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The coffee shop owner can call three cars at a time, which is a bit unexpected to An Tianwei, it seems that he still underestimated this little boss, or underestimated the third master who covered this little boss. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There were more than a dozen people who got out of the three cars, all of them with bad faces, especially one of them, who had a fat head and big ears and a big height.

The coffee shop owner nodded to the man and said something, and gestured to the café with his hand.

At this time, there were not many people in the café. A few people saw this momentum and quietly wanted to slip away, but they were blocked by a group of people who rushed over.

"Lao Tzu's territory, you dare to eat white food. Fan. The fat-headed, big-eared man in the lead waved his hand, and several people rushed up behind him, grabbed the few who wanted to slip away, and slapped them outside the café.

This fan, several ghosts cried wolf.

The fat-headed man didn't care about these little people, pulled his hands, and walked into the café with the support of a group of people.

When I entered the house, I swept my eyes.

"Which turtle son robbed you of your money. The fat man asked the café owner.

The boss hurriedly bent down and pointed to An Tianwei who was standing in the café: "Fat brother, it's this dog/day." ”

An Tianwei stood over there, nodded and said, "Hmm." It's me. ”

The fat brother was a little strange about An Tianwei's performance.

It is said that if ordinary people see their posture, eighty percent of them will be scared and, and their teeth will fight, but this one is good, as if he is waiting for his friends to set up a dragon gate array.

"Which are you. Why do you want to rob Lao Tzu's people of money? "Brother Fat has one more heart.

An Tianwei said in his heart that this fat meat looks very coarse, but his mind is not coarse, so he didn't do it immediately.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is whether you can come to me to see the third master. An Tianwei hugged his chest and said indifferently.

"You want to see the third master. The fat brother was stunned for a moment.

"That's right, see the third master. ”

The fat brother grinned happily.

I've seen arrogance, but I've never seen such arrogance. Who is the third master. If you want to see it, then what do you want them to do?

"It's not impossible to see the third master, but Lao Tzu wants to see how heavy your bones are. "Brother Fat is a big hand again.

Except for the few people who were packing up outside and preparing to slip away, the people brought by the fat brother basically entered the house, and they all stood behind the fat brother without exception.

Brother Fei's wave of his hand meant to do it, and seven or eight people bypassed Brother Fei and went straight to An Tianwei.

These people who came with the fat brother also behaved a little strangely to An Tianwei, was this kid stupid. How can you know that if you stand there with your chest in your hands, you won't run.

However, there is still a little fire in everyone's stomach.

This kid opened his mouth to see the third master, and the meaning of listening to that was to let them take him to see the third master, which was to treat all of them as air or puppets.

"Let Lao Tzu see how heavy your bones are. Brother Fat spoke an authentic Sichuan dialect and sat down with a big grin.

The seat where the fat brother was standing was empty, and there was nothing to sit on at all. But just as the fat brother sat down like this, a chair magically appeared from behind his P shares.

It seems that this fat brother has already had a set of procedural routines that he is familiar with when he appears, and people like his attendants have already been trained.

An Tianwei glanced at the fat brother with great interest, and then looked at the eight people who rushed over.

These people are dressed in a variety of shapes, and their hair is of all colors, all of which are colorful under the lights of the café.

There is little difference in age between seven or eight people, always in their early twenties and thirties. That's right, after thirty, who will fight and kill.

Dealing with these horses, An Tianwei is so experienced that he can't do it.

One of the biggest characteristics of these people is that they rely on the large number of people, and when it comes to fighting alone, they do not have the same individual combat strength as the older generation of Jianghu people.

Therefore, without waiting for the horses to get close, An Tianwei picked up a chair beside him very angrily, and looked at the head of the first horse boy who rushed first.

"Smack...... Whoa......"

The chair smashed on the head of the first horse boy whose hair was dyed green and scattered, leaving only the chair handle in An Tianwei's hand.

Blood suddenly gushed from the forehead of the smashed horseman, and he fell down with his head in his hands and rolled to the side.

An Tianwei actually doesn't need to use tools like chairs, but in order not to expose his true skills, picking up a chair and smashing it directly is more like a means for people in mixed society.

"This turtle son wants to fight S-Renluo. "The fat brother was about to drink the coffee handed by the owner of the coffee shop, and when he saw that there was no fight, his own person poured one, and his face was not very good-looking.

The horses surrounding An Tianwei were also startled by a person who fell down so quickly, and An Tianwei, who was holding the chair handle in his hand, was only bluffing, but none of them were close.

An Tianwei stood there with the chair handle, glanced around, thought about it, looked at the chair handle in his hand, waved his hand, and threw the chair handle far away.

"That's it, okay. An Tianwei spread his hands around his horse stall.

The boys got it. I encountered a burr today, and this grandson is piercing. Whoever rushes first will surely be unlucky first.

Everyone never thought that the grandson in front of them could escape, and under the siege of so many people, it would be called a ghost if he could escape. The only question is who will go first, as this cannon fodder.

The remaining seven people, you look at me, I look at you, I don't dare to go up, so that the fat brother's face, which has been pulled down, suddenly turned into the color of pig liver.

The café in his hand slammed to the ground, the fat brother stood up with a snort, and the fat fingers pointed at the horses: "If you don't give it to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will turn around and tell you to collect debts." ”

Follow the fat brother to have meat to eat, and collecting debts is hard work. It is good to harvest well, and if it is not harvested well, it is indispensable to encounter hard stubble, and the skin and flesh are indispensable.

The horses gritted their teeth, damn, they always have to be beaten when they come out to mix, and they will fight.

Sure enough, the consciousness of the horses is still quite high, and they thought early that seven or eight people rushed up and might be beaten back by others, so they were really beaten.

This time, An Tianwei used not a chair to hit them, but a table.

In the café, except for the tables in the booth, which are fixed, the tables in the hall can be moved. It's just that the table in the hall weighs hundreds of pounds, which can be moved.

I never thought that this turtle grandson, who didn't look half as big as his fat brother, actually lifted a table that was not bigger than his body, and beat it like a chair.

I'm a fairy board, how can you fight this one.

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