Ye Fan took back the check with a swish:

"If you read my check, you are taking my money. This is my rule."

"That means we've paid and we're settled."

Ye Fan put the check back into his pocket: "These two Apollo black-bone sheep are mine too."

He asked several bodyguards to load the two lambs so that they would not be wasted.

After all, he has already paid.

The face of the oval-faced woman changed dramatically: "You are kidding me!"

"Snapped!"

Ye Fan slapped the oval-faced woman away: "If you don't accept it, fight back."

The melon-faced man screamed and fell to the ground.

At almost the same moment, Dugu Shang rushed forward, and dozens of bangs, bangs, and bangs were heard.

The bald men all fell to the ground with bruises and swollen faces, and their mouths were dislocated one by one, making them unable to scream.

They stared at Ye Fan angrily, wishing to kill him.

Dugu Shang didn't talk nonsense. He kicked them in the mouth and nose, causing them to squirt blood and faint.

"You, you are too presumptuous and lawless."

"This is Wenren Restaurant, and we are members of the Wenren family. If you hurt us, you will be in trouble."

"Master Wenren will never let you troublemakers leave the provincial capital alive."

The oval-faced woman was furious when she saw this, and threatened Ye Fan viciously: "Just wait and feed the fish."

"Young Master Wenren?"

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "This title sounds familiar."

He quickly patted his head and remembered Wenren Feipeng and others who were killed by him when Song Hongyan came to power.

Ye Fan asked: "Your Wenren family is Wenren Feipeng's Wenren family?"

The melon-faced man shouted: "Do you know our dead young master?"

"Let me tell you, it's useless to know him. Young Master Wenren Jianhong is in charge of the overall situation now."

She raised her head and said, "No matter what relationship you have with Wenren Feipeng, if you come here today and act wild, you are just waiting for bad luck."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Wenren Jianhong?"

Gongsun Qian whispered: "It's the famous president that Tang Qiqi works with."

"Ding!"

At this moment, the melon-faced intercom rang.

Ye Fan kicked me to death.

"On the 16th, take Master Wenren's 'Qian Jiao Bai Mei' red wine to the VIP room on the third floor."

A cold woman's voice came from the other end:
Chapter completed!