Mr. Zhang's words made the plane's urge to vomit blood. Now I'm talking about the main things. Can't my dozens of big mouths just now be wasted?

"Go up, kill this ****!" The head of the plane was furious, roared, swung a chair and smashed it at Master Zhang in the head.

The young men around him were also confused by the crazy fan like Young Master Zhang. Now they came to their senses and picked up the bottles of wine on the table and rushed over.

In the bar, it was completely in chaos.

No one noticed that in this chaos, a young man walked out of the crowd without knowing it.

"I dare to come to my place to make trouble, so brave!"

Seeing the chaos in the hall, the lobby manager's face changed slightly. He was about to call someone out, but he saw Sun Dabing gently shook his head to him and hinted that he should not move.

Although he was a little puzzled, the lobby manager put his phone back.

Within the next ten seconds, the lobby manager finally understood what his boss meant.

I saw that the young man who was not very handsome came down in a few seconds and settled all the people at the front of the plane. The four or five aggressive young men were like a group of sheep in front of him, and they did not pose any threat at all.

Even though they didn't get up, they just sat on the chair and fucked everyone down.

The head of the plane got up from the ground with difficulty, and then looked at Mr. Zhang with fear. He swallowed and asked with sweat, "Who are you?"

"I've said a long time ago that I'm the owner of this bar." Mr. Zhang glanced at the head of the plane and responded casually.

The plane no longer dared to make fun of him. He was still a little suspicious of Mr. Zhang's street stall goods, but he believed Mr. Zhang's words. Otherwise, how could this person be so crazy?

"So it's the boss, hello." The head of the plane squeezed out a very ugly smile.

"Tell me, why do you come to me to make trouble?" Mr. Zhang's voice was calm, but it brought pressure to the airplane head.

The plane head didn't understand why he felt nervous from the bottom of his heart when he stood in front of this young man who was younger than him.

He stood up, as if this could give himself some confidence: "I didn't come to cause trouble. It was the waiter who spilled the wine on me that I taught her a lesson."

"I don't!" With Young Master Zhang here, the waiter was no longer afraid of the nose of the plane and began to explain loudly to himself, "It was him who knocked over the wine himself and deliberately depended on me!"

"Did you hear it?" Mr. Zhang snapped his fingers, "I'll give you three seconds, immediately kneel down and apologize to her, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"

The face on the front of the plane immediately turned gray, and the weather was uncertain, as if I had eaten an eel.

If you want to be afraid, he is really afraid of Mr. Zhang. So many people were instantly knocked down by this master just now. If they want to abuse themselves, they really have no temper.

"Sir, it's all a misunderstanding. I think it's better to just let it go." The nose of the plane had already surrendered, with a hint of begging in his tone.

"Misunderstanding?" Zhang Dashao sneered, reached out and greeted Sun Dashen, "Dajie, go and get a few bottles of white wine, don't have any good wine, just white."

"Yes, Brother Zhang!" Sun Daling immediately went back to do it honestly.

"Boss, call him Brother Zhang!" This scene made the lobby manager tremble with his legs. What is this young man? His eldest brother, the boss of the Renyi Gang, was like a running errand in front of him!

Not only the lobby manager, but there are many people in the bar who know the background of the bar, and they also look at Mr. Zhang in surprise, discussing and guessing Mr. Zhang's identity.

"Brother Zhang, the wine is coming." Soon, Sun Dabing personally brought three bottles of Wuliangye to Young Master Zhang.

Young Master Zhang took the wine, but didn't say anything. He flipped his hand and slammed the white wine on the head of the plane. The bottle was smashed to pieces and the wine splashed everywhere.

"Ah!" The plane head covered his head in pain, and was almost stunned by Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang looked at the head of the plane and ignored him. Another wine bottle cap was on the head of the plane, and blood came out from the head of the plane.

But Young Master Zhang seemed to have not noticed it and raised his arm again.

"Sister, I'm sorry!" The plane's head completely lost its temper. He knelt in front of the waiter and kowtowed to the waiter and begged for mercy.

He could see that the young boss of this bar is a lunatic! I'd better not want to save face or something for the time being.

"Will you be honest?" Major General Zhang put down the bottle of wine in his hand, and then made another big move. "Big, take all these people down!"

Sun Dabing winked at the lobby manager. At the lobby manager's order, a group of people rushed out and betted all the plane heads and several of his accomplices.

"Dajie, do you understand what's going on?" After taking the person away, Mr. Zhang asked casually.

Sun Dabing said with hatred: "I didn't see it at first, but now I understand that this is their usual trick to frame it. First, I send someone to cause trouble to attract attention, and then take the opportunity to hide the stolen goods in the bar. I guess the police are about to arrive."

"That's right." Zhang Dashao nodded, swept his mind and found a bloody dagger under a stool in the backstage of the bar. It was the one hidden there that the young man sneaked out before.

Just as Young Master Zhang was about to go over and take out the dagger, a riot broke out in the bar, and a pair of policemen forced into the bar.

"What should I do with Brother Zhang?" Sun Daling asked in a low voice in front of Mr. Zhang. The backbone around him also realized what was going on, and his expression seemed a little anxious.

Although I knew the tricks of that group of people, I could not deal with them in such a short time. If the police really found something, the bar would also be blocked.

"It doesn't matter. With me here, no one can move this bar." Mr. Zhang said indifferently.

When Sun Dabing heard Mr. Zhang's words, he felt relieved. However, the backbone around him showed a sneering expression, thinking that this person was young and unreliable, and he could even say such arrogant words.

"The policeman is waiting for the prosecutor. The man and the woman stand on the left and right, take out all their ID cards!" A loud voice came, and Liu Bo's majestic figure appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing everyone's nervous look in the bar, Liu Bo subconsciously raised his chest, took out a baton and swung it, with great majesty: "Give me a quick look! Are your hands and feet rusted? They are slow and like a turtle!"

"Captain Liu, we're meeting again." Young Master Zhang smiled and walked towards Liu Bo. Captain Liu was really destined to be with him, and he could always meet him.

"Crack, who the hell is that?" Liu Bo frowned and turned his head, "You can call Captain Liu if you dare to talk to me like this?"

Before he could finish his words, Liu Bo suddenly saw the familiar face, his body trembled on the spot, and the baton in his hand almost fell to the ground: "Zhang, Brother Zhang?"

What!?

The policemen who had just rushed in to show their power almost bit off their tongues and couldn't believe their ears. Captain Liu, who is famously arrogant and domineering, actually called this young man, Brother Zhang?
Chapter completed!