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Chapter 508

Kowloon Hotel!

It can be regarded as a middle level in the capital, but Fan Jian, Dongfang Yao, Fatty, and Li Fei are sitting in one of the private rooms, and the table is already full of dishes!

"Li Fei, what time is it, why hasn't anyone come yet?" Dongfang Yao said a little displeased.

As the young master of the Dongfang family, um, the former young master always had others waiting for him. When is it his turn to wait for others?
Li Fei said embarrassingly: "Master, don't worry about this. In the capital city, there are often traffic jams, and you may be stuck on the road!"

Then I scolded my friend's friend, the [-]th generation of ancestors in my heart, I didn't bring such a trick, I made an appointment with myself for seven o'clock, it was almost nine o'clock, and I didn't even see anyone .

Fan Jian said with a smile on the side: "It doesn't matter, anyway, it's fine for us to be idle, he is a Shaolin lay disciple, it's normal to be busy, can you understand, wait a little longer!"

Dongfang Yao and Fatty looked at Fan Jian with strange expressions. This is what Fan Jian said. Could it be the upper body of a ghost?
Li Fei quickly said: "I'll call and ask, and see where he went!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly made a phone call and asked, "Chen Peng, where have you been? Why haven't you arrived yet?"

"We've come to XX Road, okay, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you!"

After Li Fei hung up the phone, he said to Fan Jian, "Master, they said we will be there in ten or eight minutes!"

A 10 minutes passed.

Two 10 minutes passed.

Three 10 minutes passed!

More than an hour passed, and it was almost ten o'clock!

Dongfang Yao and the others yawned continuously, and said impatiently, "Will this f***ing person come or not, I won't wait, let's go!"

"That's right, Li Fei, your friend is unreliable!" The fat man also complained.

Li Fei is also full of embarrassment. He has made more than a dozen calls, and every time, immediately, immediately, he can't lose face!
"Forget it, let's not wait, this is a bullshit, next time I see him, I will definitely ask him what it means!" Li Fei said angrily.

Fan Jian laughed and said, "Then let's go!"

A few people got up and were about to leave, when the door of the private room was opened, a rich second generation in his early twenties, wearing Armani, came in, and beside him was a young man with a cropped hair and wearing a gray monk uniform , with a drunken look on his face.

The young man in a monk's robe looked at Fan Jian and the others, and said with his tongue out, "MBD, invite me to dinner, don't come to greet me!"

Dongfang Yao was originally angry because he had waited for them for so long, but now seeing that the young man was drunk and talking in a coquettish manner, he said angrily: "Welcome you, I want to go Ah, but your 10 minutes is too long, you are not in the same world as us, you will arrive in 10 minutes, and you have been waiting for almost two hours!"

The rich second generation with oily hair and noodles should be the Chen Peng in Li Fei's mouth, and he quickly smoothed things over and said, "Young Master Dongfang, don't be angry, my brother just came back from Shaolin and has a lot of entertainment, don't blame, don't blame, I will take care of myself later." Three cups of punishment, wait for my brother to forgive me!"

Dongfang Yao was full of anger, but he also knew that he wanted to ask others to help today, so he sat down without saying anything.

Several people were seated again, and the lay disciple unceremoniously picked up a dish with chopsticks, took a bite, and then spit it out on the table: "Bah, what the hell is this dish, it's cold, is it for people to eat?!"

The fat man sneered: "Isn't it f*cking cold? It's seven o'clock as promised, and it's f*cking ten o'clock!"

Li Fei looked at Chen Peng with an ugly expression.

Chen Peng said in a low voice: "Li Fei, my friend is like this, please be more patient!"

Li Fei looked at Fan Jian with an embarrassing expression on his face. That's a bit arrogant, it's extremely arrogant. ,

The lay disciple looked at the fat man and said, "What's wrong at ten o'clock, you fucking asked me to do something, let alone make you wait for three hours, even thirty hours, you fucking have to wait for me!"

boom!
Dongfang Yao slapped the table angrily!
"It's NB no matter how you pat the table!" the lay disciple said with squinted eyes.

Fan Jian said with a smile: "Old Yao, didn't you still say to keep me calm? Why can't you take it anymore?"

Dongfang Yao: "Paralyzed, this kid is too arrogant, don't you just want to ask him something, so arrogant, a disciple of a layman, he is like [-] to [-]!"

Fan Jian said lazily: "Don't be angry, what they said is reasonable, is it because we have something to ask for!"

The lay disciple nodded in satisfaction: "This attitude is not bad, you are not sensible, invite me to dinner, order before I come, and order first, you don't understand a little bit of etiquette!"

"Forget it, for Chen Peng's sake, I don't have the same knowledge as you, do you want to ask how I became a Shaolin lay disciple, and also want to become a Shaolin lay disciple?" The lay disciple asked while hiccupping.

"I……"

"Forget it, there is no need to answer. You must want to ask this. I told you that if you want to become a disciple of the layman, you must be very talented. Ordinary people can't do it at all. And you just ask someone for a meal? At least it's embarrassing. For a while?" the lay disciple rubbed his fingers and asked.

This TM is blatantly asking for money!

Why are these tricks so similar to the tricks of charlatans?

The fat man asked in a low voice: "Li Fei, is your friend's friend reliable? Why do you look like a liar?"

Li Fei was not sure, so he asked in a low voice: "Chen Peng, is your friend really a Shaolin lay disciple?"

"It's real!" Chen Peng said affirmatively.

Fan Jian said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, you have everything you need, but what I want to ask is not about becoming a lay disciple, but another matter!"

"what's up?"

"I want to ask, do you know where this martial arts conference will be held?" Fan Jian asked.

When the lay disciple heard this, he immediately asked vigilantly, "Why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing, we have never seen it before, we want to see it!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

Pooh!
The lay disciple spit on the ground: "You are also worthy to go to the martial arts conference. You are all just fighting scum who can't practice martial arts. Even I am not qualified to go. You still want to go, and you don't piss on yourself. ,Toad wants to eat!!"

Dongfang Yao said with a dark face: "I'm paralyzed, I can't help it, I want to fuck him!"

Fatty: "Me too!"

Fan Jian stopped the two people who were filled with righteous indignation, and said, "Dude, don't be so angry, I don't ask you for nothing, will you be paid?"

"How much?" asked the lay disciple.

Fan Jian: "I'll talk about this later, I prepared a hard dish for you, but it hasn't been served yet, let's talk about it after you finish eating!"

The lay disciple heard that there was still a hard dish not served, and said: "That's all right, first let me see what your hard dish is?"

Fan Jian shouted to the waiter at the door: "Serve hard dishes
(End of this chapter)