Just when Fang Mutian hung up the phone and was about to open the door and go back to the box, a middle-aged man with a mustache and a bitter look on his face walked towards him with a group of people with unkind expressions.

"Sir, wait a minute." The middle-aged man with a mustache in the lead shouted quickly when he saw Fang Mutian.

Fang Mutian stopped, turned to look at the others, and then asked the middle-aged man, "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man said: "Hello, sir, I am the manager of this hotel. I am here to discuss something with you. Can you give up the box you are using?"

When Fang Mutian heard this, his face could not help but darken, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you kidding me? I booked this box, and our people are dining now. You asked me to give up this box?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, I'm really sorry. I really have no choice. Do you think this will work? You can give up your private room and I'll give you a 10% discount on your consumption here tonight?"

"You can't help it? You can't help it. Do you think I'm easy to bully? You still give me a discount. It's really ridiculous."

Fang Mutian sneered and said: "Do you think I will pay less if I can book this box? If you want me to give up this box, don't even think about it. And I want to ask, you open a store and do business, that's it.

Don’t you consider the feelings of customers? Don’t you know that there is a saying called ‘the customer is God’? If you didn’t know it before, I’ve told you now, do you understand?”

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face suddenly stiffened and became extremely ugly. As a manager of a five-star hotel, it's not that he didn't understand the truth that customers are God, but he had no choice.

"Boy, are you not Japanese? Are you Chinese?" At this moment, before the mustached manager could speak, a burly middle-aged man with a short head who came with him narrowed his eyes slightly and admired Fang.

Tian asked.

Fang Mutian glanced at him and said, "Yes, I am Chinese."

"Since you are Chinese, then this matter will be easier to handle." A trace of contempt appeared on the face of the middle-aged man with a short hair, and said: "Now I give you five minutes to give up this box to me immediately, otherwise

, if there is any natural disaster**, don’t blame me for not warning you.”

Being able to book such a box is definitely a powerful person, but now that he heard Fang Mutian admit that he was not Japanese, but Chinese, the short-cut middle-aged man suddenly relaxed. Since he is Chinese, he is not allowed to do so in Japan.

Do you act based on their expressions?

Of course, even if they are the Japanese, even if they are powerful, facing them, even a dragon has to coil up, and a tiger has to lie down.

"What if I don't?"

Fang Mutian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he finally understood. When the other party heard that he was from China, the little Japanese thought he was easy to bully.

Am I really that easy to bully?

Fang Mutian sneered in his heart. Although he has a good temper, if someone bullies him, he doesn't care so much. Moreover, this is still Japan. If the other person is really so dismissive, he will have no scruples and be polite to him.

, people won’t invite him to dinner.

"No?" The short-haired man raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Chinese Pig, do you know who we are? How dare you say no to us?"

Fang Mutian's face suddenly became even more gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Japanese devils, watch your words, otherwise you will die miserably. Also, although I don't know who you are, you are nothing at first glance.

What a good bird, besides, I’m not in the mood to know who you are.”

"Fuck, you actually talked to Brother Daxiong like that, you are really looking for death." A red-haired young man behind the short-haired middle-aged man heard Fang Mutian's words and immediately started to drink violently.

"***, for being so disrespectful, you are simply seeking death." Another young man shouted.

A bald young man also shouted angrily: "A Chinese pig dares to be so arrogant in our Japan. You will definitely die today. God will not be able to save you."

Even the short-cut middle-aged man with an unusually ugly face. Who are they? They are a famous triad in Japan. Whoever sees them must not be respectful? But now that someone dares to tell them like this, this is not a way to seek death.

?

The Triads are a well-known underworld force in Japan. There are countless people in the gangs, and some of them are so powerful that even the Japanese government is unwilling to antagonize them. This shows how powerful the Triads are in Japan.

Forced existence.

Tonight, a member of the gang came to this hotel for dinner. There are a lot of them, so they naturally need a relatively large private room. And as members of the triad, a small room will naturally not reflect their status.

However, the business of this hotel has always been very good. At this point, there are almost no private rooms. However, in the eyes of the Triad people, they have given the hotel enough face by coming here to eat, even if there are no more private rooms.

They also had to make room for a private room. After learning that a group of Chinese people were having a dinner here and they wanted a large room, they didn't want to leave even more.

"Do you want me to die?" Fang Mutian said with a cold face and a voice without any emotion: "Do you want me to die? You can come and give it a try. I don't care who you Japanese devils are. You'd better get out of here right away.

