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Chapter 83: Big fight chapter)

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Needless to say, the person who can say this is naturally Feng Sizhe.

Feng Sizhe, who had been paying attention to the activities here, saw that Miao Zihan was isolated, and immediately stood up without hesitation. Not to mention that Miao Zihan had a strong financial background, just saying that this kind of thing was encountered by him.

When the time comes, even an ordinary person will stand up. From his core, he still has a trace of heroic spirit.

They thought that no one would speak for Miao Zihan, but now Feng Sizhe suddenly appeared from the side. Song Mingyi and Yu Qiang were stunned and a little at a loss.

"Yeah, I also think the steak here is average, even a little bad. Hey, if Chang'an Western Restaurant is only of this quality, then I don't think it's better to close it from now on." Duan Yunpeng finally stood up and said to him

Originally, the Chang'an Club was his potential enemy, and his good friends seemed to have been watching the intellectual girl with glasses. Now someone dared to talk about this girl in front of them. Feng Sizhe stood up again,

If he doesn't stand up, something will really go wrong.

Duan Yunpeng suddenly stood up, which made Song Mingyi and Yu Qiang even more troubled. On the other hand, Wen Rujian upstairs couldn't help being surprised when he saw Duan Yunpeng appear. Others may not know Duan Yunpeng, but he is indeed no stranger.

People from Kyoto, and they are all descendants of aristocratic families, and they are all doing business, how could they not know each other? Just now, his eyes were caught by Miao Zihan, and he didn't even notice if there were other people in the western restaurant. Now Duan Yunpeng

Standing up with Feng Sizhe still gave Wen Rujian upstairs a headache.

Although he didn't know Feng Sizhe, even if he could go out to dinner with Duan Yunpeng, he would definitely not be an unknown figure. It seemed that today's matter would be difficult to solve if he didn't come forward. Wen Rujian shook his head and slowly pushed

He opened the door to the private room on the second floor and strode downstairs.

Song Mingyi and Yu Qiangjiao didn't know the two people who suddenly appeared and seemed to be heroes to save the beauty. When they saw that there was someone who was not afraid of death and dared to stand up for this beauty, he immediately felt that his majesty was being challenged. If so,

Miao Zihan's disregard for his love didn't make him feel too much, after all, she was a beauty? It's natural for a beautiful person to have a temper, but when these two grown men came forward, he was a little angry.

"Hey, what day is it today? All the little fish and shrimps are jumping out. What's the matter? I want to interfere with your Master Song's business. Okay, then let me see what you are talking about."

Song Mingyi couldn't do anything to Miao Zihan. Firstly, because she was a woman. It was morally unjustifiable to hit a woman in front of everyone. It might also trigger other people's desire to protect their beauty. It would not be good if everyone targeted him.

Done. Secondly, this beauty is a woman of Wen Rujian's liking. If she doesn't get it, she will be his sister-in-law for a while. If she is offended, it will be trouble in the future. What will happen if someone blows the pillow?

I'm in trouble myself.

On the contrary, these two men jumped out, and he could really control them casually. No matter whether the attack was light or heavy, it was hard for others to say anything. Just when he was thinking about how to establish his authority, well, someone jumped out.

Okay, this is really an opportunity that cannot be missed. Song Mingyi suddenly showed an extremely sinister expression on his face and opened his mouth to say this.

Who is Duan Yunpeng? He is one of the direct grandsons of the Duan family. When was he said to be a small fish or a shrimp? At this moment, his face was very ugly. Especially Feng Sizhe who was standing aside looked like he was not involved.

Looking at him made Duan Yunpeng feel even more pressured. Feng Sizhe was no better than himself. He had always called himself a playboy, as if he was the only one who bullied others. It was indeed difficult for others to bully him. How about now? By a little-known

A person points his nose and says that he is a small fish and a shrimp. It seems that if he is not dealt with properly, it will be impossible, and it will inevitably make Feng Sizhe look down on him.

"You just deserve to be beaten." Duan Yunpeng, who was angry at the moment, took two steps forward and rushed to the opposite side of Song Mingyi. Without saying a word, he punched the opponent in the face.

"Yes!" After a crisp sound, Song Mingyi covered his face and took two steps back. At this moment, nosebleeds flowed out from the side of his palm.

"Ah! Blood!" When Song Mingyi saw the blood flowing out of his palms, he shouted and sat down on the ground as if he was about to die. "Ah, someone is going to kill someone, someone is going to kill someone.

"Song Mingyi looked at the blood in his hands and shouted in panic.

This is the weakness of human nature. Even if a person is used to showing off his power, when someone suddenly steps on him, the panic will also make people uncontrollable fear, especially if the nose bleeds, it is real

The blood completely stimulated him. After a moment of fear, he became hysterical and angry. He dared to hit me. At that moment, Song Mingyi's anger reached its peak. "Where are the people? Where are all the people dead? Give them to me."

Beat him."

Song Mingyi's angry shout immediately called over the security guards of the Western restaurant who had just focused their attention here. These security guards all knew about the relationship between Song Mingyi and Master Jian. Now when they saw Song Mingyi getting in close contact with others in the Western restaurant, they started to panic.

Feeling that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities, when he heard someone shouting, the nearest security guards immediately ran over, aiming directly at Duan Yunpeng.

Facing this sudden turn of events, Duan Yunpeng first gave Feng Sizhe a bitter smile, meaning that this time he was risking his own life for the sake of his friends. Feng Sizhe must remember this.

Feng Sizhe did not expect that Duan Yunpeng usually looked like a humble gentleman, but when something happened, he would lose his composure and hit the person. He also shook his head helplessly. But this is not the time to sigh, then

Several security guards have already rushed over. What you have to do now is how to settle the matter at hand, or escape unscathed. At this moment, your identity, background, and status are all of no use. Even if you look back and have some

The ability is to deal with all the people who beat you up, but it can't change the outcome of you being beaten up first.

As the saying goes, a good man never suffers the consequences of the moment, so Feng Sizhe said to Duan Yunpeng, "Okay, let's call him out first and talk later." After saying this, he took a step forward and thrust his right foot into the hands of a security guard who was on Duan Yunpeng's left side.

Between the legs, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's arm. Then with a strong force, he tilted his body and immediately put the security guard on his back. He threw him over his shoulder and threw him to the ground.

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