My stall is a bit fierce

"What are you rubbing! This is a famous Armani suit of mine!" The thirteenth young man was furious, but when he lowered his head, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Yo yo, the chick looks pretty good!"

As he said that, his hands began to restlessly lift He Xiaoyu's chin, and there was a hint of deceit in his eyes.

"Girl, don't wipe it, it's just a suit, it's no big deal."

He Xiaoyu reacted, and immediately slapped Thirteenth Young Master's hand away, frowned, and said, "Sir, please show some respect!"

"Oh? It's quite noble!"

As Thirteenth Young Master said, he immediately clapped his hands.

The waiter came over and asked, "Young Master Thirteen, do you have any orders?"

"Go, open a box for me, I'm going to treat this beautiful lady to dinner tonight."

However, after the words fell, Zhao Zifeng who was beside him smiled lightly and said, "You are blind, don't you see that she is eating with me?"

Of course Thirteenth Young Master saw it, he stretched out five fingers, and said coldly: "50, give me a side to cool off!"

Everyone was stunned, as expected of the young master of Lanshan Real Estate Company, his actions are generous.

The 50 is indeed very attractive to ordinary people, but in Zhao Zifeng's eyes, it seems so ordinary.

He Xiaoyu frowned and leaned against Zhao Zifeng, and said in a low voice, "Sir, I will compensate you for your suit, but I can't accompany you to dinner tonight!"

"Oh?" Thirteenth Young Master looked a little surprised, and rolled his eyes: "You don't even eat, why don't you go for a drive in my Mercedes-Benz? My car is very comfortable!"

"A mere Mercedes-Benz is comfortable?" Zhao Zifeng took a deep breath and said with a smile.

The Thirteenth Young Master frowned, looked Zhao Zifeng up and down, with a trace of disdain in his eyes, and sneered, "Hmph, my Mercedes-Benz is the latest model customized by a master, and you can't buy it at this price in your lifetime!"

Saying that, Thirteenth Young Master threw the car keys in his pocket on the table, looked at He Xiaoyu's beauty, and subconsciously licked his lips.

"How? Follow me, I will not only make a good car tonight, but I will buy you whatever you fancy!"

In a word, some women around couldn't help showing a little envy.

But in front of He Xiaoyu, there was no temptation at all, she gently tugged Zhao Zifeng's sleeve.

Zhao Zifeng raised his mouth and patted her small forehead lightly: "Leave it to me!"

"What? Have you thought about it? My thirteenth young master has high vision, you have to seize the opportunity!"

Just as the Thirteenth Young Master looked proud, Zhao Zifeng walked over slowly, with an indifferent expression, raised his hand without saying a word, and slapped him!

"Snapped!"

Another crisp applause resounded throughout the restaurant.

The Thirteenth Young Master was stunned on the spot, froze in place, motionless.

After that, he covered his red and swollen cheeks and shouted angrily: "Cao Nima! How dare you hit me?"

"Not only dare to hit you, I dare to kill you! Do you believe it?"

All the people present were stunned, and everyone gathered together to discuss.

"Damn, who is this kid? He dared to hit the Thirteenth Young Master."

"Thirteenth Young Master is annoying because of his wealth, but only women have ever beaten him. Few men dare to beat him!"

"Hehe, this kid seems to be dead. The Thirteenth Young Master hates being beaten by a man. Last time, an ignorant person accidentally beat him. Now he is still in the ICU!"

After hearing these discussions, He Xiaoyu seemed a little worried, biting her lip, her eyes flickering.

At this moment, Thirteenth Young Master's eyes were burning with anger, his fists were bulging with veins, and he stared at Zhao Zifeng viciously: "Boy, you are dead!"

After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers casually, and two burly men came from behind.

"You...don't mess around!" He Xiaoyu suddenly shouted nervously.

But in the next second, Zhao Zifeng took five steps forward, with a bone-chilling coldness running through his body.

"Hmph, don't care about life and death, beat me hard, it doesn't matter if you get beaten to death, it's normal for one or two untouchables to die in my place!" Thirteenth Young Master said coldly.

The two strong men showed fierce faces, and they were gearing up to surround Zhao Zifeng. Everyone sighed: "Oh, this kid is going to die!"

However, Zhao Zifeng shook his head bored, and immediately the two strong men punched him in the face.

In an instant, everyone thought that Zhao Zifeng was going to die, but they didn't expect that Zhao Zifeng's hands interlaced and he firmly caught the two powerful and heavy fists.

Then, he picked up the strength like a puppy, and threw the two strong men to the rear.

"Snapped!"

Before the two strong men could react, they tossed in the air for three and a half weeks and fell directly to the ground with a dazed look on their faces.

"This..." Thirteenth Young Master opened his eyes wide, feeling as if the world was turning around, and the bodyguards he hired were all retired boxing champions!How could he be instantly killed by this small body in front of him?
In just half a minute, the audience was shocked, and everyone's eyes were astonished.

Zhao Zifeng clapped his hands, tilted his head and said with a sneer, "You bodyguards don't seem to be doing well! How about another batch?"

The Thirteenth Young Master was angry, but he couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart, and he staggered back two steps.

But, the son of a dignified Blue Mountain real estate tycoon, would be afraid of the common people in front of him?
Thinking of this, Thirteenth Young Master stared at Zhao Zifeng coldly again, and a gloom burst out in his heart.

"Hmph, is it really good to have two three-legged cat kung fu? No matter how you say it, you're like a poor ghost!"

Without further ado, Zhao Zifeng took out a shield-sized car key from his pocket, and threw it directly on the table, in stark contrast to Thirteenth Young Master's Mercedes-Benz car key!

"Damn it! The key to the Koenigsegg sports car!"

"And it's a limited edition of the blade, only four of which are mass-produced in the world! Existence that even money can't buy!"

There was another burst of terrified screams from the people around, and now the restaurant was buzzing with excitement!
The Mercedes-Benz looked bleak in front of Koenigsegg, which made Thirteenth Young Master's expression gradually darken.

"What? Do you want to compare your car with mine?" Zhao Zifeng laughed.

This sentence caused a burst of laughter from the people next to him.

"Haha! The Mercedes-Benz may have just started, and the Koenigsegg has already driven more than 100 meters. It's a fart!"

"Besides, this Koenigsegg is a sports car custom-made by the blade for competitions. I'm afraid it will be hundreds of meters away from the Mercedes-Benz!"

Laughter sounded, which made Shisan Shao's face more and more embarrassing. He took the Mercedes-Benz car keys back with one hand, turned around and left with anger on his face, and finally turned around and said unwillingly: "Boy! You wait for me!"

Zhao Zifeng didn't take it seriously, continued to sit down and said to He Xiaoyu: "Xiao Yu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Zifeng, are you really okay? He's the son of a real estate tycoon in Lanshan! Will he trouble us in the future?"