Chapter 1777 My young master asked you to wait
Chapter 1777 My young master asked you to wait
And as soon as these words came out, everyone felt that the manager was very shameless, and it was fine if he didn't have authority, so what did he say for the sake of other people's face?I'll go to your second uncle!
Ye Xiaobai was also a little speechless, this guy is really shameless.
However, Ye Xiaobai nodded calmly, "Well, you are right. If you exempt me too much, it will really make me lose face. After all, I am not someone who can't pay. I think, then More than 7000 yuan, don't let it go, as much as it should be on this list, it is as much as it should be."
As soon as this word comes out.
The manager, as well as the staff behind him, all looked at Ye Xiaobai in admiration, this is the real rich man!Consuming more than 7 million yuan in one go, without blinking an eyelid.
I'm afraid that a rich second generation surnamed Wang who is known as the husband of the nation will not be able to reach such a consumption level!
This guy is an absolute prodigal son!
If I have such a son, I will beat him to death!
Worship is worship, but no one would support such a stupid way of consumption.
"Boss Ye, domineering."
The manager came back to his senses and gave a thumbs up, "This is the richest man I've ever seen except Papa Ma. Boss Ye, should I pay by credit card or by check?"
After all, ordinary cards cannot support such an excess credit card, so you can pay by cash check.
Ye Xiaobai took the list in his hands, "It doesn't matter if you pay, but... I think consumption should be clear, this XO, 18 a bottle?"
"That's right, the market price is [-], but you should also know that it's very normal for drinks to be doubled in nightclubs."
The manager's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a bad feeling.
"Well, this, I can understand."
Ye Xiaobai nodded, "However, 80.00% of your drinks are fake, hehe, according to the penalty of ten for every fake one, I think you should compensate me at least 78 billion."
As soon as the words came out, the manager's face changed suddenly, "Boss Ye, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't you want to pay?"
"Hehe, payment? If all the drinks here are real, I will naturally pay, and I won't play tricks, but..."
Ye Xiaobai sneered.
"Well, you kid, you dare to make trouble when I don't come back at night, come and arrest this kid for me."
As soon as the manager gave an order, two warriors jumped out immediately, and their cultivation bases were only at the peak of transcendence, not even grandmasters.
After all, here, there is no need for a master to make a move, just a little guy.
Such a change made the onlookers feel their blood boil immediately, and it was a good show to watch!
With one slap, Ye Xiaobai slapped the two transcendent peak masters to the ground.
"It turned out to be Lianjiazi."
The manager stared, "But, so what! You are dead."
"Hehe, the Qinglong Group here doesn't dare to talk like that in front of me, you're an ass."
Ye Xiaobai looked at the manager with a smile.
"Haha, Qinglong Group, that's a joke. Compared with our boss, Qinglong Group is a scumbag. It seems that your confidence comes from Qinglong Group. I'm afraid this will disappoint you."
The manager laughed loudly. At this time, there were more than a dozen grandmasters, seven or eight innates, four or five heavenly ranks, and two or three saints around him out of thin air.
With such a lineup, it is no problem to push a city horizontally. Even the hidden sect may not be able to withstand the attack of this lineup.
Ye Xiaobai was a little speechless, when did I say that my confidence came from the Qinglong Group?Are they worthy?
But then he also thought of it. In the past, the Qinglong Group he knew was a giant in Shanghai. It was because at that time, his own level was low and he had limited visibility.
Just like Kyoto, the deep-seated forces are intricate and complex, and the same is true for Shanghai. On a certain level, the Qinglong Group is indeed awesome, but on a certain level, the Qinglong Group is not worth mentioning.
I remember that Li Qing was only in the mid-stage of Transcendence, not even as good as the lowest-end Transcendence Subversion that appeared here. With this gap, it's no wonder that the opponent can despise Qinglong Group so much.
It seems that this little brother of the Qinglong Group needs to mention them, so as not to be ashamed if he doesn't even have a subordinate who can stand on the stage in Shanghai in the future.
Anyway, brother is also an existence that can defeat extraordinary powerhouses.
However, the most urgent task is to settle the matter here first.
"Hehe, this is the reason why you don't return at night, these cats and dogs?"
Ye Xiaobai had his hands behind his back, with a cold expression and a sneer on his face.
As soon as the words came out.
The onlookers at the scene were all overwhelmed by this domineering feeling.
Men should speak like this!
But, this Boss Ye, can he do it!Don't be handsome for less than three seconds, and then you will be turned into scum in seconds, that would be a tragedy!
Those dozens of warriors, hearing Ye Xiaobai's contempt, were all furious.
"I can see that this kid is just a master of the heavenly rank. Those who are below the heavenly rank should step down, and we who are above the heavenly rank will go up."
