Chapter 193
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Ye Fan frowned, he could guess that Meng Qiuyu was up to something, so he had to explain first, "We have an invitation letter."
"What happened?"
At this time, Ning Xuemo, who had finished performing her tea ceremony, walked over and saw that Ye Fan and Du Yun'er were surrounded by four security guards. She was very puzzled.
Ning Xuemo thought for a moment and roughly understood the situation. She spoke with dissatisfaction, "What are your attitudes? They are guests that I have invited. Isn't it just Meng Qiuyu? You have that much power to chase people away? "
Of course, Ning Zimo wouldn't be satisfied. Her pretty face turned cold, "It doesn't matter if the organizers of this event are the few higher-ups of Hua Hai City. You can go back and tell them that if they want to expel Mister Ye and Miss Du, then I, Ning Zimo, will not agree!"
"Humph." The black-faced security man sneered, "We know you are the Chairman Ning of the Purple Bamboo Forest, but we are from the Shangguan Family, so we are not afraid of you underground gangs! "Go, throw them out!"
As he said that, a few security guards stepped forward to grab Du Yun'er's hand.
Ning Xuemo looked and immediately wanted to turn hostile, but she didn't expect Ye Fan who was beside her would actually rush out in the first place!
The scene instantly turned into a mess. The black-faced security guard knocked over the two security guards behind him and they both fell to the ground.
He wasn't a good person to begin with, but there was a bottom line to his patience. He talked all sorts of nonsense, and seeing that Du Yun'er was about to be bullied for no reason, he naturally couldn't be bothered to tolerate it.
On the other hand, Ning Zimo stretched out her hand and pulled Du Yun'er to her side, but didn't say anything as she quietly watched Ye Fan deal with this matter.
"No one can touch the woman beside me." Ye Fan grabbed the other security guard who was still standing, and lifted him up. He stared at him coldly and asked, "Where is that Meng Qiuyu?"
The security guard pointed to the north, "He's …" At the VIP seats … "
Leaving the security guard behind, Ye Fan strode to the VIP seats.
"Mayor Fu, why hasn't this person been chased out yet?" The person Meng Qiuyu was talking to was none other than the mayor of Hua Hai, Fu Yanqing.
Fu Yanqing looked at Ye Fan. He seemed somewhat familiar, but before he could think about where he had seen him, Ye Fan had already appeared in front of them.
"What, what are you doing!?" Meng Qiuyu was also a bit panicked.
Two strong retired special forces bodyguards immediately rushed over from nearby, wanting to fend Ye Fan off.
Without waiting for the two bodyguards to make a move, Ye Fan picked up a bottle of wine beside him and smashed it onto Meng Qiu Yu's head!
This time, it was indeed a clever move. It could not kill Meng Qiuyu, but it also made him dizzy and bleeding all over.
Blood flowed down along with the red wine. Meng Qiuyu stood there, her eyes completely red. She was completely dumbfounded.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" All sorts of exclamations could be heard from the audience.
Fu Yanqing shouted, "What are you all standing around for!?" "Quickly subdue this thug!"
A few bodyguards hurriedly rushed over, wanting to take action against Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan's left and right kicks, with each of the bodyguards under his command, were still nothing more than a trump card.
Song Xinghe, who was chatting with someone not too far away, saw this and was shocked.
At the same time, he was secretly happy in his heart. This time, Ye Fan would be in trouble.
Ye Fan completely ignored him, and grabbed Meng Qiuyu, saying, "Since you said I'm a vulgar person, then I'll use a vulgar method to tell you something …"
What … "What is it..." Meng Qiuyu was so scared that her entire body was trembling.
Ye Fan grinned, "In my eyes, you're not even a fart!"
Meng Qiuyu didn't know how many bones she had broken. She was in so much pain that she was screaming.
Fu Yanqing had gone mad. This gathering of the upper class had actually turned into a bloody scene. What was the point of this!?
"Where are the people from the Defense Bureau? Where's Commissioner Yao!? " Fu Yanqing shouted.
Fu Yanqing ordered, "Hurry up and capture this guy!?"
However, the moment Yao Zhengang saw Ye Fan, his entire aura weakened. His whole body stiffened as he could only bitterly smile.
"This... Mr. Ye. "Why is it you?" Yao Zhengang wanted to cry but had no tears.
Yao Zhengang had no choice but to whisper into Fu Yanqing's ear, "Mayor, you can't afford to offend this old man …" General Wang Ze and General Tan Jiang in the military don't dare to offend him … "
With Yao Zhengang's words, Fu Yanqing sucked in a breath of cold air, looking at Ye Fan with a face full of fear.
Meng Qiuyu was already in so much pain that she screamed out, "Mayor … Quick, help me catch this person! I'm going to sue him for murder... "
Ning Zimo brought Du Yun'er to the scene. When she saw this scene, she could understand what had happened, but Du Yun'er was dumbstruck.
Song Xinghe became anxious. He was still hoping that Ye Fan would be caught and could not help but say seriously: "Mayor Fu, Commissioner Yao, why are you two just watching? Writer Meng was beaten! "
Fu Yanqing and Yao Zhengang wanted nothing more than to kick Song Xinghe a few times. Was this great god someone they could control? If Song Xinghe were to open his mouth, wouldn't that mean that he had made things difficult for them?
The guests at the scene began to discuss among themselves. They did not know Ye Fan's identity, but he actually let the people from the Defense Bureau see him hit, yet they still did not dare to touch him. This caused them to be quite worried.
Yao Zhengang gritted his teeth and stepped forward, "Mr. Ye, please stop …"
Song Xinghe was secretly delighted in his heart. This time, Yao Zhenqi was willing to capture Ye Fan for the sake of face. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.
