Chen Qiye turned his head and looked in the sound, and saw a young man with acne on his face, looking at him with a rebellious expression with a very disdainful look.

The young man was wearing a customized suit of hundreds of thousands of yuan, a Patek Philippe watch worth millions of yuan, and a few carats of diamond earrings on the earlobe of one ear.

Just looking at this outfit can show the extraordinary origin of a young man. He must be a young man from a wealthy family in Tianhai!

Sure enough, when the gangster named Biaozi saw him, he immediately smiled with a flattering smile on his face, pushed Chen Qiye away, and then quickly walked up and said, "Mr. Wu, you are here!"

The unruly young man, known as Wu Shao, said proudly: "Old rules, VIP stands!"

Biaozi nodded and said, "Please come in, please come in!"

After saying that, he turned his head and said to a gangster behind him: "Hurry up and take Mr. Wu to the VIP stands! Remember, it is the position with the best angle!"

The gangster responded and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Wu, please come in!"

The young master Wu looked at Chen Qiye contemptuously and whispered in a low voice: "Poor ghost!"

Then he followed the gangster into the field with his head held high.

After Mr. Wu entered, Biaozi turned around and looked at Chen Qiye, and said with a fierce look on his face: "Why are you still here? I warn you, get out of here quickly! Otherwise, I will break your legs by stepping on your horse!"

Chen Qiye was a little unhappy and pointed at the door: "How could that person get in just now?"

Biaozi sneered: "He is Wu Yue and Wu from the Wu family in Tianhai! That's a wealthy family in Tianhai! You are not even qualified to pass by their door! Less nonsense, hurry up and get out of here!"

As he spoke, he came forward and pushed Chen Qiye. Chen Qiye had lost patience with his arrogance. After dodging his side, he flew straight to Biaozi's stomach.

Biaozi let out a "Ouch" and bent down with his stomach. When the other gangsters saw Chen Qiye taking action, they shouted: "Brother Biao!"

One of them stepped forward and helped Biaozi up, while the others surrounded Chen Qiye in the middle.

Biaozi was furious and waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Blow me and beat this little bastard to death!"

The gangsters rushed forward and waved their fists to hit Chen Qiye. Chen Qiye snorted coldly, no longer politely, and fisted and rolled around in a few seconds!

Biaozi didn't expect that Chen Qiye looked very ordinary but was so powerful. He quickly took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "Hey, brother, it's not good, someone is causing trouble at the door!"

In less than a minute, a large group of young men dressed like Biaozi rushed out of the warehouse. There were at least forty or fifty of these people, each of whom had a straight face and looked very scary.

The young men were all carrying guys, some were picking up water pipes, some were carrying watermelon knifes, staring at Chen Qiye like a ferocious spirit, as if they were about to eat him at any time.

A man in his thirties and in a suit came out from among these young men. The man had a clear scar on his face and looked very terrifying.

He glanced at the gangsters lying on the ground, and then looked at Chen Qiye with a bad expression: "Your Excellency, which place are you from? Do you know whose place is here, so you dare to come here to make trouble?"

Chen Qiye said lightly: "I'm not here to make trouble, I'm just here to watch the game. They stopped me from entering, and they took action first!"

The scarred man was stunned: "Watch the game? Where is your ticket?"

Biaozi said without waiting for Chen Qiye to speak, "This kid has no ticket to enter, he is just here to make trouble!"

The scar-faced man's eyes sank: "You don't have a ticket?"

"I don't have a ticket!" Chen Qiye said very simply, "But Uncle Tang said he asked me to come to the person in charge here, and he would take me in."

When the scarred man heard this, his face turned pale!

He asked carefully: "May I ask, your surname?"

"Submit Chen."

With a "thump", the scar-faced man knelt down on the spot!

Tang Wanli personally took care of him, and a young master named Chen wanted to come to their venue to watch the game. He also repeatedly told him that this is a distinguished guest with a huge background and must be served carefully. If there is any mistake, the scarred man will be in danger!

But now, not only did he not serve him well, but his subordinates also hit him! If Tang Wanli knew about this, he would have to cut him into pieces!

So after the scarred man learned Chen Qiye's true identity, he was so scared that he lost his soul and immediately knelt down.

Biaozi looked a little puzzled by the side. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what are you doing?"

The scar-faced man ignored him, but kowtowed Chen Qiye several times in one breath, begging, "Mr. Chen, I don't know that you are here. I deserve to die! Please give up my best and spare my life!"

Chen Qiye waved at him: "Forget it, this matter doesn't matter, it's your bastard. Take me in quickly to save my time!"

The scar-faced man was ashamed of an amnesty and responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will take you in immediately and take you to the VIP stands!"

While talking, he quickly got up and walked into the warehouse with Chen Qiye.

After they left, Biaozi was stunned. He never dreamed that this young man, who looked ordinary and not like a rich man, actually made his elder brother so scared that he kowtowed!

Thinking that he had humiliated and hit Chen Qiye in person just now, and even took action, a strong sense of fear suddenly arose in Biaozi's heart.

the fat is in the fire!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately wanted to escape.

However, just as he was about to leave, he was surrounded by a large group of young men just now. One of them said coldly: "I just received instructions from my elder brother, and the crime of rushing to Chen Shao is unforgivable! He asked us to send you on the way!"

Biaozi's face was not bloody at all. His legs became weak and he fell to the ground: "Brothers, show mercy to your hands, let's go... let's go!"

However, these young people had no intention of pitying him. They rushed up and greeted Biaozi with water pipes and watermelon knife in their hands.

In a moment, Biaozi, who was arrogant and domineering just now, has become a pile of dead meat!

The gangsters who fought against Chen Qiye with Biaozi, without exception, all became dead ghosts. Their bodies were quickly disposed of, and several people were re-arranged at the warehouse door to check the tickets.
Chapter completed!