A master at the pinnacle of the holy path said in a deep voice.
Obviously, in this team, his prestige is the highest.
"Ok."
All warriors nodded.
"Old Mo, I leave it to you."
The manager is just a little transcendent mid-term master, so he hastily backed away at this time.
He knew that for a battle of this level, he only needed to watch from the sidelines.
Next, there are eight warriors, five heavenly ranks, and three saints.
"Caught alive."
The pinnacle of the holy way, known as Mo Lao, spoke.
"Yes, Mo Lao."
The crowd nodded.
Next, eight fighters attacked Ye Xiaobai at the same time. For them, eight people fighting one is completely overkill, but this kid is too arrogant, so everyone's hands are itchy, and they can't wait to go up and kick a few times. vent anger.
Followed by.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
I saw Ye Xiaobai strolling in the courtyard under the siege of eight warriors, and then he carried his back on his back with one hand, and clenched his other hand into a fist, swinging it like a sledgehammer.
The style of play is simple and rude, even funny, worse than street fights.
The manager couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Boy, you've been frightened silly! You can't even throw a punch, you thought you were swinging a sledgehammer!"
However, the mocking voices were not over yet.
I saw those eight fighters, under Ye Xiaobai's sledgehammer blow, were severely injured and fell to the ground, twitching uncontrollably, as if they were all rookies, and they looked so weak that they would fall down with a single punch.
"This……"
The manager's eyes widened.
Ye Xiaobai's eyes turned and fell on the manager's face, "Any other masters, let's call out together, don't fight over and over again, my time is precious, it will be counted as money later, you guys If you don’t return at night, I’m afraid you’ll lose all your pants.”
The manager's breath became short of breath. The person who sits here is Mo Lao, and there are so many masters, even the superpowers of the magic capital, they dare not come here to act wildly. After all, behind the night does not return, there is an even more terrifying power in support.
but.
The manager also knew that the kid in front of him was not something he could handle.
"Don't mess around, I'm just here to watch the scene, you have the guts, let me make a call?"
The manager said tremblingly, meeting Ye Xiaobai's gaze, he felt his legs go weak.
"Of course, you can hit whatever you want."
Ye Xiaobai nodded, then pulled a stool, and sat down leisurely.
But at this time, the onlookers worshiped Ye Xiaobai even more. This guy is simply the god of war!Being a man is what it should be.
The manager quickly took out his cell phone and made a trembling call, "Young master, someone smashed you up at night."
"What? Someone dares to smash my place?"
A man's furious voice came from the phone, "Tell me, who is he?"
"This..." Only then did the manager realize that he didn't know Ye Xiaobai, he just knew that the other party's surname was Ye, "His surname is Ye."
"Name?"
The young master shouted.
"Hey, my young master, what's your name?"
The manager swallowed, looked at Ye Xiaobai, and asked.
Ye Xiaobai rubbed his nose, "My name is Ye Hunshi."
"Master, he said his name is Ye Hunshi."
The manager said into the phone.
"I heard it just now, trash, let him wait for me, I'll go over and clean him up right away, shit!"
After the young master said this, he hung up the phone with personality.
"My young master asked you to wait."
The manager said cautiously.
Although the young master is supporting her, she is not afraid of anything, but the young master has not come yet, so she can't be beaten up like a fool!So, now it's time to pretend to be a grandson and have to pretend to be a grandson.
"Yeah! I hear you."
Ye Xiaobai nodded, and said nonchalantly, but secretly thought in his heart, "It seems that the word Ye Hunshi cannot pretend to be aggressive here. I am afraid that this force is at least backed by god-level powerhouses. Otherwise, that The young master won't be so crazy, maybe my influence is still limited to martial saints. But if you want to make higher-level warriors tremble when they hear the word "Ye Hunshi", I'm afraid there is only one person with the King of Killers. Only by fighting can we stand up."
"I remembered, are you the incomparable grandmaster who was once on the Billboard?"
Mo Lao suddenly thought of something, clutched his injured chest, and looked at Ye Xiaobai with burning eyes.
After all, Ye Xiaobai had killed the existence of the Eastern Sword Master by virtue of his master rank.
As a peak of the holy way, Mo Lao naturally paid more attention to this matter, but in his opinion, he still didn't believe that a master could kill the holy way.
Presumably, the Eastern Sword Master had been drugged by Ye Hunshi before, so he lost.
"Yes, I am."
Ye Xiaobai nodded noncommittally.
"It seems that I am not wronged."
Mo Lao's heart calmed down. At this time, he finally knew that his analysis and judgment of the battle between Ye Hunshi and the Eastern Sword Master was wrong. The fight just now proved that this kid really has the way to kill the Holy One. Strength.
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