Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 879
Wan Shugao didn't dare to speak.

But the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and smiled: "Brother, then I can call our boss Yang and ask him to bring the young master's family over?"

It turns out that the owner of this hotel is named Yang.

Judging from the size of this hotel, this man named Yang is also a millionaire.

"Okay, I'll wait here." Ding Ermiao glanced at the gangsters and sat down calmly.

"Hey, don't come up with any crazy ideas." Li Weinian folded his arms and said with a dark face:

"Wang Kebing, the director of your ancient city, is also our friend. Don't think this is your territory, hehe... just think about it."

If Wang Kebing's name is revealed, the other party will naturally be wary. In this way, the possibility of a large-scale conflict will be avoided.

The fat man was startled and said: "Director Wang is your friend? I'm disrespectful, I'm disrespectful. Don't worry, everyone will not hurt your friendship."

Then, the fat man took out his phone and called his boss in front of Ding Ermiao.

Of course, this guy didn't dare to say that Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian were drawing swords against each other here. He only said that another expert came from Maoshan. If he wanted to know what happened, his boss must come.

After talking for a few minutes, Fatty finally hung up the phone, nodded to Ding Ermiao and said with a smile: "Brother, wait a moment, Boss Yang will be here soon."

Ding Ermiao nodded and did not speak.

The fat man poured a cup of tea for each of Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian, and then said, "Sui Haibo, what do you call these two brothers?"

"His name is Li Weinian. He is my brother. Special Forces King retired from the army. Now he is the personal bodyguard of boss Xie Guoren of Tianchen Group!"

Wan Shugao first praised Li Weinian even more, then introduced Ding Ermiao, saying:

"This is the serious Master Maoshan, who is also my great-uncle. His name is Ding Ermiao. He has great magical power. He can open the ghost gate and visit the hell. It's like a joke. He always goes to the underworld more than a dozen times in a month. , when the ten kings of hell saw him, they all nodded and bowed."

"Ahem..." Ding Ermiao coughed dryly, then picked up the teacup and drank tea.

This guy has a lot of books, he can brag very well, he has a nose and eyes.

After drinking a cup of tea, there was a knock on the door.

The fat man didn't dare to open the door. He looked at Ding Ermiao and said, "Master Ding, our boss is here."

"Open the door." Ding Ermiao waved his hand, still sitting on the chair and not getting up.

Li Weinian stepped aside and let the door of the box open.

Outside the door, an old man with a sad face came in, followed by a sickly young man behind him.

The young man was about 30 years old, with a thin face glowing yellow-green. Although he looked sick, his eyes were not friendly. He looked at Ding Ermiao and others sideways, with an arrogant expression on his face.

"Hello, Boss Yang, hello, Brother Wei..." The gangsters in the box nodded together and greeted the young and old.

Ding Ermiao still sat firmly on the Taishi chair, without even the intention of getting up.

When the old man and the young man came in, they were all surprised and unhappy when they saw Ding Ermiao's indifference.

The young man's expression changed, as if he was about to get angry, but the old man stopped him with his hand.

"Master Ding..., this is our boss Yang. This is Yang Wei, the young boss of Xixiangfeng Hotel. We all call him Wei Ge." Sui Haibo hurriedly introduced, nodding on both sides.

"Brother Wei? You can't even eat a basketful of Brother Wei." Ding Ermiao glanced across the young man's face and sneered:

"Ghost energy has invaded the internal organs. I guess this year's Dragon Boat Festival rice dumplings won't be able to eat. Hehe..."

The young man named Yang Wei suddenly changed his color, pointed his finger at Ding Ermiao and shouted: "Boy, what are you talking about?"

"You are looking for death. How dare you call me Brother Ermiao a brat?!" Wan Shugao, who was pretending to be powerful and powerful, was furious. He rolled up his arms and was about to use violence.

Li Weinian also took a step forward and glared at each other.

But on Yang Wei's side, the dozen or so big men in the box had already experienced the power of Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian, and knew that Wang Kebing was their friend, so they were timid at this time, and no one dared to step forward.

Sui Haibo, on the other hand, was alert and hurriedly opened his hands to block the middle, and apologized on both sides: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..., Viagra, calm down, Master Ding has a rest, I have something to say, I have something to say..."

Yang Wei was just a young man who bullied the weak and feared the strong. When he saw that his gangsters did not support him, he knew something was wrong and naturally felt weak.

Just as Sui Haibo persuaded him, Yang Wei quickly borrowed the donkey from the slope and took a few steps back.Then he looked at his own person sinisterly and resentfully, with confusion on his face.

Ding Ermiao sneered and said nothing, a very pretentious look.

"Ahem..." Yang Wei's father coughed twice, walked forward and said:
"I, Yang Gui, am the boss here. Something strange happened at home recently, and we are indeed looking for someone with skills. Is this brother really... capable of helping me?"

Obviously, this old man was afraid of being cheated by Wan Shugao, afraid of encountering a series of cheaters.

But seeing that Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian were both evil, he didn't dare to turn against them, so his words were quite polite.

"Hehe... I don't care if you are a coercion or a bird, as long as you can afford the price, I can help." Ding Ermiao sneered and insulted Yang Gui.

The names of this father and son are simply too weird. It’s no wonder that his family is so unlucky.

"Stinky boy, you still dare to curse?" Yang Wei was angry again, pointing at Ding Ermiao who was about to charge forward.

Scolding a father to a son is tantamount to digging up someone's ancestral grave, which has always been a taboo among Chinese people.Ding Ermiao said that Yang Gui was a coercive person. As Yang Wei's son, of course he couldn't swallow this breath.

Sui Haibo hurriedly hugged Yang Wei and said there was a misunderstanding, saying it was caused by different accents.

Well, this explanation seems to be barely satisfactory.

"Your father said he was forcing me to do something wrong with me?" Ding Ermiao finally stood up and stared at Yang Gui and his son.

They slapped Wan Shugao in the face and slapped the Maoshan sect in the face. Of course Ding Ermiao wanted to regain his position, so he talked nonsense.They don't dare to take action anyway, and even if they do, they are no match.

"Ahem..." Yang Gui's old face alternated between green and white, and he waved to the gangsters standing aside and said, "Get out, everyone, just stay here. Sui Haibo can stay."

These guys, standing here but not daring to make a move, would hear the Yang family's privacy, so Yang Gui wanted to send them out.

The gangsters were relieved and swarmed out with a cheer.

Sui Haibo closed the door casually.

The private room suddenly seemed much more spacious and quieter.

"Little brother, since you said you can help, then... can you show me your hand..., no, no, show me, show me?" Yang Gui asked hesitantly.

"Want me to show off?" Ding Ermiao asked.

(End of this chapter)