The two men who originally wanted to search their bodies only hesitated for a moment, but then they were ready to take action.

This is just a few seconds before they touch Si Fan, but both bodyguards were both guys who had bought their lives by Wang Sheng, and they had already put their lives aside.

Just when they were about to touch Si Fan, when they looked at Si Fan's calm attitude, Wang Sheng was the first to start to suspect that he knew Si Fan's strength, which was quite terrifying. Just the elite under his command could razure the club to the ground. Of course, it would cost blood.

Si Fan just smiled and looked at the other person, not caring about the person behind him at all.

This expression and movement are full of confidence.

Wang Sheng on the opposite side was really timid. He was not a ruthless person like Du Yuesheng. He was a ruthless person who could not change his expression even if he was pressed on his head. He was just a Li Gui who imitated Li Kui.

"Okay, stop!" He stopped his two subordinates and greeted the side with his right hand.

The waiter knew on the spot that it was his intention, so he hurriedly walked over and opened the red wine, and placed it in front of Si Fan.

I smiled and looked at it as food and Western red wine, but it didn’t match it anyway.

"This is really a merger between China and the West, with Burgundy Conde, the Manchu and Han banquet, you can really match the red wine from 2008." Si Fan came up and laughed a few times.

This ridicule was simply silent. Wang Sheng, who was ruthlessly mocking, was completely tasteless.

But they don't care.

He just lay on the chair carelessly, looking at the red wine that looked like blood with an indifferent expression on his face.

"This is the best red wine. I auctioned in Luxembourg. It is an absolute collector's version. It is also the best one in the batch. Now it is all in my hands. If you like it, I can give you a bottle." He looked like he gave alms and had the attitude of the old demon Aso, and he was very worthy of beating.

No one dared to express his dissatisfaction with his attitude. He is Wang Sheng, who is in the Demon City, and he is the absolute overlord here.

Of course, except for some people, there are a few big bosses who dare not touch other people's tiger beards.

Obviously, Si Fan is definitely not in this ranks.

Si Fan also knows himself that he is here to play. In this regard, the Internet is almost his territory. Of course, the country's suppliers are the main force, but Wang Sheng is the biggest supporting provider. The real people do things are his subordinates. The supply of this network is the country, but they serve them. They also make a lot of money.

Now, Si Fan almost lets people in one district give up the network they use, which means that his customers have instantly lost the entire district, and the small amount of money that starts at hundreds of millions of yuan each year is gone.

How could he not be angry? What's more, when Si Fan came to the Demon City, the goal was to all the places in the Demon City. In other words, Si Fan's purpose was to attract all the Internet suppliers of the Demon City, including state-owned suppliers.

This country can compete in the market. After all, they agreed to allow Si Fan to be in conflict with the territory, and that would not go back on their word.

But Wang Sheng doesn't do it. This is the meat in his mouth, fat.

So Si Fan could only let him compromise himself. Now, Si Fan even directly attacked them.

He would not give the other party a good look, and gently slammed the wine glass on the table with a "bang!", without any attitude of meeting the boss.

"I'm here today. If you want me to drink this glass of wine, it will not be easy." Si Fan was full of momentum.

Wang Sheng smiled: "Oh, the little red man is still a newborn calf, not afraid of tigers! He actually came to my Wang territory and didn't look at what this place is. This is the Demon City, and this is not the place where birds do not shit in Loulan City."

He despised Loulan City very much, and there was no way. In his opinion, Loulan City was a countryside place.

He never looked down on that countryside, or in other words, only Kyoto in China could make him look up at it and avoid it.

Because there are more tigers there, even more are Raptors, real Raptors.

He didn't take Si Fan seriously, but Si Fan's words were very cold.

"I know this is your territory. You have been in the Demon City for decades, but at the most dangerous time, you went abroad in those dangerous ten years, with a large number of antiques, right?"

These words directly opened the truth. Wang Sheng was absolutely unclean. Every piece of antiques was bleeding from that time, and I don’t know what channel he used to send them out.

Wang Sheng was proud: "I felt the sound of the wind a little back then, so I left this land. Now it seems that I really made a good move back then!"

What is alluded to is of course the current threat to Si Fan, saying that it is a recollection but secretly telling Si Fan that he was doing things with his head in the past, and now it is the same.

Si Fan, who sat firmly on Diaoyutai, did not feel nervous at all and moved his hands easily.

"Well, you ran away with antiques back then, should those things be returned now?" Si Fan said.

Wang Sheng's face was dark. Yes, he has been asking him to return the things he took back then for years in the Demon City.

"The things are mine, and when you return them, you donate them. You don't have to worry about them. But your subordinates are still fine now?" He fought back.

Si Fan gently patted the table and drew an X on it. His anger was already ignited: "Yes, most of the people have come back. Those 177 ignorant things that are alive and dead should have been dealt with now!"

"But!" When he said this, the air seemed to be much colder.

"My subordinate has a powerful general. Tank, the former leader of the seventh firepower team, was beaten to death by these guys. I am worried about seeking revenge from this mastermind! Can you tell me who it is?" Si Fan sneered, and was so cold.

My face has been torn apart, and there is nothing to say.

Wang Sheng suddenly threw the cup in his hand, and a glass of bright red wine fell to the ground, dyeing the Persian carpet red. The delicate patterns penetrated the wine and could no longer be washed out.

And at this moment, the two men opposite wanted to take out something from their arms almost at the same time.

At this moment, a sigh came out inexplicably.

"Oh! Why bother!" As soon as the sound fell, I heard two muffled sounds.

The sky seemed to be red, and the rooms seemed to be red.

Crash! Before the sound, Si Fan took off his clothes and covered his body, trying his best to cover them all.

At this moment, it seemed as if two flowers were blooming in the room, the sinful mandala flower composed of blood and flesh!

In an instant! The plasma was sprayed on the convenient parts of the hotel, and on the walls, two big holes as thick as children's arms were dripping with dust.
Chapter completed!