"John?"

He Fan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is he the waiter at the beverage shop?"

"That's right, that's him. He's John. He paid two hundred yuan for me to follow you." At this point, Barton was afraid that He Fan would misunderstand him, so he hurriedly explained: "I'm just responsible for following you. I don't have any responsibility."

Are you planning to do something dangerous to you?"

There was no other way, Barton could only give in now. After all, there were too many people on the other side, and at first glance, they were not a good person.

Especially the big man in a suit following He Fan, whose right hand was stretched out motionlessly in the suit, made Barton's hair stand on end.

After all, they are all people licking blood from the edge of a knife. How could Barton not know what that thing is...

At this time, Barton was scolding John bloody in his heart.

This is not a business worth 200 yuan, and he wouldn't want to do it even if he was given 20,000 yuan.

After hearing what Barton said, He Fan felt a little speechless. He really didn't expect the waiter to be so petty.

After all, getting to the bottom of it was just a trivial matter. I didn't expect that the other party would plan to come back for revenge.

Thinking of this, He Fan suddenly felt that he must teach the other party a profound lesson.

"Can you call that John over?" He Fan suddenly said to Barton who looked worried.

Barton was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously, took out his cell phone and said, "No problem, I'll call him over now."

As he spoke, Barton found the waiter's phone number and called it.

At this time, John, who was being taught a lesson by Wilson, was bruised and ready to go to the drugstore to apply medicine.

But just as he walked out of the mall, the phone rang in his trouser pocket, which immediately stopped him.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Barton who was following He Fan. This made John's face suddenly light up and he immediately picked up the phone impatiently.

"Hey, Barton, how's things going?" John asked impatiently. He couldn't wait to seek revenge on the Chinese man.

Especially when he was beaten up by Wilson just now, it made him hate He Fan deeply.

At this time, Barton's slightly gentle voice also sounded on the phone: "The matter is done, I have tied up the person for you now, you come here quickly!"

John was stunned. He just asked Barton to follow He Fan. When did he ask Barton to tie him up?

But John immediately thought of Barton's money-grubbing character, and immediately felt relieved.

Maybe Barton wanted to ask him for more money! John thought this way.

However, John was also afraid that Barton would wait for the lion to open his mouth, so he said to his mobile phone: "Barton, I didn't ask you to kidnap someone for me, and I won't bear the cost."

When John finished speaking, he waited for Barton's reply.

But several seconds passed, and just when John felt a little strange, Barton's voice came from the mobile phone.

"John, we are brothers. Talking about money hurts our feelings. Just treat me to a drink tonight."

Hearing this, John couldn't help but look happy. After all, he didn't have to pay extra fees.

However, for the sake of safety, John still said cautiously: "Brother, I will invite you to the Mansery Bar that night."

When he heard John talking about this bar, Barton on the other end of the phone couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and felt again that John was really stingy.

Because the Mansery Bar is more like a pub than a bar. There are no sound facilities in it, just an old-fashioned announcer.

Moreover, the wine there is the cheapest in the entire city. A glass of whiskey only costs 5 Austrian dollars, which is cheaper than a drink.

Barton couldn't help cursing a few words in his heart, but he still kept calm and said: "John, we are friends, and there is no problem in drinking anywhere."

At this point, Barton didn't want to continue arguing with John, and immediately continued: "I'll send you an address. Come over quickly. I'll hang up first."

After speaking, Barton immediately hung up the phone, then raised his head and smiled at He Fan and others who were watching eagerly: "Sir, John will be here later, can I leave first?"

"What do you think!" He Fan responded expressionlessly, and then ordered Wang Jie to tie up Barton first.

As for the self-defense dagger in Patton's hand, he had already thrown it to the ground.

After all, the dagger is useless in front of firearms, so it is better to throw it away early, otherwise it will cause misunderstanding later.

Faced with the binding of Wang Jie and others, Barton was very cooperative and did not resist at all.

At this point, Barton could only hope that John would come over soon and wait for He Fan to let them go.

Or wait for his brother to come over, in which case things will take a turn for the better. After all, he just called his brother in the car and should be on the way by now.

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As Barton and his companions waited impatiently, time passed minute by minute, and twenty minutes quickly passed.

At this moment, a low engine sound suddenly came from the distance, getting louder and louder from far to near.

