Chapter 103

"Let your father come to see me!" After eating the last peanuts, Han Fei looked at the short skirt girl, "if you want to go to the hospital, I'm sorry, I don't mind helping!"

Moustache's head was covered with blood and he was unconscious at the moment. The girl looked at Han Fei with a blue and white face.

"Sister Na, do you want to --"

"Shut up!" The scene was deadlocked. A red hair whispered a suggestion. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was scolded by the short skirt girl. He shrunk his neck and dared not speak again.

"You are arrogant and arrogant!" The short skirt girl looked at Han Fei and said, "I haven't spoken to you since I entered the hotel. Why do you think there is someone behind me?"

Zhang Xingwen and Shen Yanzhong are also very strange. Just now I heard Han Fei ask the other party's Lao Tzu to come out. I thought there was a auditory hallucination in my ears. The girl asked and quite admitted that there was someone behind her. Their eyes were full of worship stars.

Look, brother Fei is brother Fei. At a glance, I saw through the true face of Baigujing wearing underwear. Think of their previous yelling at the moustache. They put down the bottle with shame, and also learned to sit down calmly with Han Fei, pretending to have a calm expression.

"There is already an answer in your question." Han Fei smiled cunningly, "but the boss with some connotation will never be as arrogant as you were before. Those who dare to challenge me will not be followed by a group of shortsighted dog legs. Are you satisfied with my analysis? "

The girl's expression was tangled, and the dog legs scolded behind her looked ferocious. But the short skirt girl doesn't talk. Others dare not move.

"I admire you! You go to the second floor. He's waiting for you. " The girl in short skirt skimmed her lips and turned to walk out the door. Other gangsters stared at Han Fei and left with the girl.

In the hotel, there were only three guests left, including Han Fei, the owner of the hotel and several pale waitresses.

"You two go back first. I'll go upstairs and have a look!" Han Fei stood up and walked to the box on the second floor.

Zhang Xingwen and Shen Yanzhong looked at each other and couldn't understand Han Fei's move more and more. The three sat here drinking. Han Fei didn't move. Why was he so sure there was someone upstairs?

According to Han Feigang's words, isn't the man upstairs the father of the short skirt girl? However, Zhang Xingwen has noticed that the gangsters brought by the short skirt girl have gone. There should be no social idlers upstairs. Has that man been waiting upstairs? Then how could he be so sure that Han Fei would come to dinner with him?

"Keep the change!" Walking to the counter, Han Fei lost 300 yuan to his boss, "the smashed beer bottle is yours!"

What do you mean? Is the boss who scared the shit just now also an underworld? Zhang Xingwen and Shen Yanzhong felt that their eyes were not enough, and everything in front of them became illusory.

I took the money, but I didn't thank you. The restaurant owner was surprisingly calm and behaved abnormally. Wiping the counter with a white towel without raising his head, he was just different from before.

Han Fei walked up the stairs step by step. A moment later, Han Fei's footsteps stopped outside the innermost box on the second floor.

Knock on the door, Han Fei opens the door and goes in. In the box sat an old man in his sixties, whose big red face set off his short stature.

"Please sit down!" The old man's voice was loud and loud. He ate chicken legs and piled a whole plate of chicken bones in front of him.

The plate was a clean white plate engraved with broken blue flowers, and there was no oil stain and muscle left on the chicken bones. But every chicken bone is not damaged at all. If you understand the chicken bone structure, you can put together a complete chicken skeleton like a building block.

Han Fei sat down without touching any food on the table. He looked at the old man with respect and appreciation.

The old man was orderly. He didn't speed up his eating because Han Fei focused on watching, nor did he forget to chew because of Han Fei's eyes. After eating the last piece of meat, pick up a wet towel to wipe your hands, then pick up a tea cup and gargle.

Putting down the teacup, the old man introduced himself, "my name is Guan Laoliu. All familiar people call me brother six. I'm a cook. I like chicken best. "

"My name is Han Fei. Familiar people call me brother Xiaofei. I'm also half a cook, although I don't like wonton. But they sell wonton. " Han Fei's voice was calm and learned to introduce Guan Laoliu.

"Aren't you afraid I'll eat you?" Guan Laoliu pointed to the chicken bone in front of him and said, "Whoever provokes me will eventually become like this. I won't leave the other side any chance to fight back. Do you know what I mean? "

"Which level do you think is higher than killing wolves?"

"Tell me!"

"I like to skin the wolf, and I like to skin it alive. I've been a hunter for more than ten years. The first wolf who died in my hand is not thirty, but also twenty. If a wolf is worth a hundred chickens, I don't seem to be inferior to you, or even better than you. "

"It's good to boast about this skill."

