The head man's face turned red instantly. Looking at Lin Chengfei, he cried out in a painful voice: "your uncle, you really dare to do it!"

"One more word of nonsense, cut your tongue, and get out of here!" Lin Chengfei gave a sharp drink, released his hand and kicked out.

Putong

The flat headed man squatted on the ground.

The rest of them looked gloomy and pointed to Lin Chengfei: "boy, you have the guts to fight our boss. If you have the guts, you will leave a name."

Lin Chengfei said faintly: "come from other places? Don't say it's you. Even in the capital, few people dare to make trouble in Yixin garden. You are so brave. "

"You Are you the boss

"Yes, I am the owner of this teahouse." Lin Chengfei stares at them and says, "if you want to make trouble, you have to open your eyes to see if the other party is someone you can provoke..."

"It's just a teahouse. I don't believe it. Can you go all the way?" The flat headed man's arm was broken. He didn't go to the hospital at the first time. Instead, he was determined to fight with Lin Chengfei to the end.

See who gets to the end.

"You wait for me!" The flat headed man said in a hateful voice, "I'll have a look today. What's the backstage of your broken teahouse?"

Lin Chengfei light smile way: "good, I wait."

When he saw that Lin Chengfei was at ease, he couldn't help muttering. But when he thought about his relatives and uncle's position in the capital, he couldn't help straightening up.

He didn't leave yixinyuan either. He motioned to the man behind him: "sophomore, take out my mobile phone and call my uncle!"

The man did not dare to delay, quickly took out the flat headed man's mobile phone, found a phone number, dialed out, and then put the phone to the flat headed ear.

Lin Chengfei stood there, bored waiting for them to come backstage.

To be honest, these people's tricks are really boring. They are arrogant when they meet each other, but if they can't beat them, they call them backstage

Can you do something?

Lin Chengfei doesn't look up to the scum who doesn't solve problems with his own fists.

Flathead's phone soon got through, he was very miserable roar: "little uncle, help, I was hit, my arm is broken, you come to make the decision for me!"

This flat headed man is almost in his thirties. He even calls someone else's little uncle. That little uncle is sixty or seventy years old, isn't he?

After a few words, he hung up.

The flat headed man got his uncle's assurance. When he looked up at Lin Chengfei, he was a bit more cruel.

"Boy, if you apologize to me now, I can just break your legs."

"Apology?" Lin Chengfei asked, "how can I apologize?"

"Kneel down and kowtow, of course!" The man with a flat head said, "I'm a very loyal man. If you break my arm, just kowtow to me and apologize, I'll break your legs. This is your only chance."

"What if I don't?"

"Then you can't keep your arms." The man with a flat head said, "I'm new to Beijing. I want to keep a good reputation. I hope you don't make mistakes."

"You have mistaken yourself!" Lin Chengfei shook his head helplessly.

Qin Yuyan quietly pulled Lin Chengfei's arm: "Hey, they look very confident, won't anything happen? Or shall I call the police now? "

Lin Chengfei jokingly said, "do they look like they have enough confidence from me?"

Qin Yuyan looks at Lin Chengfei, calm and disgusting, as if nothing happened. He can't help but feel speechless.

It's like No one is more calm than him.

"No!" Qin Yuyan said in a stuffy voice.

"So you don't have to call the police!" Lin Chengfei laughs.

The flat headed man sneered and said, "things that don't know how to live or die."

Lin Chengfei looked at him: "if you don't want the other arm, I can help you!"

Flat headed man scared back a step, vigilant looking at Lin Chengfei, really dare not speak.

The people in the teahouse all looked at the flat headed men with special pity.

Only outsiders would be so stupid and bold. Who doesn't know the background of Yixin garden doctor? Who dares to make trouble here is to find himself uncomfortable.

How dare these guys call people openly?

They're the ones who don't know what to do!

About ten minutes later, a sudden sound of brakes sounded, and a red faced guy came down from the BMW. He must have drunk a lot of wine and swayed when he walked, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

"Who Who dares to bully my nephew? Stand up for me

The fat brain and fat intestines guy yelled as soon as he entered the door.

Flathead man is more hasty to come forward: "uncle, you are finally here, but I brought my brothers to take refuge in you, you see, this is not much, just come to drink a cup of tea, there is a bastard twisted my arm, you must give me an explanation.""Don't worry. When you get to the capital, you're on your own territory. You can do whatever you want. If you have an uncle covering you, no one dares to do anything to you." The drunk man laughed and said.

Lin Chengfei looks at this guy in confusion. Who is this? It's too big, isn't it?

Even the four leading families dare not say that they can walk across the capital, right? How could he be so reckless?

On hearing this, the flathead man was very excited. He excitedly pointed to Lin Chengfei and said, "that's him, that's him. This boy dares to fight with me as soon as he comes up. He doesn't pay attention to you uncle!"

Along the direction of his fingers, the drunk man's eyes are very misty to Lin Chengfei's direction.

He rubbed his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes again.

"Mama..."

Wine instantly woke up a half, he flustered ran to Lin Chengfei in front, bent over, a slap on his face: "Oh, this is not the Doctor Lin? Why are you here? "

Lin Chengfei frowned and asked, "who are you? Do you know me? "

"Look what you said. With your popularity in Beijing, who can't know you?" The drunk man licked his face and said with a smile, "I'm under the master. Last time I was in the manor, I was lucky to see you from afar."

"The old prince's people?" Lin Chengfei's expression is slightly heavy.

If this guy is an old prince, that is to say, he works for the royal family. It's not exaggeration to say that he can walk across the capital.

The emperor's near minister!

In front of the prime minister's door, he is still a third class official. If he can work for the old prince, a highly respected member of the royal family, I'm afraid even the head of the four leading families will have to be polite to see the fat man.

No wonder there is such a big tone.

But That's how the old prince discipline his servants?