Chapter 8480

To this, Zhao Yuantai looks at Zhang Xiaofan with a surprised face. He can't help shaking his head and getting smaller.

"Boy, are you taking another garlic?"

"Here, is there a place for you to talk?"

When Li Zhien saw this, her pretty face was a little ugly. She also whispered to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Zhang PD, I can cope with the current situation. I'll just come."

But Zhang Xiaofan directly reaches out his hand and presses Li Zhien back to his seat. He looks coldly at the two men in front of him. The corners of his mouth are full of sarcasm and ridicule.

He half turned around, looked at Li Zhien behind him, pointed at her and said.

"Miss Li, you sit here honestly. Let me do the work here!"

Although Zhang Xiaofan's words are a little plain, there is an indescribable determination and determination between the lines. This kind of feeling is like a person with long-term strength. What he says makes people unconsciously move towards what he just said.

Li Zhien could not help but feel a little stunned when he heard the speech. Subconsciously, he did it directly as Zhang Xiaofan just said. His eyes were a little confused. In front of the big hatchback, he was the figure of a man dressed in black Zhongshan suit.

Zhang Xiaofan is nearly 190 cm tall. It's very important for him to stand up. In particular, his shoulders are very broad, which gives people a kind of manly spirit.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan's back is not only broad but also muscular. Even though he is wearing a Chinese tunic suit, he can clearly see a piece of muscle. Because of his actions, a piece of muscle falls one after another, full of reassuring sense of strength.

It seems that there is a sharp sword hidden in its spine. Even if you don't need a master to touch its edge, you can feel its edge.

When Zhao Yuantai saw that Zhang Xiaofan had chosen to take the initiative to stand up and try to be a hero to block the wine, he was also slightly stunned, then sneered and said.

"You're just a brat, you're not good enough to drink with us? A joke

Zhang Xiaofan has always been the kind of man who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. In his chest, he has a chivalrous spirit. He can't see others bullying the weak.

In addition, he himself was vigorous and vigorous, and he was at the age of doing everything.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan's Zhenyuan cultivation is far superior to these secular mortals.

It can be said that for the man Zhang Xiaofan, these middle-aged men in his eyes are nothing but humble existence that can't even be regarded as a little stronger mole ant.

In Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, he is not even interested in killing them.

"Why, don't you dare now?"

The corner of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth rose, and he outlined a sneer radian of disdain. His eyes were even more silk, and he did not hide his disgust and disdain.

Zhang Xiaofan is young and handsome, with outstanding temperament and full of vigor. What pressure can he bring to ordinary people? Can Zhao Yuantai's people who spend all day on the wine table touching durian compare with him?

As soon as Zhao Yuantai heard Zhang Xiaofan's words, he was so angry that his face was extremely red. He was angry and said.

"What did you say?"

"You said I didn't dare, right? I'm afraid you'll drink directly and lie down under the table to be a turtle!"