This is the threat of red fruit!

Jiangdong didn't pay attention to Lin at all!

Crazy!

Crazy to the boundless!

Lin Yi's hand shook for no reason. He calmed his mind. He still opened the door and walked out of the private room.

"Let's go too." Jiangdong stood up and said indifferently, "everyone who should come is here. The atmosphere here is really not suitable for dinner. It's better to eat a roadside stall."

"Good!" Zhang Qingshan told Jiangdong that he would listen to him. Without saying anything, he got up and opened the door of the private room for Jiangdong and Ning Siqi. He respectfully invited them out.

This matter had come to an end, but when Jiangdong walked out of the harbor fishing village and into the parking lot, he accidentally met an interesting person

The man looks about 40 years old. The shape of vest, underpants and flip flops makes him particularly attractive. Moreover, he stands in front of Ning Siqi's Porsche 911 as if he is looking at the car.

Jiang Dong approached suspiciously and looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously.

"The little brother is Jiangdong?" the middle-aged man has a Chinese face and a beard. He stretched out his calloused right hand and plans to shake hands with Jiangdong. "I'm a cook, the owner of this hotel, or many hotels are my industry."

Jiangdong didn't shake hands with him, so he stared at him without saying a word, because Jiangdong felt the smell of danger from him.

"Hey, hey..." the cook took back his right hand without embarrassment. "The fat man who offended the little brother has been thrown into the sea by me to feed the fish."

As soon as the Cook said this, let alone Zhang Qingshan and Ning Siqi, even Jiang Dong was startled.

Now sink into the river to feed the fish?

Too arrogant?

Jiangdong secretly wrote down the man in his heart, but said lightly: "really? That's a pity!"

"Regret? Not at all!" the cook cocked up his mouth and showed a sad smile. "I give you face, do you have to give me face?"

"How to say?" Jiang Dong frowned. It seems that this guy is a bad comer.

"The fat man hung up. I gave you face, but the fat man's death made me lose a right-hand assistant. What should I do?" the cook looked at Jiangdong with a smile.

"Right hand assistant?" Jiang Dong recalled the fat man's face and couldn't help laughing.

Now it's clear that the cook is an enemy rather than a friend. He came to look for trouble. He used fat man's life to make him famous. It's very in line with the style of Jianghu leaders!

"You're doubting my eyes?" said the cook unhappily.

"Well, I doubt it very much." Jiangdong doesn't talk nonsense. Since the relationship is clear, there's no need to talk. What the other party wants to do, Jiangdong goes on.

"You doubt, it's useless!" the Cook said firmly, "I've written down this matter. I haven't figured out how to get justice with you. Wait for my news!"

Leaving this sentence, the cook staggered out of the parking lot.

"What's wrong with this man?" Zhang Qingshan couldn't help muttering.

"Don't worry about him first, let's eat first!" Jiangdong didn't want to cause too much psychological pressure to Zhang Qingshan and Ning Siqi, so he directly opened his mouth and cut off the topic, and let them continue to treat the cook as ordinary people.

Subsequently, Zhang Qingshan took a BMW, Jiangdong and Ning Siqi took a Porsche, and the two cars drove away from the harbor fishing village one after the other.