"What do you think?"

"You talk!" Asked the teahouse owner in surprise.

"Speak?"

"Does he dare to speak?"

"I didn't look forward to shouting for a long time. I'm afraid I've been scared out of my wits." Someone nearby said with disgust, with a look of scorn.

"Now some countrymen are just poor. They don't have the money and the ability to make trouble everywhere."

"The key is that I'm all trapped here."

"Shit ~"

"what's wrong with me today? If I go out to drink tea, I can still meet such a stupid youth?"

Many people complained.

But ye fan is not moved, but still in the calm tea tasting.

The tea drinkers nearby almost died of anger when they saw it.

"I'll go ~"

"are you still in the mood for tea?"

"Don't hurry over and make amends to young master fan."

...

"that's it."

"What's the use of hiding here?"

"Sooner or later, you'll have to bear all the troubles you've made."

"You can go out earlier if you suffer less!"

...

"go!"

"Go and apologize!"

"You bastard, why don't you go? My wife is about to give birth. I have to go back in a hurry! "

For a moment, the whole teahouse people are blaming Ye Fan, and all of them scold him one after another, asking Ye Fan to hurry over and kneel down to make amends to fan Zhongxian and others.

After all, the door of the teahouse is still blocked by fan Zhongxian's people. If ye fan doesn't apologize, all of them can't leave. Maybe they will be affected.

As for Ye Fan's life and death, what does it have to do with them?

They are all adults, and we should bear all the troubles we make.

However, even in the face of criticism, Ye Fan is still unmoved.

He sat quietly and gently sipped the strong tea with a faint smile in his mouth.

Like Pinghu water stop, no matter how big the wind and rain, he did not even set off any waves in his heart.

"Ye Fan, don't delay."

"Come and die?"

After a long wait, fan Zhongxian was impatient and drank angrily.

"Leading death?" Ye Fan raised his head, looked scornfully at the past, looked at the door of the dozens of big men, "by these?"

Ye Fan immediately laughed and shook his head.

"Fan Zhongxian, I remember that it was your leg that I broke, not your head."

"But why are you stupid?"

"Before you dazzle the world boxing door nearly 100 people surround me, how can I not?"

"Now, with only ten or twenty people, you want to be enemies and ourselves?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

Ye Fan laughed back and asked jokingly.

However, when fan Zhongxian heard Ye Fan's words, he was not angry at all. Instead, he sneered and said, "Ye Fan, you are still ignorant and fearless."

"Before I dazzled the world boxing, the number was large."

"But no matter how many, it's just a mob. I'm not surprised they can't beat you. "

"But do you know that these people are all good at fighting."

"One is the top ten."

"What's more, they hold sticks."

"Last time I let you go, do you think you can go this time?" Fan Zhongxian was angry and drank, and his words were full of cold.

And ye fan, still scornful smile.

"Fan Zhongxian, you said a lot, but what about that?"

"In my eyes, don't say that there are only ten or twenty people in front of me. You invited tens of thousands of people. I, Ye Fan, broke it with one blow."