My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms

"Fuck him!" Bald Qiang was suddenly startled and ran down from the second floor quickly.

"What do you want to do!" Bald Qiang came to the hall and shouted angrily at dozens of Tianhe gang members with wide eyes.

At this time, the people dining in the hall became quiet one after another, looking over here with both fear and curiosity.

The leader, a stubby man in his early thirties, did not answer, but glanced around at the people in the hall.

"Of course you come to the hotel to eat, why don't you come here to have a drink?" The stubby man curled his lips contemptuously, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from the Tianhe gang.

Bald Qiang's face suddenly darkened, and he took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Sorry, the table is already full. If you want to eat, please go elsewhere." Bald Qiang said in a gentle tone as much as possible.

"Are there no tables?" The stout man picked his ears, then casually walked to the nearest table.

There were several potbellied middle-aged guests sitting at this table. When they saw the stout man approaching, they all stood up in panic, making a loud noise on the chairs under their buttocks.

The stout man didn't look at them, but took a toothpick from the table and held it in his mouth playfully.

"Several bosses, the bald guy said there are no more tables, but I don't know if that's true."

"Yes, it's true. They're all full." A white, fat, middle-aged man stammered in reply. After speaking, he seemed to be afraid that the sturdy man wouldn't believe it, and pointed at the packed seats with a flattering smile. hall.

"Is it true?" The stout man's face was startled, and he suddenly raised his head. His sinister eyes fell on the face of the fat white man, which frightened the fat man so much that he shivered all over.

Before the fat white man could react, the thick man slapped his mouth with his backhand and slapped the fat man so hard that he staggered. The people next to him hurriedly reached out to hold him up so that he didn't fall.

"You said, it's all full?" Although the strong man's tone was gentle, it made the guests at this table feel chilled.

"Yes, it's full." The fat white man covered his face and almost cried.

The thick man glanced at the fat man in surprise, and the muscles on his face immediately twisted.

"No, it's not full!" A tall and thin man next to him hurriedly stopped in front of the fat man and said hurriedly.

"Oh? It's not full?" The short and thick man's expression softened, and then he spread his hands innocently, "But where is the empty seat?"

"Here, there is." The tall and thin man quickly gave up his seat, and at the same time pulled his friends aside, pointing to the uneaten meal that had just been served, "We have just finished eating, you can sit at this table."

"It's such a coincidence, so I won't be polite. You are really good people." A bright smile appeared on the short and fat man's face, and he sat down.

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Eat slowly, we'll leave first." Several guests nodded and ran away without even settling their bills.

"Oh, this table can't be seated, what should I do?" The short and thick man sat there, frowning and saying to himself, but his eyes were fiercely scanning the surrounding guests.

This time, without him having to say anything, the guests in the hall stood up almost at the same time and walked outside in a chaotic manner, all gone in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, hey, why are you leaving?" The sturdy man even grabbed a man passing by him and asked in a pretentious manner.

"I, I've finished eating, I've finished eating." The man looked frightened and trembling.

"Huh? I see that the dishes at your table haven't even been served yet. Why are you finished eating?"

The man was about to cry, "I, I came here after eating, I forgot, I have Alzheimer's disease."

Seeing the man looking like he was about to cry but without tears, the Tianhe Gang members laughed strangely again.

Dozens of Tianhe gang members, each with a table, occupied the entire hall.

"What the hell, where is the waiter? Please clear this table quickly!"

"Bring the menu, I'm going to order. He's so slow. I don't even think about it!"

This group of people pounded the table and shouted, and the hall suddenly became noisy.

"Mr. Zhang!" At this time, a dozen security guards from the hotel also rushed over and gathered behind Bald Qiang.

Bald Qiang looked at these troublemaking bastards, clenching his fists and biting his teeth with hatred.

"Brother Qiang, go fuck yourself!" Ergou said angrily into Bald Qiang's ear with an angry face.

Bald Qiang's head felt hot and he was about to rush over, but in the end he stopped.

"Huh!" He let out a long breath, and Bald Qiang slowly shook his head.

"Fuck, Brother Qiang, why are you so cowardly? Who were you afraid of when we were hanging out on South Street?" Ergou shook his head when he saw Bald Qiang, and immediately became anxious.

"You know nothing!" Bald Qiang scolded, "This is not a matter of fear!"

