Chapter 29: Ye Tian Makes a Move

Zhang Liang's words made everyone silent.

The waiters on the side all had sallow faces, and under such circumstances, they must not be able to get away.

Seeing that the matter had reached the point of no return, and hearing that the rich second generations were scrambling to give Zhang Liang their share of the clearing bar one by one, Li Siyu's face turned pale immediately, and two lines of tears flowed down her face. She felt that she was facing the whole world alone, she was so powerless, so helpless, like a small boat in the raging sea, sooner or later it would be smashed to pieces by the raging waves.

Mo Shaotian saw that all his reliance had been crushed by others, he pulled the corner of his mouth into a dry smile, and said in a low voice: "Zhang Liang, you can talk about things well..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Liang kicked him to the ground and cursed: "Fucking shit, Zhang Liang was also called by you, you were the most awesome just now!"

"I still say the same thing, what kind of onion are you!"

Zhang Liang started to do something, Fan Jianming on the side smiled, and asked Qian Baiyin to sit down in a leisurely manner. Under such circumstances, he even shouted: "Give me two glasses of Henschini!" Seeing the waiters all with terrifying eyes Looking at him, he didn't move, and said helplessly: "Why, isn't it clear here? The guests don't give wine if they ask for it, so they don't do business anymore?"

"Boys, take good care of Brother Fan and Mr. Qian!" Zhang Liang shouted.

Qian Baiyin was used to such small scenes, so he didn't speak, just smiled and remained silent. Although he is chivalrous and sincere, if he deals with the enemy, he will definitely use thunderous means, otherwise how can he gain a foothold in society.

The waiter brought over the two glasses of wine tremblingly. Fan Jianming drank and chatted with Qian Baiyin, turning a blind eye to what happened before them.

Mo Shaotian was kicked by him, and immediately became furious. After all, he is also the son of the mayor of Yingzhou. He really pissed him off and moved his father out. Even Fan Jianming would have a headache, and shouted: "My dad But the mayor, do you dare to touch me?"

It's a pity that everything was just his wishful thinking. Zhang Liang's backstage was tough, and he dismissed his words at all. He slapped Mo Shaotian in the face and cursed: "Fuck you, today I'm going to use you for surgery!"

Seeing him being so insulting, Mo Shaotian burst into a fit of anger. He avoided his slap, put his foot on his chest, and kicked him flying.

As a well-known young master in Yingzhou, Mo Shaotian is not inferior to Shao Yuchen in strength, and ordinary people are no match for him.

Mo Shaotian then said to the second generation of the rich: "It's useless to say anything now, they won't let us go, there are only a few of them here, but we have more than twenty, can't we beat them?"

He was ready to give it a go.

The rich second generation listened but did not express anything.

Ye Tian shook his head aside.

Fan Jianming and Qian Baiyin were talking with a smile, as if what happened here was not a big battle.

Zhang Liang stood up holding his chest, and said with a chuckle, "How dare you do it!"

"More than people, right?"

"Okay, call someone."

The gangster standing at the door whistled, and in less than a minute, there was suddenly the sound of rough footsteps on the golden street, and more than two hundred young people in strange clothes ran over aggressively with baseball bats and machetes.

Not only did they fill up the bar, but the street outside the bar was also full of people. They sealed off the front and back doors, so that no one could get out, and no one could come in.

Zhang Liang obviously made complete preparations.

Seeing these murderous youths, all the rich second generations stood aside and lowered their heads, not daring to speak or even move.

Li Siyu grabbed Ye Tian's clothes tightly, and was so frightened that she couldn't even breathe. Ye Tian felt her hands shaking non-stop, patted her on the shoulder, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I am here!"

Zhang Liang's face turned hard, and he suddenly pointed at Mo Shaotian.

"Dare to fight with me, kneel down!"

After all, Mo Shaotian has seen some scenes before, and he is much better than other rich second generations. Although the shadows in front of his eyes are all vicious young men, at this moment he broke out with ferocity and shouted: "Let me kneel down, you are not worthy! "While talking, he blinked and cheated.

His skills were indeed better than Shao Yuchen's, his legs were thrown into a black shadow, and the wind was howling, Zhang Liang was knocked down by him before he could react.

