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Not long after, the waiter called the manager over.

At first, the other party helped Lin Yunfei by saying that it was just a meal and it didn't matter who paid.

It's a pity that Meng Yingxiang's attitude on this matter is very tough, and she refuses to give in. She must pay for the meal herself.

If the manager doesn't cooperate, she may even think of making things worse.

Unable to withstand Meng Yingxiang's tough attitude, the manager finally had no choice but to compromise.

When he left, Yuan Xiaoshan looked back and saw the fat manager hiding in the corner making a phone call. He must have been calling the man named Lin Yunfei.

After explaining the situation, he relaxed a little.

It seemed that Lin Yunfei had no intention of pursuing the matter.

In the final analysis, it was just his own decision and had nothing to do with the hotel manager. It would be unreasonable to hold him accountable.

After that, the three of them left the hotel without staying any longer, and then they began to discuss where to go in the afternoon.

Before coming to Fengcheng again, Yuan Xiaoshan had put in some effort, and although she only had a partial understanding of it, as long as she talked to Meng Yingxiang, she could basically speak fluently.

To be honest.

Even if the locals are good and have some understanding, they can still understand it, but she can answer them one by one even if they just mention it briefly, which is not something that everyone can do.

Seeing Meng Yingxiang like this, Yuan Xiaoshan wondered if she had ever worked as a tour guide.

It was Zheng Haoran who explained Yuan Xiaoshan's doubts: "I told you how you have collected some guide manuals in the past few days and read them over and over again all day long. It turns out that you are here to serve as a tour guide for your master!"

At that time, Meng Yingxiang was talking enthusiastically.

At this time, she was suddenly exposed by Zheng Haoran, and one can imagine her mood.

Staring at Zheng Haoran fiercely, she said with a sullen face, "Drive your car properly. If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

"Hey, why are you staring at me again?"

Zheng Haoran didn't feel conscious at all, and explained: "If I said something wrong, sister Yingxiang, please tell me. You know that you can easily scare someone with a heart attack by always glaring at me like this."

have no idea."

Meng Yingxiang didn't want to say more to him.

He crossed his arms and snorted coldly, then looked at Yuan Xiaoshan: "Master, leave him alone, let's continue discussing where to go next."

As she spoke, Meng Yingxiang was ready to discuss her next destination.

Unexpectedly, the car suddenly stopped at this moment.

By accident, Meng Yingxiang's head hit the front seat.

Fortunately, the front seats are soft, otherwise I might not be able to wrap my forehead up.

But Meng Yingxiang was still holding back her breath: "Zheng Haoran, what are you doing? Do you know it's dangerous to do this?"

As she said that, she unbuckled her seat belt and asked Zheng Haoran to settle the score.

At this time, Yuan Xiaoshan reached out and held her shoulders.

With mental preparation in advance, Yuan Xiaoshan grabbed the armrest first and did not hit the front seat.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard Zheng Haoran say again: "Master, please take care of Yingxiang. I will be back soon."

While talking, Zheng Haoran had already unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

Following Zheng Haoran's figure and looking out of the car, Meng Yingxiang saw several cars parked outside, and their car was now blocked.

By the way.

As the temperature rises in the afternoon, the air outside the car also becomes hotter.

In order to turn on the air conditioner in the car? The original convertible was surrounded by people? This was the main reason why Meng Yingxiang did not notice anything strange outside the window for the first time.

"If there's a fight, why don't you call me?"

Meng Yingxiang was about to get off the car as she spoke.

But at this moment, a hand pressed her shoulder.

Looking back, when she realized it was Master Yuan Xiaoshan? She immediately didn't dare to make any move.

"You are a little kid, why are you fighting? Just sit tight for me."

"oh."

Meng Yingxiang was reluctant.

But was this the intention of her most respected master? She didn't dare to resist, so she could only sit back obediently.

At the same time, when she looked at Zheng Haoran outside the window, her eyes were full of resentment. She thought that the master would not let her fight? It was all because of what Zheng Haoran said when she got out of the car.

At this time, Zheng Haoran didn't know that he was hated by Meng Yingxiang.

When he got out of the car, people in the several cars blocking them also got out of the car one after another.

After a detailed count, there were about fifteen or sixteen people, and all of them were carrying tools, such as baseball bats, wooden sticks, iron pipes and the like.

Compared with them, the unarmed Zheng Haoran looked so lonely.

But he didn't panic at all.

Facing the dozen or so people who gathered around him, he clapped his fingers and did warm-up exercises, as if he was preparing for a big fight.

It is obvious that the person opposite should have the advantage.

Comparing the two, there is a feeling that the other is at a disadvantage.

Too.

Even though the opponent has a lot of people, the way they copy the guys one by one makes them look like unfashionable little gangsters.

On the other hand, Zheng Haoran can be sent as Meng Yingxiang's bodyguard. This alone shows that he is definitely not something ordinary people can withstand.

Yuan Xiaoshan just met a similar person in the hotel last night.

In fact, it was just as he expected.

When a group of gangsters rushed towards Zheng Haoran with weapons in their hands, they seemed to be menacing and malicious.

The results of it?

Zheng Haoran turned sideways and dodged.

Then he grabbed the man's wrist with his backhand, and after a little force, he forced the other person's hand to attack him.

After eating this, the opponent basically lost the ability to move.

Taking advantage of this effort, Zheng Haoran dodged the opponent's weapon, dodged several times, and waved the iron pipe in his hand, which could be described as fast and accurate.

Three strikes, five divided by two, more than a dozen people were knocked to the ground by him one after another.

By the way, even though the people who were hit by him were not seriously injured, they were all rolling on the ground, and no one could stand up again.

"That's it?"

Seeing that no one was standing there, Zheng Haoran felt that there was no need to continue holding weapons.

He casually threw the iron pipe in his hand to the ground: "I really don't know how confident you are that you dare to interfere in the Meng family's family affairs."

After saying these words, Zheng Haoran didn't want to get entangled with them, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

The moment he turned around, the front door of one of the cars in front opened, and then a mahogany crutch was thrown out.

Even though the crutch is made of wood, the power it possesses is no joke.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Haoran was hit in the back, and his whole body was knocked away and hit the car.

After knocking Zheng Haoran away, the mahogany crutch flew back with a swish, as if it had been cast by magic.

When he reached the car door, a hand reached out from the car and grabbed the crutches.

Then an old man got in and got out of the car.
Chapter completed!