1570: Chapter 752: Be Humble in Life_3 1570: Chapter 752: Be Humble in Life_3 When Yan Fei reached the entrance of a restaurant, he got off and locked his bike, not waiting for the two exhausted guys panting like dead dogs behind him, and entered on his own.
Once inside, he asked a waiter for directions and then headed upstairs to push open the door of a small private room.
The restaurant wasn’t very big, its decor was just average, and the sound insulation wasn’t great either.
As soon as Yan Fei pushed the door open, the already noisy corridor got even louder.
A group of rowdy people inside were puzzled by the arrival of a stranger.
Soone close to the door instinctively asked, “What are you doing here?”
Yan Fei glanced at the few people in the room and focused on a man in his thirties with a bossy deanor and asked, “Are you Brother Da Fei?”
“Kid, what are you talking about?
Be polite when you’re talking to Brother Da Fei,” soone imdiately snapped from the side.
Yan Fei couldn’t help but laugh, “Are you imitating a movie trope?
So now Provincial City has its own boss too?”
Perhaps it was because Yan Fei appeared too calm, the man identified as Brother Da Fei gestured with a hand pressing down, “Bro, which turf you from?
Since you’re here, you should at least announce your na.
Don’t let the flooding waters disturb the peace of the Dragon King Temple…”
Seeing this, Yan Fei felt extrely fed up inside.
Damn, I really can’t stand it!
I thought I was dealing with soone truly aweso, but what is this?
Just a bunch of low-class hoodlums?
They’re acting like they’re starring in a Hong Kong blockbuster, all puffed up as if they’re real Provincial City big shots.
Too lazy for more chit-chat, Yan Fei kicked the door shut with one foot, snagged a chair with a hand to sit down, and slapped sothing down on the table with a smack.
Without further ado, he declared, “Alright, no more nonsense.
Now I’m going to speak, and you all listen.
If anyone wants to test the authenticity of this item, just say so, but I advise against it.
I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle the consequences.”
The table of people initially stirred at the sight of the item he put down, but upon his declaration, the room suddenly fell eerily silent.
Even those originally lounging around with various expressions seed, albeit grudgingly, to take on an attentive deanor ready to receive his ssage.
“You answered a call just now, right?
A couple of kids complained that soone had troubled them at the school, didn’t they?
Let’s just drop this matter.
In the future, you chaps better stay clear of the school and avoid annoying .
If you want to step into the underworld, you’re lacking far too much.
It’s fine to show off, but be aware that one day you might get hit by a stray bullet, and losing your life would hardly be worth it,” Yan Fei said, grabbing the object on the table.
With a press of his finger, a piece of the object dropped down, which he caught with his other hand, snapped back together with a click, then stuffed it into his bag before turning to leave.
Just as he opened the door, Blonde Hair and Shaved Head rushed in, and with a sidestep and a casual push from Yan Fei, the two guys charged straight toward the table.
Only after Yan Fei slipped out and closed the door behind him did he hear a commotion of chaos erupting from the room.
No matter what was happening inside, the matter was settled as far as Yan Fei was concerned.
A handful of insignificant thugs, who ordinarily strut around like they’re invincible just because they carry fruit knives, will probably straighten up after seeing what he’s got.
No need for fights, no need for big talk; just a simple and low-profile solution to the problem.
Not bad at all.
After leaving the restaurant and getting on his bike, he could finally hear the slaps, punches, kicks, and Brother Da Fei’s furious roars, “You two damn fools, what kind of a ss have you gotten us into…”
Yan Fei didn’t linger to listen further, leisurely pedaling his bike howard.
His wife was still waiting for him to eat dinner!
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