City: I am possessed by a mildew god, and I draw S-level exercises at the beginning

"Skinny Monkey, what's going on?" Zhang Wei grabbed one of them and asked.

The guy named Shouhou is the one who sent messages to Zhang Wei, he brought everyone here today, he spat and scolded: "One of these three short-sighted things dared to touch Lao Tzu and a woman His ass! Today he must take one of his hands off!"

As soon as the voice fell, the thin monkey rushed in again, and a group of people continued to wrestle together.

"What an idiot!" Zhang Wei was so angry and anxious that he couldn't beat six or seven of them.

In fact, the bystanders knew at a glance that the three on the opposite side were stronger, because all of them were muscular and strong, but because they drank too much, they were floating, and many punches were in the air, so it took a long time to deal with the thin monkey. These few people.

"Continuing like this is not a solution. We have to solve this problem as soon as possible, otherwise what will happen when Xiao Yao leaves later?"

Originally, Zhang Wei thought that it would be enough to solve Xiao Yao's gangster like Shouhou, but now he has no choice but to call his uncle and find some powerful people to settle both problems at once.

After Zhang Wei hung up the phone, more than ten minutes later, Zhang Wei's uncle Zhang Feipeng appeared, accompanied by two guys with the same fleshy faces as him.

"Uncle, you're finally here! They've been fighting for almost half an hour!" Zhang Wei said speechlessly.

"Which one? Just those three?" Zhang Feipeng pointed to the three strong men.

"Yeah." Zhang Wei nodded, "Uncle, I need to ask you to do me a favor after we settle the matter here."

Zhang Feipeng said with a smile: "Boy, let's settle this first."

"Get the fuck out of the way, just stay here." Zhang Feipeng shouted.

Shouhou and others were forcibly separated by Zhang Feipeng and the others.

Competing at the same level, it is not easy to deal with three people who are all floating on their feet.

"What a fucking bunch of trash!" Zhang Feipeng was not polite, and scolded Shouhou and others together.

"Yes...have a kind...don't go..." said one of the three people who fell on the ground.

"Go? I'm not going anywhere!" Zhang Feipeng was very domineering, and turned to look at Zhang Wei, "Nephew, tell him which room you are in."

"We are in room 333, come if you feel like it!" With Zhang Feipeng's backing, Zhang Wei also had the confidence to speak, "Shouhou, you go first, and we will have a drink together next time when you have time."

Zhang Feipeng embraced Zhang Wei, and the two returned to the box while talking.

"This is my uncle, don't be too restrained, let's continue playing." Zhang Wei said, winking in Xiao Yao's direction, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, it's him."

"En." Zhang Feipeng nodded and walked straight to Xiao Yao.

Seeing Zhang Feipeng approaching, Xu Qian knew that Zhang Wei probably had no good intentions, so she grabbed Xiao Yao's sleeve nervously.

Xiao Yao patted the back of her hand lightly, signaling not to worry.

"Young man, what's your name?" Zhang Feipeng sat down beside Xiao Yao.

"Xiao Yao."

"Xiao Yao? This name sounds familiar..." Zhang Feipeng grinned.

Xiao Yao didn't answer.

"Is it the Xiao family that used to be famous? There is a man named Xiao Shanhe?" Zhang Feipeng continued to ask.

"That's my father." Xiao Yao replied.

"Xiao Shanhe is your father? No wonder, I just said that you look familiar, father and son are like a bitch!" Zhang Feipeng laughed.

Xiao Yao's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "If you provoke me, you will not only suffer bad luck, but also die!"