Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 128: Again the Noble Shang
"The head of the noble family is indeed very rich." Zhou Fan shook his head while smiling satisfiedly.
After taking the ring of great master Shang and some of his subordinates, Zhou Fan immediately left without a care for the corpses of the people he killed.
"I'd better fill my stomach first." Zhou Fan muttered then walked towards the usual place he ate, the restaurant in the medicine pavilion building.
Entering the door of the restaurant, one greeted him kindly.
"Let's sir?"
The servant bowed his body, then led Zhou Fan to the top floor.
He instantly knew who Zhou Fan was upon entering the door, all the servants knew about it, a young acquaintance of Chairman Sin and also a friend of Zhang Xiaoyu's.
Zhou Fan simply put on his flat face and walked in front of the maid.
Seeing some empty spots, Zhou Fan directly pointed to the table by the window.
The waiter continued to follow until Zhou Fan sat in his place, then asked the order that the young man had ordered.
"Provide the most special of your restaurant, don't forget the child too" Zhou Fan said.
"Is there anything else, sir?" The waiter asked with a red face.
Zhou Fan scrunched his forehead, looked at the servant from top to bottom, then shook his head strongly.
"No no, that's all." Zhou Fan waved his hand, telling the servant to leave.
The waiter understood, he just gave a small nod, then left.
"How can I turn away if I already have two perfect women in my life" Zhou Fan murmured inwardly, imagining the faces of his two lovers.
Huft...
Zhou Fan held his head, looked at the window, so many people passing by.
Arriving next to Zhou Fan sounded the table buzz.
Brak!
"Moving! The young master wants a place by the window." A middle-aged man with a thin mustache shouted after violently pounding the table.
Zhou Fan looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes narrowed as he mentioned the young master.
Turning his attention to the back of the middle-aged man, and finding the 'young master' he was looking for.
"Heh... No father is not a child, just the same," Zhou Fan muttered.
Zhou Fan looked at Young Master Shang who was standing next to a black-haired, whitish old man.
Young Master Shang smiled with a grin, analyzing the young man before him who was none other than the young man looking for trouble with him in the medicine pavilion.
"Big kere, we finally meet again. You did dare to humiliate this young master in the presence of so many people, it is time to calculate your debt to me." Young Master Shang smiled triumphantly.
Young Master Shang turned to the old man next to him, "Second Uncle, he is the young man I told you about. He didn't even consider the Shang Nobles Family in his eyes."
The old man who was called the second uncle of furniture was Zhou Fan from toe to toe.
He then shook his head slowly, smiled wryly and then said. "A piece of trash now has great courage, not even putting the Shang Nobles Family in his eyes, is brave, but I wonder where that courage comes from."
Zhou Fan instead smiled in response to the second uncle's remark, making the thin-moustached middle-aged man always again bang over the table.
Brak!
"What do you mean?! How dare you laugh at the second great master" he said in a high tone.
Zhou Fan instantly looked at the middle-aged man before him with a sharp eye, making the middle-aged man shed a cold sweat.
"Junk like you, is it right to say?" In a cold tone Zhou Fan asked.
The thin moustached middle-aged man gulped his saliva roughly, his throat feeling dry.
While the second great master, or Shang Qiu frowned in surprise.
It was clear he only saw the cultivation level Zhou Fan was a nine-star proficient fighter, but his heart was not calm, and kept thinking about it.
"Well, you didn't ask young master for forgiveness, did you want to die?!" Although with trembling legs the thin-moustached middle-aged man remained adamant.
Zhou Fan shook his head indifferently, then chuckled.
"Go away, I don't want to make trouble. Let's just say you're lucky." Zhou Fan waved his hand a few times.
Some people who happened to be on that floor, put up ears, curious souls as if moved to see the bustling atmosphere.
While Shang Qiu was already a dead red face, the scraping of veins on his face really made the people who saw him shudder in horror.
"Lucky? Aren't you looking too high on yourself?!" With a stifled tone Shang Qiu said, his tone very clearly exuded dislike towards Zhou Fan.
"How I am, only I know. Laymen like you will not know how vast the ocean is...,"
"Living in a circle does not mean a world as wide as a circle, I fixate if you have started... Um... Seniors sometimes make a person lose their mindset." Zhou Fan said with a soft laugh.
Young Master Shang, Shang Yui. Scary was furious, but he knew he would not be able to defeat Zhou Fan.
"Second uncle, you won't let go easily, right? He bluntly insulted you, he also denigrated the Shang nobility." Shang Yui could not fight back, but she could utilize her uncle's existence to teach a lesson.
Zhou Fan raised next to his brows, then muttered inwardly. "Heh, even your father was killed by me, what can he do with the cultivation that is at the level of a one-star king fighter?"
Zhou Fan looked at Shang Yui, then turned to look at Shang Qiu.
"Of course not!" shang Qiu replied briefly.
"You better get down on your knees, then break your arm. Do it yourself or I'll do it for you!" threaten Shang Qiu with his ferocious face.
"Heheh.." Zhou Fan laughed sneeringly, laughing at the stupidity of the three men before him.
"You! The second great master has given you an easy choice, but you don't respect him!" The thin-moustached middle-aged man pointed furiously.
Cheques... Cracks!
Arg's!
"Who are you? How dare I point at my face?!" Zhou Fan quickly pulled the thin mustachioed middle-aged man's index finger, then broke it.
Shang min, or the thin-moustached middle-aged man grimaced in pain, pulled out his hand and then kissed him.
"You're brave, but you're wrong to look for an opponent!" shang Qiu.
Zhou Fan laughed at Shang Qiu's threat.
"Huhahah's... I remember, a moment ago there was someone who told me what you said. And do you know what's happening to him now?" ask Zhou Fan.
Shang Qiu was speechless, the few people who were on the third floor were shocked.
The Shang noble family was indeed not the most famous noble, but they were at least in the upper ranks of the capital's noble family.
Seeing a young man bravely challenge the young master as well as the great master of the two Shang nobles really made one look in admiration.
But there were also some people who looked down on Zhou Fan, deeming offending the Shang nobility a mistake.
"Then, what? Not accept?!" shang Qiu asked as if challenging Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan pressed his temple, leaning back he said.
"If I say 'yes' what do you want?"