"This skill is certainly not enough!" Han Fei smiled. "What if I peel and eat its tender meat raw in order to live?"

Guan Laoliu's hand to carry the tea cup stopped. After looking at Han Fei for a moment, he turned his head unnaturally.

"I won't pursue brother Condor and song Tingzhu. They are unlucky. Their eyes are not bright enough to provoke people who shouldn't be provoked."

"What if I don't agree?" Seeing that Guan Laoliu wanted to get up, Han Fei said in a cold voice, "song Tingzhu and brother Condor intercepted my car, as if it wasn't just for money. I was followed that day, but I never dared to do it. I say so, you should understand. "

"--" Guan Laoliu, who looked shocked just now, looked suddenly changed. Only a few people know about it at present. Even song Tingzhu and brother Condor didn't know about the beating. How could Han Fei know?

"Surprised, isn't it?" Han Fei picked up the teapot and poured a cup to Guan Laolou, "it's very simple. Because the moustache I beat just now was there that day. If I guessed right, brother Condor and song Tingzhu chose our team that day. It should be the awakening of moustache. And moustache obeys your daughter, and you two know about it, but you're not behind it, right? "

"Hua La -" Guan Laoliu tilted the cup in his hand, poured the hot tea on the back of his hand, wiped his hands flustered, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down“ You -- "

Guan Laoliu wanted to say, how do you know. But finally he said, "you're not human!"

That came out of the woman's mouth. That means you're a beast. If you're in bed, it's praise; If it's a fight, it's swearing. But the same words came out of the enemy's mouth. That is praise.

Han Fei readily accepted the praise and even crossed his legs proudly. However, Han Fei pointed to the door with his toes and his hands seemed casual. But made an offensive and defensive action.

"The boss downstairs is your driver. His fingers have calluses. He can either play with a knife or a gun. When ordering, I found that he often inadvertently looked at the stairs on the second floor. I guess there must be big people on it. However, such a boss will be scared by several small gangsters. It can only be said that he is suitable for killing, but not for acting. "

"After the little gangster came in, he just kicked the door, and it was fake. Your daughter performed well, but she was too anxious to go upstairs after entering the door. The performance of moustache is very good, but he lacks cooperation with your daughter. Both of them wanted to attract my attention, but there was no tacit understanding, so there was a loophole. "

"Something happened below. The boss didn't run upstairs. The waitress doesn't go to the second floor to avoid, which is too abnormal. When I picked up the bottle and hit my moustache. The boss lowered his head to wipe the counter and stood still at the entrance of the stairs. What would you think if it were you? "

Guan Laoliu is also an old Jianghu man, but he sweats cold on his back. Looking at the young face in front of him, he is secretly happy. Fortunately, I didn't do it. Otherwise, I'm afraid everyone will really go to the hospital.

"I lost!" Guan Laoliu picked up a clean tea cup, poured a cup of tea and respectfully put his hands in front of Han Fei.

"Just. There are some things you can say and some things you can't say. With your skill, you shouldn't set up a stall to sell wonton. Well, as compensation, this hotel belongs to you from today on. Don't pursue what happened before. "

Han Fei raised his eyebrows, but shook his head.

"A gentleman loves money in a right way. Although I am not a gentleman, I also know how to make money with both hands. I'm really interested in restaurants, but I don't want to rob others. If I really want everything from you, kill you, and then kill your daughter, then everything you have now is mine! "

"Do you think I'll be afraid of you?" Han Fei threatened himself with his daughter. Guan Laoliu was angry. His eyes stared like a bronze bell and was ready to start.

"The six people who drove out of the box on the second floor should be knife men. If I guessed right, they were all waiting outside the hotel. You can call them in. I promise they won't see you alive. I'm a hunter. Once I lock my prey, I won't stop until I reach my goal. If I left alive today, what would you say? "

Han Fei's pupil exudes the breath of death. His cold killing intention locks Guan Laoliu. He doesn't know when to take a chopstick in his hand.

"Poof -" the table more than ten centimeters thick made a noise, and the chopsticks stood on the table intact, making a palpitating hum.

Guan sat down slowly and said calmly, "let's have a good talk."

"Well! I love to hear that! " Han Fei smiled, turned and shouted downstairs, "a bottle of Maotai, a roast chicken."

Hunting takes brains, especially fighting with foxes hidden in the grass. Since the fox doesn't run away and asks for mercy, it's a small victory. It's not too much to celebrate with a bottle of Maotai.

Soon, Maotai and roast chicken came up. The old and the young were in high spirits when they pushed glasses for drinks. It was not until late at night that Han Fei walked out of the hotel accompanied by Guan Laoliu and left smartly in the shocked eyes of hundreds of people such as Guan Na.