"They are here to cause trouble sincerely, but we run a hotel. If this happens, our losses will be huge, and this hotel will not be able to open in the future." Bald Qiang gradually calmed down.

"Besides, Master and the others are still up there eating with the distinguished guests. We can't let them disturb Master's distinguished guests."

"This, this..." Ergou looked anxious, "What should we do?"

"Leave it to me." Bald Qiang exhaled and walked over slowly.

"Brother, let's talk directly about what we have to say. What do you need us to do?"

The sturdy man looked at Guan Qiang in surprise and nodded appreciatively.

"Very good."

"Brother Bing, this guy's name is Bald Qiang. He used to hang out in South Street." A member of the Tianhe Gang came over and whispered in Brother Bing's ear.

"Oh, it turns out I've been around before, no wonder." Brother Bing nodded suddenly.

"Brother Bing?" Bald Qiang heard this and raised his eyebrows sharply, "Are you Brother Bing, the leader of the Tianhe Gang's five tigers?"

He remembered that time Ye Ziming asked the Tianhe Gang to go to school to deal with Lin Hai. The leader, Mo Yu, seemed to have mentioned something about Brother Bing, the leader of the Five Tigers.

"Hey, you actually know me? I'm quite knowledgeable." Brother Bing nodded proudly.

"Now that you know my name, it will be easier to handle. This restaurant used to be managed by our Tianhe gang. Now it has reopened and has a new owner, but the rules cannot be changed."

Brother Bing said, spitting out the toothpick in his mouth, slowly stood up, and walked to Bald Qiang.

However, Brother Bing is only about 1.6 meters tall, while Bald Qiang is about 1.8 meters tall. When the two of them stand face to face, when Brother Bing and Bald Qiang talk, they need to hold their heads high.

Brother Bing seemed to be aware of this problem and couldn't help but frown, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Cao Ni Ma, do you want Brother Bing to raise his head and talk to you?" A winking boy from the Tianhe Gang immediately yelled from the side.

Brother Bing glanced at the younger brother with satisfaction, then silently took out a cigarette and lit it, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, quietly waiting for the bald Qiang to lower his body.

The anger that Bald Qiang had just suppressed suddenly surged up again. The most important thing for those who were gangsters in their street was face. If he fell short in front of Brother Bing today, he would not be able to gang up in the future.

Seeing that Bald Qiang didn't move for a long time, Brother Bing's smile gradually turned cold.

After gently blowing out a smoke ring, Brother Bing said in an unusually cold tone, "Why, you don't seem to be willing?"

"Cao Mu Ma, kneel down!"

As soon as Brother Bing said this, all the boys slapped the table and yelled loudly.

Bald Qiang stared hard at Brother Bing's sinister eyes, with the veins on his forehead exposed and his body trembling slightly, obviously enduring great anger.

"I'm going to fuck you. I want our strong brother to kneel down on you. How many times can you count!" The Ergou next to him couldn't help it anymore and rushed over with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Er Gou!" The bald head forcefully pulled Er Gou back, "Go back!"

"But……"

"I'll let you go back!" Bald Qiang glared, Ergou sighed heavily and turned away angrily.

When Bald Qiang turned his face to Brother Bing again, the previous anger had disappeared and was replaced by an indifferent smile.

He stretched out his hand to pull out a chair and sat down on it, crossing his legs.

"It's okay now, let's talk, Brother Bing."

Brother Bing was stunned. Although Bald Qiang was sitting in front of him and was indeed half a head shorter than him, he still felt that something was wrong.

"I won't talk nonsense. From now on, half of Jinbi Huiying's income will be given to our Tianhe Gang. What should you think of it?"

"Hehe, hehehe..." Bald Qiang laughed angrily and looked at Brother Bing like an idiot.

"You must be mentally ill."

Brother Bing's face was stunned, and then his expression suddenly sharpened, "How dare you scold me?"

"I'm scolding you, I'm so ready to beat you!" After Bald Qiang finished speaking, he suddenly stood up and a fierce momentum burst out!

"Brother Qiang, you are finally strong again. Just now I thought you were wilting!" Ergou looked excited and immediately started gearing up.

Bald Qiang's eyes were cold and he sneered, "Master said, if you can't bear it anymore, there is no need to bear it anymore!"

Brother Bing took a puff and spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth.

"Fuck you, so you don't have to bear it anymore, brothers, just smash it!"