Chapter 702

After that, Lin Qiyue patted the old man and the second on the shoulder, and then said to the third driver, "go to the seaside barbecue. Let's go to the store to eat."

The people on the bus immediately laughed and continued to flatter Lin Qiyue.

Dong Wenfeng, who was at the back of the car, heard what everyone said, and a shadow flashed in his eyes. He murmured, "I still want to make things. It seems that you won't be afraid no matter how I scare you. In that case..."

Soon, Lin Qiyue and his party went to the seaside for barbecue.

This is a barbecue shop with two floors. The second floor is still for people to eat. Only the first floor is for barbecue.

At this time, the rules of the shop owner remained unchanged.

If you really insist on eating on the first floor or having a barbecue on the second floor, the boss refuses to do it.

The owner of this shop has no power. Because of the broken rules, his persistence and the good taste of this shop, he gradually became famous in biguicheng.

There is a plaque on it, which reads: Haitian barbecue.

Dong Wenfeng got off with them. Because he used his spiritual power to cover the eyes of Lin Qiyue and his men, he was not afraid to be seen.

In this way, Dong Wenfeng swaggered between them.

"Boss, what are you going to eat this time?" the fourth rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

"Fuck!" Lin Qiyue scolded and slapped the fourth on his head: "I told you to eat. Fuck you. You're the best at eating. You hide at the end when you chop people."

The fourth didn't answer back and rubbed his hands with a smile.

"I really don't know what's the use of raising your buckets. If you're all like old and two, I'll be much more relieved."

Lin Qiyue shook his head.

The old man and the second quickly said, "the boss calms down, and the fourth is hungry."

"Old and second, what would you like to eat this time? Order casually." Lin Qiyue said with a smile.

The old four immediately came together: "boss, I..."

Before the words fell, Lin Qiyue interrupted him: "if I were you, I would roll away by myself. What he is, you are not allowed to eat this time."

"Boss..." the fourth suddenly blushed, then lay on the ground and rolled around on the ground.

Regardless of the strange sunshine around and the dirt on the ground.

"OK! Ha ha, good roll." Lin Qiyue laughed, clapped his hands and greeted the people around him to see, "look, this is my dog. Did you have a good performance?"

People around also recognized Lin Qiyue as the famous villain. Although they hated this practice, they still looked at Lin Qiyue with a smile.

Dong Wenfeng sat in a chair on one side, didn't speak, just shook his head: "what a scum."

The old four rolling on the ground, his white clothes have become color, some places have become black, some places have become yellow.

Just as Lin Qiyue and his party were laughing, an uncle on the innermost table on the first floor could no longer see it. He suddenly patted the table and shouted, "you have lost all the faces of Chinese and Chinese people."

The originally noisy seaside barbecue suddenly quieted down because of uncle's words.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the scene with great interest.

"This is my dog. Can you take care of it?" Lin Qiyue squinted and saw that it was an uncle. He was not afraid, and his tone immediately became tough.

"Whose son are you?"

"It's none of your business. You old man. You'd better shut your mouth. I'm in a good mood today and don't want to beat people." Lin Qiyue looked disdainful.

Uncle strode forward and approached Lin Qiyue.

"You guys, I'm really sorry. Can you stop making trouble here?" the boss walked over and said helplessly.

The evil Shaolin Qiyue in biguicheng is well known.

"Shut your mouth for me." Lin Qiyue stared at the boss, and then took out the knife from his pocket.

"Now I've changed my mind, old man. Come and kneel in front of me and apologize, otherwise it won't be over today."

Lin Qiyue pointed a knife at the uncle.

Uncle shook his head: "young man, treat your elders with respect."

"Lin Shao, you see, he didn't do anything. Why don't you just forget it?"

"I count you mlgb!" Lin Qiyue kicked the boss. The strength of the young man was comparable to that of the middle-aged boss. In a moment, the boss was kicked under one side of the table.

"Why are you beating people when you talk?" Uncle quickly helped the boss up and then stood in front of Lin Qiyue.

"I can do whatever I want! You can't control him." Lin Qiyue became more and more angry. He was affected by Donghai middle school before, so his luck has become so bad recently.

Wherever you go, someone will stop you.

Lin Qiyue's blood surged into his head and lost his mind in a moment. The spring knife in his hand bounced out and rushed towards the uncle.

The people around closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see it again. They also dislike Lin Qiyue, but they just can't stand up - they are afraid!

When Dong Wenfeng saw Lin Qiyue get it out, he immediately stood up, but when he saw Uncle's calm face, Dong Wenfeng didn't do it.

There was no fear on the uncle's face. He watched Lin Qiyue rush over. Although he was sure, the uncle didn't dare to relax.

He ran to the side. When Lin Qiyue followed him, he suddenly turned around and grabbed Lin Qiyue's hand. Then he twisted and paralyzed Lin Qiyue's whole hand.

With a bang, Lin Qiyue's knife fell to the ground.

"Pain, let go, please let go." Lin Qiyue began to beg for mercy.

"Dare you again?" the uncle shouted, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased.

"No... I don't dare. Please let me go." Lin Qiyue fainted with pain.

Uncle snorted and let Lin Qiyue go. Who knows Lin Qiyue has a knife in his left hand. While uncle turned around, he inserted it straight behind uncle.

"Be careful!" the boss shouted.

"Be careful!" shouted the spectators who were sitting at the table eating barbecue.

"Be careful!" Dong Wenfeng shouted.

Dong Wenfeng's spiritual power is far beyond ordinary people. Just when uncle turned around, he found Lin Qiyue's abnormality. In an instant, his speed was fast to the extreme, forming a residual shadow and grasping Lin Qiyue's hand.

"It's you!" Lin Qiyue suddenly felt a gust of wind, and then his hand was caught. As soon as he reacted, he found that it was Dong Wenfeng. He didn't feel frightened.