Chapter 18 Unreasonable, Domineering is better than the past

With the mask of fraud, Zhang Fan finally got rid of the current embarrassing situation.

He can use the mask of fraud to disguise another character, confuse the world and confuse everyone's sight, and thus hide himself deeper. He knows that the water in "The Brave" is very deep. Don't look at his current glory. If he really faces those great guilds, he will only defeat himself. This has been taught by his bloody lessons in his previous life.

But he is a person who yearns for freedom and cannot stand any constraints. If he compromises and joins a guild for his own safety and seeks protection, the significance of his rebirth will be greatly reduced.

"Dong, the player 'Pangpang Invincible' requested to talk to you, will it be connected?"

"Come on." Zhang Fan suddenly remembered the matter of gathering with Bai Peng and Zhao ** tonight, and patted his forehead, "It seems that the time is almost over."

"What's the end?" Bai Peng's unique loud voice came over, "Quick out of the game quickly, let's go directly to the famous brand sheep scorpion store, I'll just pick you up. You can ride your limited edition Phitten motorcycle by yourself."

Before Zhang Fan could speak, he hung up the call over there.

Once again, he shook his head with a wry smile, and Zhang Fan also quit the game, but before leaving, he went to the gym on the third floor first because he felt that his strength had increased a lot. If he didn't practice and adapt, he was afraid that he would accidentally turn his beloved motorcycle into a pile of scrap iron.

He didn't know how strong he was now, anyway, it would be fine to play ten of them.

Not long after, he went downstairs and walked into the parking room.

The brand new Phitung Motorcycle was leaning quietly against the wall. This was what he had begged his father Zhang Guoqiang for a long time, and it was worth no less than 100,000 yuan. Although the Zhang family's wealth at that time could have obtained a deluxe version of Phitung Motorcycle that was ten times more expensive than this, this motorcycle was already his father's bottom line and he could only accept it.

Gently wiped the fuselage, and the next moment, Zhang Fan started the engine and slowly drove out of the villa gate.

After a long time, a pretty figure appeared at the door, stood and looked at it, and a gentle sigh came from his mouth.

"Maybe I shouldn't have expectations for you." A bitter smile appeared on her pretty face. The poetic woman looked at the direction where Zhang Fan left, shook her head, and turned around and entered the house.

The famous brand of Sheep Scorpion is a famous restaurant on Qixing Street, City C. Although it is small in area, it has many people. The exclusive sheep Scorpion tastes authentic, has a hot business, and is well-known far and wide. Even those who are far away from other markets often come to visit. If you want to have a good meal here, you often need to book at least one day in advance.

Strangely, no matter how popular the restaurant business is, the boss Yang Daoli never has the idea of ​​expanding the scale. Many people secretly wonder: "Is there really anyone in this world who thinks there are too many money?"

After a while, Zhang Fan arrived at the door of the store.

"Old Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you look good?" Zhang Fan greeted him with a smile.

The boss Yang Daoli is an uncle in his forties. As soon as he saw Zhang Fan, he couldn't help but pause when he saw Zhang Fan holding the paper fan. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. Then this doubt came into his heart again and cursed with a smile: "It's big or small, it's called Uncle Yang."

"Okay, Uncle Yang, you are here to blow the wind, and I won't be with you anymore." Zhang Fan did not refute, smiled, and walked into the restaurant.

Yang Daoli is said to have been rooted here more than 20 years ago and opened a sheep scorpion shop. Although it is not obvious, its background is unfathomable. It has helped Zhang Fan a lot over the years. I don’t know if it is pleasing to Zhang Fan or for some other reason. In short, he favors Zhang Fan. He has almost never refused any Zhang Fan’s request. Bai Peng used Yang Daoli’s power to take over the position, otherwise that guy would still be not much different from a gangster.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Here you." Seeing Zhang Fan walking in, Bai Peng took a bite open the beer bottle cap and said, "Take it yourself, Xiao Mo will arrive in a while."

Zhang Fan was not polite either. He picked up a bottle of beer and bit off the bottle cap while saying vaguely: "How long have you been here?"

Seeing Zhang Fan biting the bottle cap, Bai Peng was a little surprised, then took a hard mouthful and said, "Just arrived."

"Hey, I said you are too unfavorable. You started drinking before I arrived." Zhao **'s voice came from the door, and he said maliciously: "If you don't say anything else, everyone will punish themselves for three cups later. How about it?"

Bai Peng shrugged.

Zhang Fan drank all the beer in one breath, then smiled and said, "Is this OK?"

"Huh? When did you feel so happy?" Zhao ** looked at Zhang Fan with curiosity as if he had discovered a new continent. Finally, he pressed his finger against his chin and said seriously: "Honestly, is there any good thing?" Before Zhang Fan could speak, he continued: "Hey, this is your wrong thing. If there is any good thing, don't tell us? Do you treat us as outsiders?"

