2325: C2325 Pretending to be a Grandson

C2325 Pretending to be a Grandson

When that Brother Mao appeared, the customer at the table next to Ye Qian had already paid the bill and left, leaving behind only a pot of boiling hot pot soup and a table full of leftovers.

At this moment, the empty table that no one was sitting at was overturned by someone. Moreover, a 100 degree heat hotpot soup directly splashed towards Ye Qian and the others. It was obvious that someone did this on purpose.

Glancing at the huge copper pot flying in the air, Nangong Miaomiao's fiery temper immediately rose.

Whether it was as the Twelve-flower Owners of the Immortal Realm or as the little princess of Mortal Realm, Nangong Miaomiao had never suffered such humiliation before.

The moment the table next door was lifted up, the girl had already taken off.

However, Ye Qian didn't stop her this time. He simply brought Ye Qingxuan and easily dodged away from the falling oil and water. Then, he coldly looked at Nangong Miaomiao as she played to her heart's content.

"Sunset, aren't we going to manage it?"

"No need. It's just a bunch of grasshoppers. It's just a matter of crushing someone to death. There's no need to get entangled with them."

As Ye Qian and Ye Qingxuan spoke, their gazes landed on the empty table behind them.

At this moment, three or five bare-chested young men with tattoos on their bodies were facing Nangong Miaomiao lazily, smoke rings in their mouths.

The leader of the group had green hair, and his pair of fox-like eyes were narrowed as he stared at Nangong Miaomiao, who had already appeared in front of him.

"Yo, not bad, little girl."

As for the hoodlums behind him, they were even more mischievous as they joked: "Oil Lamp, this girl's reaction isn't bad. I think that her face and figure are quite nice. We brothers haven't played with such hot girls in a long time."

"Heh heh, this is indeed a top-grade item."

Licking the corner of his mouth, that guy who was called Brother Oil Lamp crooked his lips and said, "Lil 'Six, quickly go and invite Brother Mao Zi over. Tell him that we've found a new beauty here, I think Brother Mao will definitely like her."

"Alright."

As he spoke, a lackey at the back of the crowd rushed out, ready to call for his subordinates.

But at this moment, Nangong Miaomiao's killing intent rose. As far as she was concerned, not only did the group of grasshoppers in front of her ruin her mood when she ate, they also insulted her eyes.

Sensing the killing intent that surged out from Nangong Miaomiao's body, Ye Qingxuan subconsciously covered her mouth and said, "It's over. Xiao Rou is about to go berserk."

Ye Qingxuan immediately turned to Ye Qian after she said that.

Ye Qian, on the other hand, acted like nothing had happened. He pouted his mouth and sighed lightly: "Since this group of ignorant fools has provoked the little girl's anger, then we can only consider it their bad luck. Who told them to be so tactless?"

Obviously, Ye Qian didn't care about the scene in front of him.

As for that guy Nangong Miaomiao, once she gets angry, she wouldn't waste her breath on you.

However, Nangong Miaomiao wasn't stupid. Facing these hooligans, she didn't attack them in public, but instead released her terrifying spiritual will.

Immediately, that majestic sea of psychokinesis rushed towards the delinquents on the opposite side.

In an instant, those delinquents felt as if they had been hit by a hammer and lost their ability to move, falling to the ground.

At this moment, other than Ye Qian and Ye Qingxuan, no one knew what just happened.

Looking at the thugs lying on the ground, twitching, and dying, Nangong Miaomiao snorted, "You deserve to die."

"This girl is really smart. I'm afraid no one would be able to detect her using this kind of method."

Ye Qian smiled faintly and nodded with gratitude.

Ye Qingxuan heaved a sigh of relief.2

On the other side, Li's hotpot assistant was dumbfounded. He had no idea what had just happened, nor did he know what had happened to those hooligans.

At this moment, he could only look at Ye Qian and the others with incomparable fear in his eyes, "It's over, this time it's over. You guys are in trouble. You guys are in trouble."

At the same time, a thin middle-aged man wearing chef's clothing hurriedly walked out of Li's Hot Pot restaurant.

Without any small talk or pleasantries, the middle-aged man glanced at the situation outside, then looked at Ye Qian and the other two, and said, "Guests, you guys should leave now." "You guys beat up Brother Mao's people, he won't let you off."

"Take advantage of the fact that he hasn't arrived yet and run as far away as you can. Don't ever appear in the prefecture area again."

After saying that, the middle-aged man shot a look at his shop assistant, "Erhu, hurry up and take care of this place. Don't let anyone find out."

The shop assistant called Erhu finally came back to his senses and nodded his head in tacit understanding.

However, Ye Qian and the other two were still smiling and had no intention of leaving. Instead, he stared fixedly at the middle-aged man in chef uniform, his eyes revealing a trace of strangeness.

Seeing that, the middle-aged man tensed up again, lowering his voice: "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and go, if you're late, it'll be too late. "

Just at this moment, a voice interrupted the middle-aged man's words. "Hehe, it's too late. You want to run after you touched my Brother Mao? You guys also didn't ask, just what is my presence in the territory of the Chuan Mansion? "Daring to provoke my Big Brother Mao Zi, even if it's the Emperor, I can forget about walking out of the Mansion alive."

Following a sinister laughter that rang out, Li's Hot Pot Restaurant was completely surrounded ten meters away.

In just a moment, the crowd numbered in the hundreds. The leader of these people appeared to be in his early twenties. He had long, black hair that covered half of his face.

It was obvious that this fellow was the frightening Brother Mao on this street.

Seeing such a huge scene, the middle-aged man in chef uniform was immediately scared silly.

However, looking at his performance, it wasn't the first time he and this Brother Mao Zi had met.

A middle-aged man with a stooped body and a face full of smiles came up to Brother Mao and fawningly offered him a cigarette, "Brother Mao, you smoke …"

But at this moment, Brother Mao Zi completely ignored the chef of Li's hotpot restaurant and pushed him down on the ground.

"Li Lao Jiu, scram to the side. I don't have any face to speak to you."

After cursing, Brother Mao Zi kicked the middle-aged chef's butt in disdain, causing his staggering body to fall down once again. That look was truly laughable.

However, this scene didn't seem like it to Ye Qian and the other two.

After all, Ye Qian and the other two were not ordinary people. They could clearly see that this middle-aged chef had a martial arts foundation, and was at least half a step into the Dragon Elephant.

Although this kind of person could not start a sect, he was still more than enough to deal with this group of low-class trash without much effort.

However, not only did this fellow not have the blood energy of a martial cultivator, he had done the opposite. It was also very puzzling.

"Heh, pretending to be a grandson is unprecedented and will never happen again."

Nangong Miaomiao couldn't be bothered with the actions of the middle-aged chef in front of her as she muttered to herself in disdain.

At the same time, the big bro Mao was walking on those shiny leather shoes slowly walked towards Nangong Miaomiao.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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