The Strongest Soldier King

Seeing this, the cuckoo girl was startled. Even the guests at the other tables started to pay their bills and leave. Even the old man was nervous.

Ye Feng lit up a cigarette and looked around at the crowd. The little yellow hair from before was hiding behind the group of people, and when he saw the person in the lead, he immediately laughed.

When the man at the very front saw Ye Feng, he was also startled, and was unable to recover from his shock for a moment, and the yellow hair man said to him, "Brother, he's the one who hit me!"

Ye Feng waved to the man, "We meet again?"

When the man saw Ye Feng, his face changed, and he turned to leave. The yellow hair man was confused: "Brother, what's wrong?"

That person hurriedly said angrily, "Who are you messing with? You dared to mess with him?"

Without waiting for yellow-hair to ask what was wrong, Ye Feng shouted once again, "Everyone is here, sit down and drink a cup of wine!"

The man stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at Ye Feng. The corner of his eyes twitched, as he felt that he could neither leave nor stay.

Ye Feng asked the shop owner to pour another cup, and after pouring the beer bottles, he waved his hand at the man.

That person swallowed his saliva at the end and actually walked over, causing the yellow-hair and company to be confused.

After the man sat down, Ye Feng lifted his wine cup and clinked it with the man's, "How is Brother Hu doing recently?"

The man held the wine cup in both hands, and after drinking it, he immediately wiped his mouth and said to Ye Feng, "He's in the hospital, his wrist is fine. The doctor said that there might be obstacles in the future... "

Ye Feng nodded, "Then don't blame me …"

The man immediately agreed, "It's not your fault, it's the Brother Hu's fault."

Ye Feng nodded, then looked at the yellow hair man who was looking at him with surprise, and asked: "Your brother?"

That person's face immediately changed, "Yes, blood brother!"

Ye Feng took a glance at it, and shook his head, "It doesn't look like it! Your temper is even worse than yours? "

That person smiled awkwardly, then turned around and called out to the yellow-hair, "You guys, come over here!"

The yellow-hair was confused. Just now, when he saw his big brother sitting together drinking with Ye Feng, he was already very confused.

Then, when he saw his own big brother sitting there as if he was very afraid of Ye Feng, he felt even more confused.

Now that his big brother asked him to come over, he walked over hesitantly and asked, "Brother, what's the situation? You know him? "

The man immediately scolded the yellow-hair, "Shut up, why aren't you apologizing to Brother Feng!"

The yellow-hair was stunned, and the other youths were stunned as well.

Ye Feng waved his hand, "There's no need to apologize, I was the one who met you today. If you meet anyone else, like your brother being crippled as a Brother Hu, it's also possible!"

The man immediately smiled at Ye Feng, "Brother Feng is right, thank you for showing mercy today!" As he spoke, he immediately barked at the yellow-hair, "All of you, kneel down!"

The yellow-hair looked unconvinced. "Why?" I am kneeling to the world, kneeling to my parents, why should I kneel to him? "

That person immediately stood up and slapped the yellow-hair, causing him to be stunned. However, he still said in a stern voice, "All of you, kneel down!"

The rest of them saw that their big brother was angry, and they kneeled in front of Ye Feng, but the yellow-hair still looked unconvinced as he stared at Ye Feng and his big brother.

The person went up and kicked his knee, causing the yellow-hair to fall to his knees with a thump.

Ye Feng waved his hand at the man, "Forget it, such a small matter, he is still young and inexperienced, you can just teach him slowly!"

The man immediately turned to Ye Feng and said, "Yes, yes!" Then he shouted angrily to the few kneeling youths behind him, "Hurry and thank Brother Feng!"

The other young men immediately muttered: "Thank you, Brother Feng!"

The yellow-hair was unconvinced, but he didn't say a word.

Ye Feng nodded at that person, "Forget it! Let them go! "

The man immediately waved his hand at the young men, signalling them to hurry up and leave, he himself said to Ye Feng: "Then Brother Feng, you can eat slowly here. Tonight's meal is mine, if there is a chance, I will go to Guyang or Grand Hotel to treat you to a meal!"

Ye Feng waved his hands, without saying a word, the man immediately walked away as if he was pardoned from the inside, going to the owner's side, he immediately gave him the money, "Give me the best dishes and wine in Brother Feng."

He knew this person, it was the nearby hoodlum Zhong Biao. All the nearby hoodlums called him Brother Biao, and at that time, he had wanted to remind Ye Feng, but he did not expect Brother Biao to be like a docile Persian cat in front of Ye Feng.

After Zhong Biao gave the money, he turned around and smiled at Ye Feng. Only then did he bring the group of brothers away, the yellow hair guy on the way muttered, "F * ck, you're so useless. If you want to stand out for me, I've called you over to flirt with me!"

The other young men were also feeling helpless. Although Zhong Biao's subordinates weren't as helpless as them, they were still puzzled.

Zhong Biao turned around and slapped the yellow-hair, then angrily said, "Do you know who you offended?"

The yellow-hair covered his mouth with a face full of grievance, but when he saw that his big brother was really angry, he asked in confusion, "Who is he? Which one of the big brothers I don't know, I've never seen this number one before! "

Zhong Biao took out a cigarette and lit it up. After taking a deep breath, he asked the yellow-hair, "Does Brother Hu know?"

A youth immediately asked, "Peng Hu?" I heard that he just came out! Could it be him? It doesn't look like it! "

The yellow-hair immediately said, "He is a fart Brother Hu, I have seen him before, he is much more powerful than he looks!"

Another youth said, "We all know about the Brother Hu, that year on Victory Road, a watermelon knife chased more than 10 people from the northern end of the road all the way to the southern end of the road, and in the end, the watermelon knife dropped. If the police didn't rush over, he could have killed the Golden Dragon … That's our brother's idol! "

Zhong Biao nodded his head. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Your idol is currently lying in the hospital with his right wrist fractured. That thing in his crotch probably won't be able to get any stronger in this lifetime!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed, and the yellow-hair also had a look of surprise, "Damn, it can't be, right? The Brother Hu is so fierce, who can get him into the hospital?"

Zhong Biao continued to smoke his cigarette and sneered, "So you're just fooling around!"

Someone seemed to understand the situation, and immediately asked, "Brother Pang, are you saying that the guy who took Brother Hu down just now …"

Zhong Biao nodded his head. "Isn't it him?"

When the yellow haired man heard this, his face immediately became pale white, and turned to look at Ye Feng who was still eating his barbeque from afar.

Zhong Biao asked the yellow-hair, "You only have a broken head today, it's already lucky that you want to be like Brother Hu?"

The yellow-hair subconsciously touched his head, then pinched his crotch, shaking his head like a rattle drum.