Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face came from the door.
Behind him was an old man who was over seventy years old.
The old man was wearing a black Tang suit, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were deep and terrifying!
Li Qingjiu recognized the middle-aged man as soon as he entered the door.
It was Zhao Haihu, the head of the Zhao family, who was in the same box as Ouyang Jiandong and others in the Zunhuang Hotel!
Sun Yuqing introduced it. It was close at the time, so she was deeply impressed.
Li Qingjiu frowned.
This is the head of the fifth family in Jianghai Province!
Ye Beichen beat his son like that, he would definitely not let it go!
He might even be able to bring down the entire Jiangbei City with just one sentence, let alone just Ye Beichen?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but worry.
Zhao Haihu walked in angrily and said in a cold voice: "Which little brat beat my son? It's best to stand up and kill yourself, otherwise I will not only kill you, but also demolish this hotel!"
Hearing Zhao Haihu's words, everyone was suddenly shocked.
"This, this, this...is this Mr. Zhao's father, the head of the Zhao family in the provincial capital?"
"Although the Zhao family only ranks fifth in the entire Jianghai Province, if you want to kill someone in Jiangbei, it's not easy!"
"It's over, it's over, this young man is dead now! He beat Mr. Zhao like this, and he will definitely pay for it with his life!"
Zhao Haihu heard everyone's discussion and turned his attention to Ye Beichen, who had his back turned to him.
"Boy, was it you who beat my son?"
Zhao Haihu's face turned livid and he yelled angrily: "Turn around and waste your hands and feet! If you let me do it myself, it won't just be my hands and feet!"
Hearing this, Ye Beichen slowly turned around.
However, when Zhao Haihu saw Ye Beichen's appearance clearly, he was stunned.
This, this, this...
Isn't this the God of Plague in the Zunhuang Hotel?
He couldn't help but feel startled, and was instantly frightened to the point of sweating profusely.
This is someone who even the provincial leader Ouyang Jiandong dares to beat!
How did his son offend him?
at this time.
Zhao Tai also gradually recovered.
After seeing his father, he immediately ran over and cried: "Dad! It was this little brat who beat me!"
"Dad! It hurts!"
"Dad! I want you to kill him! Look at my hands! Look at my face! And my back! And my teeth!"
While speaking, Zhao Tai found that his mouth was full of nonsense, and then he realized that his teeth had been knocked out by Ye Beichen.
When I saw my son's face as swollen as a pig's head, his mouth covered in blood, his speech unclear, his left hand purple to black, and the oil stains on his back.
Zhao Haihu's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.
What about the God of Plague?
So what if you dare to scold the provincial governor?
So what if you dare to attack the provincial leader?
If you touch your own son, you can't let it go easily no matter what!
Even though he was familiar with Miss Sun from Zhongzhou, all he had to do was kill him and the girl next to him, and Miss Sun wouldn't know that it was him who did it!
He looked at the old man in Tang suit beside him and said coldly: "Kill him!"
Hearing this, the old man in Tang suit immediately looked at Ye Beichen and said, "Boy, I don't like killing people, but you tortured the young master to the point of being unworthy, then you must die!"
After saying that, the momentum around him surged, making everyone in the room breathless.
Then, he kicked off his feet.
A hand as sharp as a sword went straight to Ye Beichen's neck.
Seeing this, Li Qingjiu was so frightened that he covered his eyes with his hands and almost collapsed to the ground.
Ye Beichen was calm and unhurried.
Seeing the old man in Tang suit getting closer and closer, he had no intention of dodging.
He didn't even think about taking action.
He just slowly put his hands in his pockets, looking like he didn't know what an opponent was.
Seeing that Ye Beichen didn't take him seriously, the old man in Tang suit suddenly became even more angry.
However, just when he was fifty centimeters away from Ye Beichen.
Ye Beichen suddenly made a move!
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the old man in Tang suit spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew several meters away in an instant, and hit the wall hard.
Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.
"No wonder he dares to be so arrogant, he is actually a practitioner???"
"What's the use of being able to fight? The most important thing for being around is power, connections, and background!"
"That's right. With the Zhao family's energy in Jianghai Province, if such warriors can be summoned at will, if he can defeat one, is it possible that he can defeat a group of them?"
The people present admired Ye Beichen, but also ridiculed him.
But Zhao Haihu's expression was extremely gloomy, almost as if he was mourning for his heir.
This old man in Tang suit is a worshiper of their Zhao family, and he is only half a step away from the realm of martial arts master!
Among the top 100 martial arts masters in Jianghai Province, he is also ranked 101st!
How could it be so vulnerable?
"Ahem..."
The old man in Tang suit coughed violently and said in shock: "You...are you a martial arts master?"
He knew that there was not even a heaven-level expert in Jiangbei City, and no one could beat him.
But why could this kid kill him so easily?
There is only one possibility, the information is wrong!
Ye Beichen said calmly: "It doesn't matter, you just need to know that you can't kill me, that's enough."
After saying that, he took Li Qingjiu's hand and left.
Zhao Haihu blocked the way and said angrily: "Ye, you beat my son like this and let this matter go?"
"I beat your son because your son deserves to be beaten. If he doesn't come to harass my wife, can I beat him?"
Ye Beichen closed his eyes slightly and said, "You don't educate your own sons, but others educate them."
Hearing the word wife, Li Qingjiu bit her lips shyly.
"hehe!"
Zhao Haihu sneered: "I dare to ask Mr. Ye, if your son was beaten like this in the future, wouldn't you be angry and kill that person?"
"First of all, I can't raise a son who constantly harasses other people's wives."
Ye Beichen said calmly: "Secondly, if my son does something worse than a beast like harassing other people's wives in the future, then even if others kill him, I won't have any thoughts of revenge."
After saying that, he walked towards the counter: "One portion of braised chicken wings, one portion of Bashu chicken in claypot, and two portions of rice. Take them away."
After saying that, Ye Beichen took out two wads of money and handed them to the front desk: "This money should be regarded as compensation for losses. It should be enough."
This is the 20,000 yuan that Zhao Tai put on the table just now. If you don't use it, it will be in vain.
At this moment, two figures entered the hotel.
It was Ouyang Jiandong and Shangguan Yunlan.
Seeing the two of them, Zhao Haihu quickly cried and cried: "Ouyang, the head of the province, the governor of Shangguan! Look, what did this man named Ye do to my son and servants?"
When he left the Zunhuang Hotel, Ouyang Jiandong was still planning to kill Ye Beichen, and now he encountered him committing murder again, and he would never sit idly by.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yunlan and Ouyang Jiandong turned their attention to Zhao Tai, who looked like a pig head, and the old man in Tang suit with his mouth full of blood.
Shangguan Yunlan suddenly said angrily: "Grandma, you're a bear! Whoever bastard touches her, get out!"
"That's the one named Ye!" Zhao Haihu pointed at Ye Beichen with a proud smile on his face.
"Boy, are you so arrogant that you beat someone in broad daylight?" Shangguan Yunlan said angrily with a dark face.
Ye Beichen hummed lightly, turned around and said, "It's me, do you have any objections?"
When they saw it was Ye Beichen, the two of them were stunned.
He quickly bowed and said, "Mr. Ye, why is it you?"
Seeing this, Zhao Haihu was dumbfounded.
