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Chapter 1097 One-on-one or group fight

"Master Qi, don't be nervous. The last thing I have to do is very simple, just a small thing!" Diji said with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Qi Yongshou asked angrily.

"That's right...the morning tea at Lianxiangju is really good, especially the lady boss who looks very good and has a body that will kill you..."

Diaoji swallowed his saliva and said with a lewd smile: "So I thought, could you lend me the gold card you got at Lianxiangju for a few days, so that I can come here for morning tea without spending any money...

Of course, it’s not that I don’t have money to come here for morning tea, I just think it’s very honorable to hold your Master Qi’s gold card!”

"Okay, this is the last thing, I will never agree to any conditions again!"

Qi Yongshou took out a gold card and slapped it on the table.

"Thank you, thank you Master Qi, you are really my God of Wealth!"

The epileptic chicken put away the gold card with a smile on his face.

"That's all, I've done my best, so you can take care of yourself. If those photos are seen by a third person, I can guarantee that... you will be dead on the streets right away!" Qi Yongshou said coldly.

"Don't worry, those photos are our life-saving talismans. We will keep them carefully to ensure they are foolproof..."

Diji smiled and said: "In order to better preserve those photos, please give us the key to Jinting Xiaozhu now. We will move in today."

"snort!"

Qi Yongshou snorted, reluctantly took out a bunch of keys, threw them on the table, and went out with three bodyguards.

"Hahaha!"

The crazy chicken laughed happily, rapped the table with his knuckles and shouted: "Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, rip-off is really fun!"

"Brother Diaoji, you are so unscrupulous in trying to rip off Qi Yongshou, aren't you afraid that he will cause trouble for you in the future?" Jiang Chonglou sighed, "When Gillian's matter cools down, he will definitely not give up!

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"I'm so scared!"

Diji smiled and said: "Our brothers helped Sister Qian get the black jade reconstruction cream this time. It is a great achievement. In the future, we will definitely be able to be the boss. When the time comes, we will have thousands of subordinates. We are afraid of just Qi Yongshou."

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"Forehead..."

Jiang Chonglou was really speechless about Epilepsy's great ideal.

This crazy chicken is sometimes crazy, but sometimes he is thoughtful, very clever, and has some crooked talents...

"Let's go, let's go treat Sister Qian's injuries first, and then we'll find Ami to move, and move Uncle Zhong and Aunt Mei to the Jinting Villa to enjoy themselves!"

Diji stuffed the last few steamed dumplings on the table into his mouth, got off the tatami and put on his slippers.

Jiang Zhonglou also put on his shoes, and the two brothers left the box.

"Bang! Bang!"

At this moment, the sound of breaking porcelain was heard in the box next door.

Then, a vicious man's voice shouted: "Do you really not want to open this store? Why does the taste of this morning tea get worse and worse?"

"Brother Biao, I'm sorry, it's the people below who can't do it. I'll ask the chef to make it for you again!" I heard Sister Lian quickly apologize and laugh.

"Fuck, my mood has been ruined. Will doing it again make me happy?"

The man cursed again, and his voice was none other than Scar Biao from the Sanhai Society.

It seems that after he was beaten to pieces by the crazy chicken that day, he was in an extremely bad mood these past few days, so he made trouble in Lianxiang Juli to vent his anger.

"Brother Biao, what do you want?" Sister Lian asked depressedly.

"Come over and have morning tea with me in person, and forget about today's matters, otherwise, I will smash your Lianxiangju today!" Scar Biao scolded again.

"Here...Brother Biao, if you are interested, I will just call a few beauties to come and have morning tea with you. I...have to greet the customers in the shop, so I am afraid I won't be able to have morning tea with you."

Sister Lian said awkwardly.

"What? I'm giving you a huge favor by asking you to accompany me to have morning tea. How dare you be so shameless?"

Scar Biao cursed fiercely again: "Lianxiang, don't think that just because some respectable people come to your place to have morning tea, you will also have respect...

Let me tell you, in my eyes, there is no difference between you and the woman from Blue Rose Place on Burland Street!

If you don’t accompany me today, this shabby shop will never open again!”

"Brother Biao, I have always paid you protection money, and you have never accepted any money when you come to have morning tea. If you...if you bully me again, you will have broken the rules on the road!"

Sister Lian said angrily.

"What? Are you trying to teach me a lesson? Damn! If you don't drink a toast, you'll be fined. I'm going to punish you here today. Let's see if you still dare to talk to me about any rules!"

The man cursed loudly and heard the sound of porcelain in the box again, as well as Sister Lian's frightened scream.

A group of waitresses were so frightened that they exited the private room door and looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do.

If you call the police, you will completely offend Dao Scarbiao, and I am afraid that Lianxiang Residence will really not be able to open in the future...

"Son of a bitch!"

Mad Chicken cursed angrily, rushed over in three steps, and kicked open the box door with one kick.

Jiang Zhonglou followed closely and saw that Sister Lian had been pulled by Scar Biao until her clothes were messy and her hair was messy...

There were seven or eight scarred, muscular men in the box, surrounding Sister Lian...

Dao Scarbiao and several of his men had gauze wrapped on their faces. Apparently the injuries they suffered from the fish balls that day had not healed yet...

"Scar Biao, you accept protection money from her and still bully her? Are you still a human being? Aren't you afraid that the ancestor of Hongmen will rain down five thunders to kill you?"

The crazy chicken cursed.

"What the hell, you idiot? You dare to imitate other heroes and save beautiful women?"

Scar Biao let go of Sister Lian, walked over slowly, and said fiercely to Epilepsy: "Mad, I was just looking for revenge on you these days, but I didn't expect you to throw yourself into the trap and come to me.

The territory is coming!”

"Damn it, you were beaten into a pig's head by me just that day, and you still dare to be so arrogant today? Do you want to be beaten again?" Dianji sneered, not timid at all.

Seeing that Scar Biao's attention was attracted by the epileptic chicken, Sister Lian hurriedly ran out of the box.

Unexpectedly, seven or eight of Scar Biao's men surrounded him and blocked the door of the box.

Sister Lian was so frightened that she subconsciously hid in the corner behind Epilepsy Chicken.

"Don't be afraid, these bastards are all defeated by me. Even if there are a dozen more, they won't be enough for me to warm up alone!"

Diao Ji protected Sister Lian in the corner, took out the machete from his waist, pointed at Scar Biao and the others and said, "Are you going to fight alone or in a group fight?"

Jiang Zhonglou stood beside Epilepsy, pretending to be at a loss, and after a pause he raised his fists, but it was as if he was surrendering, and he looked as if he had never been in a fight before...

"Of course it was a group fight..."

Scar Biao smiled lazily and said, "It was because you accidentally burned us with fish balls that day. Today, seven or eight of us are surrounding you and we will never let you escape from this box!"

"Escape? Damn it, we brothers, we have never known how to write the word escape!"

Diaoji smiled nonchalantly and said: "You guys are just some stinky sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs. I can kill you all by myself without Ah Feng having to do anything!"

"Hmph! You are so stubborn when you are about to die? Brothers, come on!"

Scar Biao yelled viciously, drew out his machete and rushed forward.

His seven or eight younger brothers also drew their swords and rushed over.


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