Chapter 237 Is Leg Hair Okay?

The two men were hit hard and fell down immediately with their eyes black. The bartender, who had reacted, pulled out a three-foot-long machete from the bar and swung it at Fang Ye's head.

Although the machete made a powerful sound, the opponent's action was faster. Another glass came first and hit the bartender's nose with a bang.

The bartender could no longer hold on to the pain. The machete in his hand flew out of his hand and flew a distance in the air. It fell in front of Ma Junjie by some strange coincidence. It hit right between his legs with a clang, leaving everyone sitting there dumbfounded.

Ma Junjie looked down tremblingly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, he was just a little bit away from his brother!

He stood up after surviving the disaster and shouted loudly, "Kill this little bastard for the labor!"

More than a dozen men responded in unison, and then drew their machetes and rushed towards Fang Ye!

When the thin man and others saw that someone was going to die, they had to excuse themselves one after another to avoid getting into trouble.

Ma Junjie did not try to keep them, and he breathed a sigh of relief after a few people left.

Fortunately, they left quickly, otherwise his embarrassing incident of being scared to the point of wetting his pants would definitely be discovered...

When Ma Junjie went in to change his pants swearing, the bar was already filled with swords and shouts of killing.

As the murderous men rushed forward with knives in hand, Fang Ye threw the remaining glasses out continuously, and the small bar was suddenly filled with the sound of cannons.

His shots were accurate, and the force contained in the glasses was so great that if they hit someone's head, they would be broken and bleeding. The people in the front row who were rushing forward with their heads down immediately fell down like rice being cut.

When the people behind realized something was wrong and stopped, there were not many of them left standing, and Fang Ye was tossing the last glass as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the strewn debris on the ground, the survivors were instantly soaked with cold sweat. As they all slowly retreated, Ma Junjie, who had just changed his pants, came out.

After seeing Fang Ye, who was still alive and kicking, he was immediately furious.

"What are you doing, why hasn't he been hacked to death yet?"

"Ma... Brother Ma, this guy is too weird, we can't... get close to him at all!" A man stammered.

"Huh?"

Ma Junjie realized that something was wrong in the bar. Why were most of his men lying down?

He only had the time to change his pants. What happened during this time?

While he was hesitant, Fang Ye had already strode over here, still playing with the glass in his hand.

"Why are you retreating? Go and chop him!" Ma Junjie shouted loudly.

The men looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

Bang!

After a crisp sound, another man fell on his back with a bloody head, and Fang Ye's hands were empty.

Fang Ye's mouth curled up slightly, as if a devil was smiling at his prey. The remaining men were all terrified and turned around and fled. Even if Ma Junjie shouted at the top of his lungs, he couldn't stop them. Instead, they ran faster.

After seeing his men running away, Ma Junjie suddenly remembered something. When he was about to run away, Fang Ye had already kicked him on the butt.

Caught off guard, Ma Junjie was kicked forward and hit the pillar with a bang. His nose immediately started bleeding and he screamed miserably.

Fang Ye picked him up by the collar and threw him onto the sofa.

"Are you Ma Junjie?"

Fang Ye picked up a machete from the ground and looked at him unkindly.

Ma Junjie said tremblingly, "I... I am this hero. Is there some misunderstanding between us?"

He racked his brains but couldn't remember when he had offended this tough guy.

"Maybe." Fang Ye said indifferently, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Fang Ye. Wei Mao Bu Li Milk Tea Shop is opened by Xia Wei and me."

"So you are Fang Ye?" Ma Junjie suddenly realized.

"Stop talking nonsense. You should be able to guess why I came here." Fang Ye's face began to turn cold.

"I don't know what you mean."

"Pretending to be stupid, right? Well, I'll ask a few questions now. If I am not satisfied with your answers, I will chop you."

Ma Junjie said with a pale face, "Cut... cut where?"

Fang Ye snorted coldly, "Except for hair and nails, you can choose any other place."

Ma Junjie said weakly, "If hair is not okay, how about leg hair?"

Swish!

A flash of knife light suddenly passed by, and Ma Junjie suddenly felt a chill on the left forehead. When he reacted and reached out to touch it, he realized that one of his eyebrows had been shaved cleanly!

Fang Ye said coldly, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will shave you neatly with the next knife!"

Ma Junjie suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and was so scared that he dared not breathe. If the knife had been a little off, his eyeballs and nose bridge would definitely be lost!

"Hero, please ask whatever you want, I will answer honestly!"

"The first question, which wicked guy sent you to run a milk tea shop?"

"Yes... yes..." Ma Junjie hesitated. If he betrayed the client, he would not be able to work in this industry in the future.

A flash of knife light suddenly flashed, directly cutting off a section of the square table in front of him, and even the wine glass on it was split into two! TV updates the fastest

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Ma Junjie was so scared that his soul was about to fly out of his body, and he quickly said, "I said, I said, it was Qi Ziyu!"

Fang Ye nodded, "Okay, I didn't lie, you passed this question."

Ma Junjie felt a chill rising from his tailbone again. It turned out that this kid already knew the answer, and the first question was deliberately used to test him!

If I had just made up a random name, I'm afraid I would have ended up like Fang Zhuo...

Fang Ye chuckled, "Okay, let's move on to the second question. Where did those poppy shells come from?"

Ma Junjie hesitated for a few seconds, and answered honestly, "I got them from a friend. His...his name is Li Siqi."

"What does he do?"

Ma Junjie asked weakly, "Hero, is this the third question?"

Fang Ye's face was stern, "Well? I asked you to answer, why are you talking so much nonsense, do you want to be cut?"

"I dare not, I dare not." Ma Junjie hurriedly smiled, "He is one of Brother Liang's henchmen, responsible for selling goods in this area."

Fang Ye pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "What goods are being sold, MH3?"

"What is MH3?" Ma Junjie was confused.

Seeing that the other party's expression did not seem to be lying, Fang Ye had to ask again, "Then what goods does he usually sell?"

"Mostly ecstasy pills and gas-inducing drugs. Recently, there is a batch of new goods, which seems to be called something... It's called the new goods of the emperor Ma?"