It's just that you don't have the chance to taste it.

"The three major crimes are so great that my aunt can't bear it. You can tell me what to do?"

After saying that, Yang Huan sat down with a big golden sword and made his attitude clear. He would not satisfy me today, but would still make you suffer.

John Huntel stood there, not daring to leave, nor knowing how to deal with it. The bodyguards behind him had seen Long Wu's power, and none of them dared to get close, while the waitress stood there, and she couldn't tell the situation clearly.

Why does Master John, who usually looks very ferocious, look like a mouse and a cat when he sees this person?

The white-haired old man soon saw the clues and immediately walked to Long Wu's side, smiling with a smile, "Sir, don't you mind my table playing, do you?"

"Don't mind, sit down!" Yang Huan didn't take it to heart.

When John Huntel saw this situation, he knew that this matter could not be done well, and he also knew that he could not afford to offend this Chinese. Who would let the masters be in charge?

"Okay, I'll admit it." John Huntel said dejectedly.

Yang Huan shook his head, "I didn't hear it clearly."

"I said, I was wrong, I am willing to apologize!"

"Well, this attitude is pretty good." Yang Huan nodded, "Since it's an apology, I must say sorry first."

"You..." John Huntel immediately became angry. He grew up so old that he had never said sorry to anyone.

"Don't say it?" Yang Huan glanced at him.

Long Wu put down his cell phone, clenched his fists with both hands, and made a sound of joints.

John Huntel was shocked. If he was thrown out again, he would be disappointed.

As a last resort, the situation is better than others, so I can only bow my head.

"sorry!"

Yang Huan nodded and pointed at the old man opposite him, "Where is him?"

John Huntel simply wished he could kill the Chinese man in front of him with one punch, but he didn't have the ability.

Gripping his teeth, he turned to the white-haired old man and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't apologize to me!" The white-haired old man waved his hands repeatedly with a smile, feeling very happy.

You guys, didn’t pretend to behave just now, and even threatened me?

Don't you have to apologize to me now?

"It seems that this old man thinks your apology is not sincere enough, and he is more sincere."

John Huntel was born and never suffered such humiliation, but there was no way. Who would let himself be in trouble?

I could only grit my teeth and lower my head, "I'm sorry!"

The white-haired old man looked at Yang Huan this time, then looked at the rich second generation who bowed his head, and replied with a wry smile, "It's okay!"

After hearing this, John Huntel felt relieved and quickly turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, since you are an apology, then you treat this meal today and you should apologize!"

Hearing Yang Huan shouting behind him, he didn't dare to look back.
Chapter completed!