"Brother Xiong, this shop seems to be called Ye's Palace Secret Fried Chicken..."
The burly man turned to Ye Zhiqiu and said, "The shop is called Ye's Palace Secret Fried Chicken. Am I right? Stop hitting me. If you keep hitting me, someone will die. You don't want to be charged with murder, do you?"
Ye Zhiqiu sat down, crossed his legs, and said with a smile, "So you, Number K, look down on our Ye family. You can leave now. Go back and tell your boss that I am Ye Chengyun, the seventh child of this generation of the Ye family! Either the person in charge of this area kneels down and kowtows in front of my shop to apologize! Or we, the Ye Group, will declare an all-out war with you, Number K, and fight to the death!"
The burly man's mind was buzzing. Ye family? Ye's? The Ye family whose name was used on every company? Ye's palace secret fried chicken?
Holy shit, which bastard said it was a fat sheep? He was so angry that he fainted!
Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes and said to the four gangsters, "Alright, stop pretending to be dead and carry the man away! You're all going to die sooner or later anyway, so let you go back and live a few more days."
Ye Zhiqiu's cold and ruthless words made the four people who were still sober want to faint immediately.
This person is not a fat sheep at all, he is a demon who is even more violent and terrifying than them!
At this point they already knew they were in trouble, and completely in trouble!
So they wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but before they could even open their mouths to plead, Ye Zhiqiu pointed his gun at them and said, "Guess if I shot and killed five robbers, and I have a legal gun license, will I be sentenced? I'll count to three, and if you don't carry the people away, I'm going to start shooting the robbers!"
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