The white-haired foreigner looked downcast. As a dragon-level killer in the Dragon Temple, he had never suffered such a shame and humiliation!
But just as Lu Fan said, Lu Fan could easily kill him here. If Ma Zicong used the power of the Ma family to smooth over this matter easily, his death would be in vain and of no value at all.
Under the leadership of the white-haired foreigner, the bald black men's companions also got up and knelt down.
They wanted to run away, but if they left like this, they would no longer be able to recognize the white-haired foreigner as their big brother, and they would even have trouble eating...
"Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."
"Beauty, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."
"..."
It's very painful to apologize, and it's also very painful to be apologized to.
Ma Zicong and the others tried hard not to look at the foreigners kneeling at their feet and kissing them, but their bodies were trembling slightly.
They feel like they understand something in their brains, and they try hard to think about it, but they can't find anything.
The white-haired foreigner stood up, looked at Lu Fan with a livid face and asked, "Can we leave now?"
Lu Fan smiled and nodded: "Please do."
"Do you dare to leave your name?" the white-haired foreigner whispered.
As a dragon in the Dragon Temple, he naturally has his own unique and keen insight. This person is definitely not simple, and he knows the Dragon Temple well. He must report the news to the Hell Sea Dragon immediately so that he can prepare in advance.
"Lu Fan." Lu Fan said with a smile.
"Lu Fan?"
The white-haired foreigner was stunned. He vaguely felt that the name seemed familiar. He had heard it somewhere.
"Okay, just wait for me. I will come back to you soon. Just wait, it will be soon!"
Without having time to think too much, the white-haired foreigner quickly walked out with the group of people under his command.
The bar security guards then came out, asked a few questions, and were sent away by Lu Fan. They bullied the weak and feared the strong, and Lu Fan didn't like them at all.
When something like this happened, no one had the intention to continue playing.
The lady walked back to the booth to pick up her bag, while the man held Ma Zicong in his arms and wanted to quickly send him back to Ma's house for treatment of his injuries.
At the door of the bar.
Lu Fan met this group of people again.
Lu Fan looked at Ma Zicong and the others and said, "They will definitely take revenge. If you go out to play in the future, you must be careful."
Ma Zicong looked up at Lu Fan, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Thank you, I will pay attention to it in the future."
Lu Fan nodded. Compared with most children from rich families, Ma Zicong has a pretty good character. At least he is not bad at heart. When encountering big problems, he can stand up and protect his companions, even though he was really disrespectful to him before.
Not great, but as a man, who doesn’t have a little bit of a competitive spirit?
Especially in front of the goddess he admires, it is not too much to drink some wine and have a fight. This cousin, whom he met for the first time, is still a child to teach.