He immediately rushed to Fan Jianming's side, and shouted: "Everyone says how powerful you are, I want to see and see today, if you lose, leave Qing for me!"

Fan Jianming looked at him playfully: "This is a one-on-one fight with me, I promise you, but those who have fought with me will end badly."

Mo Shaotian yelled: "Stop talking nonsense." With a punch, Fan Jianming sat still, stepped aside, and his fist landed on the table, smashing a hole in the wooden table.

Fan Jianming still sat still, and said with an exaggerated smile: "Oh my god, this punch is so powerful!" Seeing that Mo Shaotian followed up with another punch, hitting his temple directly, his eyes turned cold, With a clever trick, he used his hand to move his fist around, and when he tilted, he grabbed his hair, lifted it up suddenly, and then slammed it on the table, with a loud "bang" The sound made everyone's hearts tremble. Mo Shaotian's face was covered with blood, and he leaned back, lying on the ground just moaning.

These rich second generations all know that Mo Shaotian has real skills under his command, and the provincial Sanda team is not enough to watch, but they are beaten by Fan Jianming in the blink of an eye and have no strength to resist. How terrifying is this Fan Jianming? Dare to imagine. The ruthlessness in his strikes was just like the legends. Seeing this, the rich second generations were even more terrified.

Seeing his skill, Ye Tian gave a soft "Huh".

Fan Jianming didn't let him go just yet, he would never stop fighting to the death, he had to beat people to fear him, now Mo Shaotian didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, but he went up, grabbed his hand, and His arms were pulled up and snapped, and he kicked his elbow suddenly. All the second generation of rich people exclaimed, with cold sweat pouring down their faces like rain, this kick was hard, and Mo Shaotian's arm would be broken at the elbow immediately. Li Siyu buried her head on Ye Tian's back, her body twitched uncontrollably, apparently unable to bear this bloody scene.

"Sword Ming!"

Suddenly a voice stopped him, it was Qian Baiyin.

"Didn't I say that you need to change your violent temper?"

Fan Jianming smiled and nodded, then sat down again.

Zhang Liang saw that Fan Jianming didn't move, but he wouldn't let people like Mo Shaotian go like this, and dragged Mo Shaotian to the center of the bar, grinning grinningly.

Apart from restraining Fan Jianming in good faith, Qian Baiyin didn't care about anything else.

Zhang Liang yelled at the rich second generations and waiters: "Get out of here!"

Everyone is now the fish on the chopping board, how dare they not listen, one by one walked over in panic.

Zhang Liang bared his teeth and said with a smile: "I won't make it difficult for you, I only break one of your legs, and you can leave Qing."

Everyone was in a state of despair before, hearing what he said, their hairs stood on end, they collapsed, and they all begged for mercy.

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry, I won't dare again."

"Brother Zhang, just treat me like a fart!"

Some of them even cried bitterly, and they no longer cared about face at this moment.

"It's okay, just a little pain, and it will pass soon." Zhang Liang had a playful expression, but when he turned around, he saw Ye Tian and Li Siyu not coming, and shouted: "Oh, the beautiful Li Siyu, you Why are you still standing there, come here!"

When Li Siyu heard his cry, her legs went limp and she almost fell to the ground.

Hearing Li Siyu's name, Fan Jianming turned his head and took a look.

"I promised the Li family not to move you, but capital punishment is inevitable, and living crime is inevitable. If you want to go out today, I will perform a striptease live for everyone to feast their eyes on!" He only saw Li Siyu, but he didn't take her at all. Ye Tian, ​​who was dressed in rags beside him, paid attention to him.

What he said caused the young people to howl.

Li Siyu couldn't take it anymore, she burst into tears, her face was as white as paper, her eyes were full of helplessness, she turned her gaze to Ye Tian, ​​but knew that he had nothing to do now.

Everyone's weeping begging and Li Siyu's crying made Zhang Liang even more excited, and he pretended to be gentle and said: "Beauty, come down quickly, don't make us wait too long!" Seeing Ye Tian standing aside, Cursed: "Boy, get the hell out of here!"

"Zhang Liang, you scared Li Siyu, come over here and apologize to her!" Ye Tian hooked his hands at him, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.