Hearing the sound, everyone, including Barton, He Fan and others who were squatting on the ground, followed the sound.

What came into view was a convoy of six old cars from beginning to end, driving at high speed from a distance.

Seeing this scene, He Fan immediately frowned, and Wang Jie and the bodyguards also moved closer to He Fan, and all of them immediately took out their weapons.

Of course, all these bodyguards held in their hands were basically swing sticks. Only Wang Jie had a firearm in his hand.

At this time, Wang Jie did not take out the gun. After all, it was not clear who was coming from the other side. It was best not to use the gun if possible.

After all, the situation between using a gun and not using a gun is completely different. He Fan didn't want to make things worse unless it was absolutely necessary.

Just as He Fan and others were waiting, Patton and the two squatting on the ground couldn't help showing excited expressions on their faces, because they had recognized the vehicles driving by.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Soon, six old cars parked directly opposite He Fan and others, and more than 20 tattooed young men holding sticks got out of the cars.

At this time, a short-haired young man with a gloomy face walked out of the crowd and looked at He Fan and others with eager eyes. He was the leader at first glance.

At this time, among the group of tattooed young people, a curly-haired young man shouted to Barton who was squatting on the ground: "Barton, why are you still standing there, come here quickly!"

Barton looked happy and immediately wanted to stand up.

However, since his hands and feet were tied with ropes, he immediately fell down and fell to pieces as soon as he stood up, causing the group of young people not far away to burst into laughter.

"Barton, look at you!"

"Barton, did you not eat at noon?"

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This group of tattooed young men teased Barton left and right, without taking He Fan and the others seriously at all.

After all, He Fan and the others only have a dozen or so people, and this group of tattooed youths has more than twenty people, twice as many as He Fan. Naturally, they will not take He Fan and the others seriously.

Being looked down upon, He Fan was not angry at all, he just stood quietly not far away and watched.

Perhaps sensing that the expressions of He Fan and others were too calm, the leader of the group of tattooed young men immediately raised his hand to silence his subordinates.

Needless to say, this leading young man is quite authoritative, and he shuts up his subordinates as soon as he opens his mouth.

At this moment, He Fan was also sizing up the opponent, especially the long scar on the opponent's right eye, which added a lot of ferocity. At first glance, he was a ruthless character with cruel methods.

Just as He Fan was sizing him up, the leading young man also spoke.

"This foreign friend, I wonder why you arrested my brother?"

The dull and hoarse sound sounded, like a knife cutting wire, making He Fan's ears feel uncomfortable.

"Who is your brother?" He Fan asked knowingly.

The leading young man immediately didn't care about He Fan's pretending to be stupid, and pointed at Barton not far away and said: "Friend, give me Barbus a face, as long as you let my brother go first, I won't argue with you about this matter today.

"

Faced with the threat from the leading young man, He Fan immediately sneered: "I know you very well? Why should I give you face?"

Although the other party had more people, He Fan was not necessarily afraid of the other party.

After all, Wang Jie's bodyguards all retired from special forces, so it wouldn't be a problem to take down several of them.

Moreover, He Fan also made a special observation just now. The weapons in the opponent's hands were all sticks, which did not pose any threat to them.

When Babos heard He Fan's response, he was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

After all, in this area, few people dare not give him face when they hear his name Babos.

It seemed that the other party was really a new foreigner who had just arrived and had no idea about Babos's cruel methods.

If this is the case, then Babos has to teach these foreigners a lesson today, so that these people will not know the difference between heaven and earth.

Babos spat viciously, waved his hand, yelled first and rushed towards He Fan and others with a baseball bat.

As for the group of younger brothers behind Babos, when they saw their boss taking the lead, they immediately became excited and rushed forward together, waving their sticks in their hands, and the scene was filled with demons dancing wildly.

And just when He Fan rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush towards Babos, Wang Jie on the side immediately stopped him.

"Boss, just let us do it."

After saying that, Wang Jie asked two bodyguards to stay and protect He Fan, and then called on ten other bodyguards to rush forward. For a moment, the scene suddenly became a mess, and wailing and screaming could be heard from time to time.

Of course, this sound came from those gangsters on the other side.

After all, bodyguards like Wang Jie only grunted even if they were beaten.

By this time, Wang Jie was already facing off against Babos.
To be continued...