"

"Baga!"

Several Japanese people were extremely angry. As members of the Triads, some people did not regard them as human beings. This made them who were usually worshiped so much, how could they not be angry?

"Baga your sister!"

Fang Mutian shouted angrily and said: "Get out of here, or I will ask you to come in standing up and go out lying down."

"Also, you are a shitty manager. You are not a good person. You actually treat your customers like this. You are really good."

Fang Mutian was also very unhappy and paralyzed. Isn't it just to eat a meal? Why are there so many nonsense? Can people have a good meal?

"Fuck, I've had enough, kill this damn Chinese pig." The short-haired middle-aged man at the head roared immediately. He couldn't stand Fang Mutian's attitude anymore.

When the hotel manager saw that the people from the Triad were about to take action, he immediately became anxious. He knew very well who the people in the Triad were. It was precisely because of this that he reluctantly brought these people to Fang Mutian.

discuss.

Of course, at this moment, he was also very dissatisfied with Fang Mutian, and felt unhappy in his heart. Your uncle, didn't I come to discuss it with you? Did you humiliate me like this?

They are members of the Triads. If I dare to offend them, will my whole family die on the streets tomorrow? You know, it’s not easy for me either.

Although the hotel manager also hopes that the people from the Triad Group will deal with Fang Mutian, who makes this guy look so harmless to humans and animals, but has such a poisonous mouth? But when he thinks that the other party is a customer of the hotel, if something happens here,

He still has to finish playing?

But before he could react, the people from the Triad Society, upon hearing the short-haired middle-aged man's order, screamed as if they had taken medicine, and rushed towards Fang Mutian as if they wanted to tear Fang Mutian alive.

The short-haired middle-aged man couldn't stand it anymore, so what about these Triad people? A Chinese person dared to speak to them like this, which was simply unbearable. If they didn't give this Chinese person a bloody lesson, they would

He won't be able to eat or sleep, and the bastard doesn't know why the flowers are so red.

"Since you are so ignorant of life and death, I will help you."

Fang Mutian was also furious. He was also angry. These Japanese were so arrogant and arrogant, and they even chewed Chinese pigs into their mouths, which made him even more angry. You are paralyzed, you are the pigs, you Japanese pigs.

Looking at the screaming Japanese who were rushing towards him, Fang Mutian sneered, stepped forward, and knocked the hotel manager aside with a slap. This damn manager actually asked him to give up the room, so naturally he made him treat the manager

I also hate it.

The hotel manager was slapped by Fang Mutian and flew away. He fell to the side completely stunned. Why the hell did you hit me? It’s not that I want you to die. Although I am very unhappy with you, I am doing it for your own good.

I still want to persuade them not to take action, but you *** actually hit me first? Is there any justice?

The hotel manager wanted to cry and couldn't understand why he was beaten when he still wanted to be a good person.

After Fang Mutian slapped the hotel manager away, he didn't look at him again. He raised his palm and slapped the people who came forward. In his eyes, these people were no different from ants. It was too easy to teach them a lesson.

In less than ten seconds, all the triad members, including the leader, the short-haired middle-aged man, were knocked to the ground by Fang Mutian.

"you!"

The leader, Bian Tou, was furious and didn't believe it. So many of them were taken care of by one person, and they were slapped so hard that they couldn't even bear a slap in the face. Who would believe this?

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The short-cut middle-aged man didn't know if others would believe it, but he believed it anyway. Such a thing happened before his eyes, and it happened to him. How could he not believe it?

"What are you doing? I told you to get lost. Not only are you trying to fight me, but you also want to fight me. Do you think this is your Japan and I'm Chinese, so you think I'm easy to bully, don't you?"

Fang Mutian glared angrily, put one foot on the chest of the short-haired middle-aged man, and said condescendingly: "You dare to open a dyeing workshop if I give you three points of color. Do you really think I am too scared to touch you trash?"

"Baga!"

The short-haired middle-aged man was furious. His eyes were full of fierceness. He stared at Fang Mutian fiercely and shouted: "Asshole, do you know who we are? Let us go quickly, otherwise you will die in an ugly way."

"Who are you? The Emperor of Japan? The Prime Minister? Or their relatives?" Fang Mutian threatened him with a sneer on his face? These Japanese devils are really funny.

However, Fang Mutian was still a little curious about these people. He turned to the hotel manager who was slapped away by him and said: "Bullshit manager, are you dead? If not, tell me who they are."

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Chapter completed!