"Maomao, go get some dried fruits and good red wine." Scar shouted to his confidant.

Since the fat man and the old He Zi know each other, it is completely different. Although I still don’t understand why the unreasonable fat man hurt so many subordinates? But there is still a must for respect for the face.

The fat man grinned and added: If there are chicken legs, it is best to give me a plate of chicken legs."

Scar felt that he was being overturned by this fat man. He had such a terrifying skill, but he liked eating chicken legs so much... But he immediately ordered Maomao: "Give him more good chicken legs."

Seeing Maomao going to prepare, Scar glanced at the fat man, then pulled a chair and sat down.

"Who asked you to do it?" The fat man's face changed and he suddenly snorted coldly.

Scar opened his mouth and stood up immediately, laughing on his face, but hated this fat man in his heart. However, his skills were not as good as others, so he could only laugh with him, and he felt cruel in his heart.

Maomao was very fast, and it was originally in the bar. Soon, a table was placed in front of the fat man, with a lot of food on it, as well as two bottles of small Lafite and two plates of chicken legs. Seeing the chicken legs, the fat man's eyes shone instinctively, and immediately reached out to take a piece and bite it.

Seeing Scar's Adam's apple appear, he seemed to be motivated. He immediately took out a chicken leg from the plate and handed it to Scar, and then said, "Come on, Fatty Master, please treat you to chicken leg."

"No need, Fat Master." Scar waved his hand, his face slightly pale.

"If you want to eat, you can eat it. Where can you get so much nonsense?" The fat man's face suddenly changed. It seemed that he had tasted the sweetness. No one listened to the good words, and those who said harsh words all heard them like grandsons.

Scar immediately took the chicken leg from the fat man, stood aside and started eating.

After eating a chicken leg, the fat man opened the red wine again, poured it into the cup, and drank it all in one breath. Then he took out the cigar, ignited it and took a comfortable sip. In the fog, he saw the waiter who had just left him for 300 yuan, and the cafe manager Ju Mingchang, who looked a little abnormal in fear.

The fat man grinned, then stretched out his fingers and hooked his fingers to the waiter whose legs were trembling, and Ju Mingchang, whose muscles were trembling on his face.

Seeing the smile on the fat man's face, the two of them almost fell to the ground, but they still cheered up and walked over. Especially the waiter, five meters away from the fat man, suddenly knelt down with a plop, and said in a trembling voice: "Fat Master, please spare me..."

I originally thought that the fat man would die in the bar today. However, when the fat man took action, he was completely shocked. When he saw the fat man killing a bloody path with a glass wine bottle, he was completely dizzy. His legs kept trembling, and he couldn't even hold it in, so he peed in his pants.

Next, the fat man grabbed Scar. Later, the fat man kept talking to Scar. The waiter thought the fat man had forgotten him, and his heart gradually calmed down. He hid quietly backwards. But who would have thought that the fat man still remembered him.

Thinking of the fat man's terrifying move just now, he was so scared that his legs were weak. So, before he could walk to the fat man, he knelt down and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Ju Mingchang was a little calmer. But his face was still pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his body was trembling like a sieve, looking extremely scared.

"Well, why don't you kneel down?" It seemed that the waiter was very happy to kneel down. At this time, seeing Ju Mingchang not kneeling down, the fat man held the chicken legs in one hand and ate it again, while saying vaguely.

Ju Mingchang's expression was complicated. He bit his lips tightly, but he still knelt down with a plop. At that moment, Ju Mingchang's heart completely collapsed. He kept kowtowing and saying, "Fat Master, I'm not looking. Please be kind and spare me this time."

"Oh, it's okay to say it." The fat man bit the chicken leg, sucked the cigar again, then turned his head to look at Scar and said, "Scar, what do you think of these two people to deal with."

Scar swallowed his saliva with difficulty, but didn't know how to answer the fat man's question.

"One person cut off one hand and then get out of Linhai City." At this moment, an old voice came.

After the scenes fell, an old man wearing a Tang suit, gray hair, but with a strong face walked into the bar accompanied by a man in his thirties. Seeing the people coming, everyone immediately dispersed a road.

Seeing the people lying scattered on the ground, the person who came just frowned. The next moment, he looked up at the fat man who was eating chicken legs, with a complicated expression.

"Old man." Seeing the visitor, Scar immediately met him.

"Bang..."

The visitor raised his hand and slapped it on Scar's face. Suddenly, five clear finger marks appeared on Scar's face. The waiter and Ju Mingchang, who were kneeling in front of the fat man, flashed a trace of despair in their eyes after seeing the visitor. When they heard Cangkongkong's ruling on them, they fainted on the spot...

The person coming was none other than Canglang Gang's leader Cang Kongkong. After receiving the call, he asked the driver to drive over. At this time, seeing the situation in the bar, he narrowed his eyes slightly, then walked slowly at the fat man's ground, pulled a chair and sat down, picked up a chicken leg from it, and took a bite.

"Little brother, I asked them to cut off their hands. You should be satisfied, right?" Seeing the fat man staring at him with curious expression, Cangkong put down the chicken legs in his hand, then took out a tissue and wiped his hands, and then spoke.

"I'm satisfied with it. I agree with the old man's decision." The fat man also put down his chicken legs and laughed.

"What should be come will always come." Cang Kongkong looked up and down at the fat man and said lightly.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and you're like a philosopher." The fat man took out a cigar and threw it to Cangkongkong, and said, "I heard you're a slut now?"

Cangkong seemed to know the fat man's pussy, but he couldn't help but the muscles on his face twitched. He lit the cigar that the fat man threw over and took a sip, then said, "Take some brothers to make a living."

Speaking of this, he waved to everyone in the audience and said, "You all go outside the bar and wait, and carry them all out."

"Master." The man who came with Cangkongkong said hesitantly. He was extraordinary to be able to act as a bodyguard for Cangkongkong. Even in the Canglang Gang, there were very few opponents of him. Seeing that he was lying all over the ground, although he was not dead, at least seriously injured, he still saw the fat man's terrifying means...

Although he could not detect any danger from the fat man, he knew that as long as the fat man took action, he might not be his opponent.
Chapter completed!