Chapter 72

Bihai manor is located in the suburbs. It is a private villa. It is hardly open to the outside world. It only receives some friends or entertainment.

Yang Xuan parked his car at the door and looked around. He couldn't help laughing. It would be a good place to get rid of his arms here, and he wasn't afraid of causing any trouble.

Two men in black took Yang Xuan to a private room, then turned around and locked the door from the outside.

"Mr. Yang, I'm all right."

The greasy man sat in the chair and smiled here. On his right hand, there was a middle-aged man with a beard. His back was straight, his eyes were bright, and the lines on his forehead vaguely showed a king character. Even if he didn't speak, he exuded the momentum of the king of the jungle.

In addition, there are several burly men in black standing behind. It seems that these people are not secretive today. The beginning shows that this is a Hongmen banquet.

In such an atmosphere, most people will be more or less nervous or unnatural.

But Yang Xuan, just like nothing, walked straight over, pulled a chair and sat down without being greeted. He put a chopstick fish in his mouth and praised, "this fish is good. It looks like an authentic steamed bass in the south of the Yangtze River."

Then he poured another glass of wine, took a sip, smashed it, and praised, "good wine, I didn't expect to drink authentic Bergamot wine here!"

After saying this, the expression of the bearded middle-aged man in the opposite side paused slightly, and a touch of surprise and look flashed in Yang Xuan's eyes.

The greasy man frowned and said, "Mr. Yang, you are a guest today. It's impolite to eat first without saying hello to the host when you enter the house?"

"Politeness?"

Yang Xuan disdained to smile. "Didn't you let me eat? In that case, what else can I do if I don't eat? Besides, the owner here today is not you. People don't care. You shout a chicken feather here!"

After that, he tore off a chicken leg and chewed it. He didn't eat in the afternoon. Let alone the dishes here are really good.

"You fucking..."

The greasy man was just about to attack, but the bearded man next to him raised his hand and stopped him, then gently shook his head, while he watched Yang Xuan eat and drink with great interest.

After Yang Xuan had enough to eat and drink, he burped, pulled two paper towels and wiped them on the corners of his mouth. Then he looked at the greasy man and said, "I'm full. Is there anything else? I'll go first."

The greasy man was so angry that he was smoking at the corners of his mouth. Why didn't the boy play cards according to the routine?

But he still held back his anger, pointed to the beard next to him and said with a smile, "introduce you to a friend. This is my brother, Longquan Zhou AHU. People in the road call him tiger master."

After saying this, the greasy man stared at each other, and a touch of self-confidence was aroused in the corners of his mouth.

He believed that as long as it was Nanjiang City, no matter who heard Zhou AHU's name, he would tremble.

But Yang Xuan's performance surprised him again.

"Oh, nice to meet you. You invited the wine and dinner today. Thank you. I'll invite you to have a snack another day."

Yang Xuanchong and Zhou AHU said with a smile.

The greasy man is completely ignorant. Even if the other party is the president of Tiancheng Group, it is Zhou AHU!

I called him here today and asked Zhou AHU to accompany me. Can't this guy guess his meaning?

What makes it look like he's really coming to dinner?

"You are from Nanjiang. I don't think I need to introduce the name Zhou AHU."

The greasy man was patient and said, "I dare not say anywhere else. Only in Longquan, the tiger Lord is the underground emperor here. He also opened the villa. In a word, even if you chop people into meat sauce on the spot, it's a match head."

Yang Xuan has a habit of smoking after drinking wine. In fact, he doesn't want to listen to the grandson's wordy words at all. Don't introduce it more. Then he will fart!

Then he took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He took out a disposable lighter from his pocket. Because he was used to using the metal lighter before him, other lighters were not used to it, so the action when lighting fire seemed a little unnatural.

But in the greasy man's view, the other party is obviously guilty.

He said triumphantly, "I'm disappointed with President Yang's performance in the office today, but I'm very helpful. Don't president Yang like to pour tea on people? Come on, I'll let you continue pouring. There's no tea here, just use wine instead. If you don't pour..."

Shua!

Before he finished, Yang Xuan suddenly picked up his glass and threw it on the other party's face, and then made an innocent expression, "if I don't meet your requirements, I really can't say it."

"Fuck you!"

The greasy man suddenly became angry. He never expected that the other party really had the courage, "brother tiger, what are you doing? Hurry up!"

Zhou AHU put down his chopsticks calmly, nodded and said, "OK."

Then he grabbed an ashtray from the table.

The greasy man wiped the wine stains on his face with his hand and said fiercely to Yang Xuan, "I see how arrogant you are. Don't cry and kneel down to beg me later, brother tiger, be cruel..."

Boom!

Before the words fell, the ashtray suddenly burst open on the greasy man's head, and the blood flowed down his forehead in an instant.

The greasy man rolled to the ground and shouted with his head in his arms, "brother tiger, what do you mean!"

Zhou AHU snorted coldly, "didn't you just let me do it? Let me do it harder. I'm satisfied with you!"

Then he suddenly stood up, took a chair and smashed it at the greasy man, followed by a burst kick.

It can be seen that Zhou AHU had some Kung Fu in his hand and was particularly cruel. After a burst kick, at least five or six ribs were broken on the greasy man, which made him faint.

Zhou AHU stopped and smiled at Yang Xuan, "this is the first time I've heard of such a request. If I don't meet him, I'm really a little embarrassed."

Yang Xuan looked at Zhou AHU suspiciously, "did we know each other before?"

Zhou AHU's move just now really surprised Yang Xuan. He was ready to get rid of his arms, but he didn't expect Zhou AHU to be angry with the greasy man.

Zhou AHU stood up, respectfully saluted Yang Xuan and said, "I don't know, but my brother's name Zhou has been thunderous. I don't know if my brother remembers. Some misunderstandings occurred with my two frustrated dogs in Longquan villa a while ago?"

Yang Xuan frowned and remembered that she had been in Longquan villa before, because Zhao Xiaodan picked up several people. The leader seemed to be called Zhou a Bao.

"Is Zhou Bao your son?" Yang xuandao.

"It's the dog."

Zhou AHU said with a smile, "that day, the dog was not sensible and bumped into his brother. Please don't blame him. I have punished the dog heavily. I'll let him put the wine in person and make a good apology to my brother another day."

"What exactly do you mean?"

Yang Xuan was confused. It is reasonable to say that Zhou a Bao was cleaned up by himself. Zhou a Hu, as his father, should stand out. How can he be polite to himself?