The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

These younger brothers feel very self-conscious that they have cut off their own fingers.

After Ye Zhibing inspected the goods, he let them go. He could go to the hospital if he wanted to. There was no rule in him not to let people go to the hospital afterwards.

After all these people had dispersed, Ye Zhibing stood there and smoked a cigarette.

Someone in the window of the box on the second floor of the bar in front of him stretched out his head to take a look, and then retracted.

Ye Zhibing's sharp eyes recognized that this person was Mr. Lan.

Hmph, Mr. Lan sent someone to follow him, and then tipped off the black mole, intending to kill someone with a knife.

It's a pity that I am not a soft persimmon, and instead of being killed by Hei Mole and others, I punished them instead.

Ye Zhibing looked at the window, wondering if Mr. Lan was very disappointed at the moment?
But since everyone came together, we have to say "hello" to him and give him a warning.

So Ye Zhibing put out the cigarette butt, entered the bar from the back door, went up to the second floor, and came to the door of Mr. Lan's box.

The door of the box was closed, Ye Zhibing kicked it open without thinking.

The people inside let out a burst of exclamation, and then cursed: "Who is looking for death!"

Ye Zhibing walked in and smiled at the people inside: "It's me, Ye Zhibing. As for whether you are looking for death, it depends on whether you have the ability to take my life."

In the box, besides Mr. Lan, there are two men and three women.

Two men, one about forty years old, fat and fat, wearing a gold necklace with thick thumbs and tattoos with strange patterns, at first glance, he looks like a big brother from the society; the other man, in his 30s, with Glasses, refined, no identity can be seen.

As for the three women, they were all seductive and seductive, and they must have been drinking companions.

As soon as Ye Zhibing finished speaking, the fat man yelled, "Who are you? I can call a hundred brothers to kill you with one phone call!"

Mr. Lan knew Ye Zhibing's ability, even if the fat man called a hundred younger brothers, he was not sure whether he could hack Ye Zhibing to death.

But before that, Ye Zhibing could definitely strangle them to death.

"Brother Pang, this is the Ye Zhibing Mr. Ye I mentioned to you. We are all brothers. Harmony makes money."

Mr. Lan came out to smooth things over, trying to persuade Ye Zhibing and Pang Ge to make peace.

After listening to Mr. Lan's introduction, Pang Ge took a serious look at Ye Zhibing, and asked suspiciously, "You are Ye Zhibing?"

The reason why Pang Ge asked this was because he heard that Ye Zhibing was a character who subdued Li Ba, so he must be very powerful.

But there is a gap between imagination and reality. The Ye Zhibing in front of him is tall and handsome, and he is not as powerful as the overlord of Chu in his imagination.

Mr. Lan introduced to Pangge: "Pangge, this is really Mr. Ye. Mr. Ye and I are old acquaintances, we can't be wrong."

Only then did Pang Ge let go of his doubts, confirmed that the young man in front of him was Ye Zhibing, and said a little timidly: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I just said too much, don't worry about it."

Mr. Lan also said: "Mr. Ye, Brother Pang has always been like this, he is frizzy, don't take it to heart, come, let's have a drink."

Brother Pang also rushed to say: "Yes, yes, I have long admired Mr. Ye's name. It is a great honor to meet you today. Please sit down, Mr. Ye. If you want to drink any wine, just order it, and I will pay for it."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "Brother Pang, are you serious?"

Pangge didn't know what Ye Zhibing meant, so he replied, "Mr. Ye, I'm serious."

Ye Zhibing didn't want to trouble Pang Ge at first, there was only a verbal dispute between the two of them, and there was no point in punishing him.But he must have something to do with the black mole attacking him today. It would be stupid to have to send it to the gun and not shoot himself.

After confirming it, Ye Zhibing walked to the door and waved to the waiter not far away.

The waiter immediately ran over diligently, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Ye Zhibing pointed at Brother Pang, and said to the waiter, "This big brother wants to buy me a drink. I'm sorry not to give him face. Then, you bring me ten bottles of the most expensive wine in your bar."

Pang Ge's heart skipped a beat, the most expensive wine?ten bottles?

He often comes to this kind of occasion, the most expensive wine in the bar, maybe.Five thousand is possible, ten thousand is possible, and one hundred thousand may be possible.

Anyway, this kind of foreign wine, even if it is charged at a high price, people will think it is a fake if it is cheap.

The waiter was also in a daze, ten bottles of the most expensive wine?This is a big deal.

He had to confirm, "Sir, do you really want to order the ten most expensive bottles of wine?"

Ye Zhibing pushed this problem to Pang Ge, who told him to brag just now, order casually, now he ordered casually, it depends on whether he admits it or not.

To admit it is to suffer a dumb loss, unable to explain the suffering.

He is also the one who loses face if he refuses to admit it. There are so many people who can't keep what they say.

Pang Ge's weakness is good face, this is the most common problem of people on the road, full of big talk, nothing else is nothing for the sake of face.

The waiter confirmed the order to Pang Ge, "Sir, this gentleman said he wants ten bottles of the most expensive wine, are you sure?"

Pangge gritted his teeth and agreed: "Yes, stop talking, go, according to Mr. Ye's words, serve ten bottles of the most expensive wine."

Mr. Lan didn't interrupt now, nor did he say a few words for Pang Ge.

Ye Zhibing also noticed that when they got together, they seemed to be far from each other.

"Mr. Ye, sit down, we are ashamed to sit down if you stand."

Seeing the waiter leave, Mr. Lan came out to greet Ye Zhibing when the atmosphere cooled down.

Ye Zhibing walked over to the couch.

Everyone on the sofa stood up with smiling faces.

"Sit here."

Mr. Lan pointed to the place next to him and said.

Ye Zhibing saw a girl in a short red skirt standing next to him, and said with a smile, "Then how dare you compete for a seat with this beautiful lady?"

Mr. Lan said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay. Furong, you go and sit over there."

The girl felt embarrassed, and she was chased away by Mr. Lan, so she asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lan..."

Mr. Lan glared at her, "I won't give you less money, go."

The girl walked away resentfully, giving up the seat to Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing was also polite, and sat down first, and Mr. Lan, Pang Ge and others also sat down one after another.

"Mr. Lan, what a coincidence, I came here to play, and you came too."

Ye Zhibing said with a pun.

Mr. Lan could hear the meaning behind Ye Zhibing's words, but he pretended not to know anything, and explained: "Brother Pang, and brother Xu Yong happened to have an appointment to play, and I didn't want to meet you, Mr. Ye. What a coincidence. , What a coincidence."

The waiter quickly brought up ten bottles of foreign wine and asked if he wanted to open them.

Ye Zhibing didn't even ask about the price, and ordered: "Open all of them, brother, we're going to open and drink today, and no one is allowed to play tricks."