They chose to stay here to watch and whisper.

"That's too bad. 70 million for this western restaurant?"

"I think this western restaurant is worth only 10 million at most. Is he crazy?"

"I've never seen such a loser before. Seven times as many!"

At last, the owner of the restaurant instructed several waiters and dragged the manager out of the money pile. Then he ran to me and asked, "dare to ask this gentleman, do you really want to buy my restaurant at a high price of 70 million?"

"Nonsense! My young master not only wants to buy it, but also raze it to the ground! " I said.

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the author's words: everyone is too excited, I can only advance more!