He glared at him angrily, and Zhang Fan said, "What good thing can be done?"

"Let me guess."

Zhao ** said with a certainty: "It must have been your dream goddess Shu Mengna, right?"

"Stop, stop, don't mention her." Zhang Fan waved his hand quickly, "I don't have any interest in her now. If you want to join, I can make a move for you. But I advise you not to contact this woman, as something will happen."

Bai Peng was also curious: "Didn't you like this woman very much before?"

"Yes, we have advised you many times, but unfortunately you are so stubborn. Why, now you figured it out?" Zhao ** was immediately happy. For this woman, he persuaded Zhang Fan a lot, and even made the relationship rigid several times. He wanted to beat Zhang Fan and wake him up completely. Now that Zhang Fan figured it out himself, how could he be unhappy?

Looking at Zhao ** and Bai Peng apologetically, Zhang Fan said, "I'm really sorry for you a few days ago."

"If you are brothers, don't say these things." Bai Peng walked over and patted his shoulder, "It is inevitable that people will be confused. Didn't I make mistakes before?"

What was Zhang Fan just about to say...

"Who said I have no money? What I have at home is money! Let me give you half a dozen, no, let's have a dozen Zhujiang Chunsheng, let us brothers have fun!" A drunken voice passed through the door and entered the private room, which also made Zhang Fan, who was about to speak, closed his mouth, his face suddenly became gloomy, and a murderous intent arises in his heart. A huge anger suddenly bursts out and is difficult to suppress.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Peng asked with a frown.

Zhang Fan said lightly: "Fatty, if I beat someone to be disabled here, will you be in trouble?"

"What's wrong?" Bai Peng's eyes twitched, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

"Just tell me, will you be in trouble?" Zhang Fan never said so calmly, but instead made people feel a little shivered. This is more like a kind of tranquility before a storm, and this tranquility will inevitably be broken soon.

Bai Peng said: "I won't have any trouble, but..."

Before he could speak, Zhang Fan turned around and walked out, leaving a figure behind.

"Zhang Fan, calm down!" Zhao ** also noticed something wrong with Zhang Fan, shouted, and rushed out with Bai Peng.

"ah!"

“Wow~”

Immediately afterwards, an uproar and a scream sounded in the hall. When Bai Peng and Zhao ** rushed out, they could only see a slightly drunk young man lying on the ground like a dead dog. The young man's face was swollen, a wisp of blood flowed from his nose and mouth, and his mouth was moaning with pain. He covered his chest and twitched all over. In just a few seconds, his face was covered with cold sweat.

The people around were stunned.

Bai Peng and Zhao ** were confused, obviously they had not figured out the situation yet.

"Xiaofan." At this time, Yang Daoli also walked in and frowned.

"Uncle Yang, I don't want to make trouble with you. But just now, I really couldn't help it. I had the urge to kill him!" Zhang Fan took a deep breath and said slowly.

Bai Peng and Zhao ** looked at each other, both of whom saw the doubts in each other's eyes. They had never seen Zhang Fan so angry.

Yang Daoli nodded, glanced at the young man curled up on the ground, and said calmly: "Since he has messed with you, there is no need to worry. This person can be handled by you, just don't kill him. After all, there are so many people watching him?" There was a meaning inside and outside, that if there were no outsiders, he could be killed.

The people around couldn't help but shrink their necks, and the timid ones were ready to leave at any time.

Watching the fun is the nature of the Chinese people, but if it is possible that it will involve themselves, few people will dare to continue watching.

Zhang Fan nodded, grabbed the young man's hair with his right hand, dragged it out of the restaurant, and then said slowly: "Do you really want to know the reason? Do you really want to beg for mercy? Is it very painful?"

The young man had already sobered up most of his alcohol. He endured the pain and kept nodding. Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Fan's actions scared him to death.

Zhang Fan slowly raised his right foot and kicked him in the lower body.

"Click..."

The crisp sound seemed to be broken.

"Ah~" At the same time, the young man also let out a pig-killing scream.

Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, and cold sweat suddenly popped up all over their bodies. The people who knew Zhang Fan were glad: "Fortunately, I didn't provoke him at the beginning." Those who didn't know asked one after another: "What's the origin of this person? He is so arrogant!"

After retracting his feet, Zhang Fan said softly: "There is no reason, it's just that you are unhappy." After that, he walked back to the hall.

This scared everyone around him so much that he dispersed to both sides, for fear of being missed by this madman.

When passing by Yang Daoli, Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "Uncle Yang, you have to help with this."
Chapter completed!