Van Gogh is powerful, rich and willful.
They all raised their glasses to Li Fan and cheered for his forthrightness. Du Fei was the only one with a blue face.
When Li Fan returned to the VIP card seat, Du Fei suddenly woke up and looked at Li Fan coldly: "how dare you Yin me?"
"I said, some games, you can't afford to play, some people, you can't afford to offend." Li Fan shrugged and said.
"Waiter, give him my bill." Li Fan called the waiter over and pointed to Du Fei.
Du Fei's face was ferocious, and the waiter who was walking towards him said: "roll, why do you want me to pay for it?"
"Niubi is a fool. Let him buy it." Du Fei scolded.
"Who will buy it?" The waiter looked at Du Fei and Li Fan, then went to the manager.
Li Fan was in a hurry as soon as the waiter left.
Just looked at the bill, the total amount of the bill was more than two million. Not only Du Fei, but also Li Fan was scared.
Forced to install too much, can't end, if this Du Fei play, how can you do?
If this bar is really owned by my father, it's easy to say. What if it's not?
"Dufei, you're still a man. You can't even play a game." Li Fan scolded directly.
Du Fei staggers over and points to Li Fan's nose: "yes, I just can't afford to play."
Du Fei insidious smile, a pair of you can take me how posture.
This is obviously a trick.
Zhou Jie stood up and said, "friend, you are too insidious. Du Fei promised to pay for your friends, but are they your friends? I'm afraid you can't even name them
"Yes, you play first." Du Fei said.
When Li Fan was helpless, Lin Qingqing, who had never spoken, opened her mouth. She said with a smile, "who stipulates that friends must know each other's names?"
"I'll ask you, single, do you buy it or not?" Lin Qingqing's face sank.
Du Fei took a look at Lin Qingqing and laughed: "girl, today's order, I just won't buy it."
"If you don't like it, you can hit me!"
As soon as Du Fei finished, Lin Qingqing grabbed the empty bottle of the royal salute and smashed it on Du Fei's head.
"How dare you hit my brother!"
"Smelly woman, do you know who my brother is?"
Zhou Jie and song Xiang stood up at the same time, staring at Lin Qingqing coldly.
Lin Qingqing clapped her hands calmly: "I don't care who your brother is. He said that if I'm not happy, I can beat him. I'm not happy, so I beat him. What's wrong?"
"Brother Jie, brother Xiang, what are you doing? Do it!" Du Fei fell to the ground and cried out.
"Yes." Zhou Jie and song Xiang hesitated. When they came out, they were told by their family that they must not recall the trouble in the past.
"If anything happens, it's my fault!"
After Du Fei took all the responsibility on himself, Zhou Jie and song Xiang had no fear.
Whatever happened, just give it to Du Fei.
Zhou Jie and song Xiang, the two bastards, regardless of whether Lin Qingqing is a man or a woman, just do it. Li Fan is not idle, so he goes to help.
After that Du Fei got up from the ground, he grabbed an empty bottle and swung it to Li Fan's head.
"Grass Mud Horse, I've endured you for a long time. I won a lottery ticket. Pretend you're paralyzed with me!"
A bottle swung on Li Fan's head. Du Fei cursed: "I'll kill you today!"
Just at this time, brother Pingtou came back.
When he saw Lin Qingqing being beaten, he ran over like crazy, one punch at a time, and directly threw Zhou Jie and song Xiang to the ground.
"Who the hell are you? Even I dare to fight. Do you know who I am? My father is song Siming! " Song Xiang lies on the ground and shouts out to brother Pingtou.
"Song Siming is a good one!" Brother Pingtou doesn't know who song Siming is at all. In the past, he hit song Xiang in the face with one punch at a time, which turned song Xiang's face into a pig's head.
Zhou Jie was too scared to speak, but he was also doomed. Lin Qingqing stepped on the middle of his thigh, and Zhou Jie screamed like a pig in his mouth.
"Damn, it's just a group of rich second-generation people, pretending to be forced by me!"
"I tell you, my mother's name is Lin Qingqing, and my father is the elder Lin of Donghai!" Lin Qingqing said in a cold voice.
"Isn't that the fight for father? Come on, fight
If they are rich, maybe Lin Qingqing is not as good as song Xiang, but they can't be provoked. In Donghai, who can be provoked by elder Lin and elder Li?
These two are the underground emperors of Donghai.
Zhou Jie and other people's faces suddenly changed and turned pale. Fighting with the black second generation was just death.
Even Du Fei was too scared to speak by Lin Qingqing's identity.
At this time, the sound of the police car whistle outside the bar."This bar really has a bright future. In just a few minutes, the police have arrived." A middle-aged man with glasses smiles.
Although the police car came, the police didn't come in.
The bar manager came over and looked at Du Fei and others: "OK, we're opening on the first day. You're fighting and making trouble here. Do you think we're bullying?"
"Come on, send them to the bureau one by one. Let's have a few days' prison dinner first." The bar manager laughs.
Du Fei and others quickly moved out their father, but the man in charge didn't eat this.
"Come on, just a few of your family's properties are not as small as our boss's. If you want me to give you face, let your fathers beg me!" The bartender asked the waiter to take dufei out and put them in the police car.
"And a few of them." After Du Fei and others were taken away, the bar manager pointed to Lin Qingqing and his brother Heping.
"I don't care who moves his hand and who is reasonable. As long as he dares to make trouble in our bar, no matter who it is, he will have a few days' prison dinner first." Said the barman in a loud voice, as if giving a warning.
At this time, Li Fan's scalp was cut by Du Fei and bled a lot. Lin Qingqing lay on Li Fan's head and wiped her blood.
"Well, don't wipe it. When we get to the police station, someone will stop the bleeding."
A waiter pushed away Lin Qingqing's body. When the bar director saw Li Fan's face, his face was flustered, and the corner of his mouth called out: "young master."
"Wait!" Cried the barman.
"Get the fuckin 'ambulance!" The bar director was completely flustered, looking at Li Fan's eyes, full of fear.
The manager of the bar was scared to death. If Li Dakang knew that his son had been beaten, he would not be angry!
Li Fan, in particular, is still recalling his injury in the past years. When Li Dakang investigates the matter, the bar manager is finished.
Other people don't know Li Fan's identity, but the bar manager knows. When he came to Donghai, Li Dakang showed him Li Fan's photo and asked him to protect Li Fan from injury.
But that's good. Li Fan was injured under his nose.
"Boss, what are they going to do? Are they going to the police station?" Several waiters looked at the supervisor and asked.
"Send a fart. They are obviously victims. You are so damn blind that you can't see it!" The director scolded directly and invited Lin Qingqing and Pingtou brother upstairs.
Li Fan was also helped up and simply bandaged.
"He's just a little bit of a skin injury. There's no need to call an ambulance." Lin Qingqing looked at Li Fan's head and said.
"Yes, I'm ok, but I'm bleeding." Li Fan also felt that he was OK.
But the bar director said: "how can we do that? The little brother's head is bleeding so much, so he must go to the hospital for blood transfusion first, and then go to have a comprehensive examination after finishing the work!"
The bar director prayed silently in his heart. Don't be hit by concussion!
Lin Qingqing laughs and feels strange: "it's not my brother who is bleeding. The boy who was just taken away by you is bleeding on his head. Why don't you feel so nervous?"
The bar director laughed: "there are still people whose heads have been broken. I didn't see them. Maybe the light is too dark!"
Li Dakang told him not to reveal Li Fan's true identity before he came back, so he did not dare to say.
"Where's Duffy? He hasn't paid yet?"
At this time, Li Fan suddenly remembered something.