Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

"This wine is too fake. It's not even half the quality of your imitation, and it's still so expensive. It's the fastest updated," Du Hao frowned.

Han Lei also poured a glass and drank it. Then his expression changed and he shouted to the waiter: "I'm the one selling fake wine. Call your manager!"

The waiter's lips twitched. She could see that the two of them were either rich or noble, so she quickly went downstairs and called the manager up.

In less than a minute, several men and women in clean clothes walked up the second floor, and a pretty woman in her early thirties walked at the front.

She exudes a mature smell all over her body. She is big in places that should be big and perky in places that should be.

Coupled with her fair, tender and good skin, her charm remains. These four words definitely describe her appropriately.

It's just that her lips are very thin, giving people a mean and snobbish feeling.

Seeing the person coming, Han Lei was slightly startled: "Black butterfly?"

He turned to Du Hao and whispered: "A member of the Teng family."

"I was wondering who it was, but it turned out to be Han Lei, Young Master Han." Black Butterfly smiled contemptuously: "You haven't been to my place for more than half a year, right? What? Now that the Han family is in trouble, you want to find someone like me? A lover?"

Du Hao sighed that the world is so small. At the same time, he looked at Han Lei strangely and lamented that the latter had slept with women like him.

When Han Lei looked extremely embarrassed, Bai Meigui had led several people over, sat on the sofa opposite, took out a lady's cigarette, lit it, and slowly spit out:

"If you say that we sell fake wine, I will give you a real bottle without saying anything. After all, you are better than us at counterfeiting wine."

"But others can't. Who said this wine is fake? It's just a naked slander!"

Obviously, Black Butterfly already knew from the waiter that Du Hao was the culprit of all this.

The beautiful black butterfly eyes turned to Du Hao and smiled slightly: "Then who slandered us for counterfeiting wine? Come forward, I will not embarrass the ignorant."

Amidst the ridicule, three very strong men took a step forward, looking down at Du Hao with provocative faces, as if they were ready to start a war at any time.

Du Hao was leaning on the sofa, not only calm and relaxed, but also looking at the dancer below, as if he was admiring her pole dancing posture while cracking melon seeds.

Seeing this, Black Butterfly snorted, "Teach him a lesson."

The three strong men nodded and were about to step forward.

Han Lei's expression changed, he stood up and stood in front of Du Hao: "Black Butterfly, what do you want to do?"

"He is my friend. If you embarrass him, you are embarrassing me!"

He had also seen Du Hao's skills at the Nanzhou banquet before, and none of those killers were Du Hao's opponents.

But even so, Han Lei still felt that he should suppress the matter.

Otherwise, in front of Du Hao, what is the difference between him and a waste?

Du Hao seemed to know what he was thinking, and he didn't say anything or even look at him, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"By embarrassing him, do you mean embarrassing you?"

Black Butterfly sneered: "Han Lei, Han Lei, if it had been before, I might not have dared to embarrass you."

"But now, it seems that it is not difficult to embarrass our Young Master Han."

"Master Han, haven't you woke up yet? Your Han family collapsed because of your fraud."

"The entire capital knows that your Han family will never turn around again!"

Her right hand held up a glass of cocktail ordered by Du Hao on the table: "Tell me, do I dare to embarrass you?"

Snapped!

As he finished speaking, Black Butterfly poured out the wine and splashed it hard on Han Lei's face.

Han Lei was so angry that he stood up and shouted: "Black Butterfly, you are so presumptuous...!"

He stood up and raised his hands high, wanting to slap the woman, but was intimidated by the fists of several strong men, and even looked like he might strike at any time.

"Yes, I was just being presumptuous."

Black Butterfly looked at Han Lei with disdain: "It sounds like I can't be presumptuous."

"Han Lei, do you still think you are the eldest son of the Han family?"

"Tell you, you are nothing now. Let alone a glass of wine, I will just give you a slap in the face.

You can only hold it in and endure a severe beating! "

She stretched out her finger provocatively, tapped Han Lei's chest hard, and mocked: "If you don't accept it, give me a slap. I want to see if you have the guts."

Han Lei took a deep breath, looked at the arrogant Black Butterfly and the others, and thought about his current situation, he calmed down.

When a tiger falls and is bullied by a dog, he can only endure it, there is no other way.

Du Hao, who was sitting behind him, still didn't move. After eating the melon seeds, he grabbed a handful of peanuts to eat.

Seeing Han Lei like this, Black Butterfly sneered: "Don't you dare to fight? It's okay, I'll give you the courage to fight."

As she spoke, she picked up the bottle of fake wine and put it on the table with a thud, her face stern:

"Drink it and then slap yourself ten times. I won't embarrass you."

Black Butterfly looked like a villain who had succeeded: "Otherwise, don't blame me for not talking about my past feelings."

"You asked for this. Who told you to slander us for selling fake wine!"

"Black Butterfly, don't go too far!"

Hearing that Black Butterfly wanted him and Du Hao to finish the fake wine in front of them, Han Lei couldn't hold back the anger in his heart:

"It's okay for you to sell fake wine, but you still have to let people drink it after we expose it. Don't you think it's too much!"

"Let me tell you, my Han family is indeed in decline, and I, Han Lei, are also unlucky, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse."

Han Lei looked cold and shouted: "If you really break your face, no one will have an easy time."

"Haha, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse."

"I didn't expect that the dignified Young Master Han Lei would actually say that he thought he was a dead camel."

At this moment, a very disdainful voice came from the entrance and exit of the stairs: "Young Master Han, it seems that you are really unlucky."

Everyone's attention was attracted by the sound. Seeing the person coming, Han Lei showed an indescribable anger on his face.

Black Butterfly became very happy, squeezed out a smile on her mean face, turned around and bowed respectfully to the visitor:

"Master Teng."

A group of young men and women in gorgeous clothes, all very impressive, were walking towards this side.

The person currently is none other than Fujiwara!

Now that I saw Fujiwara again, the disappointment of losing the precious scroll was no longer on his face, and he seemed to have returned to the look of the eldest son of the Fuji family.

I heard Fujiwara say angrily: "It's really lively tonight. Even Young Master Han came to support me. It's not a waste of the reputation of my bar."

While speaking, Fujiwara saw Du Hao sitting there, and the corners of his mouth twitched. In the end, he did not say hello, but stared at Han Lei.

Du Hao also felt a little strange. Generally speaking, Fujiwara would always be followed by Toguri.

But today it seemed that Toroku was not by his side.

Except for Fujiwara, many people present did not know Du Hao, but seeing Du Hao and Han Lei standing together, they instinctively regarded him as the target of their ridicule.

From their perspective, Du Hao is just a little person who can make them laugh a little more.

When Han Lei saw Fujiwara, his face was very ugly, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he gritted his teeth: "Fuji! Hara!"

Fujiwara smiled slightly: "Oh, Mr. Han, you miss me so much? You shouted my name so hard, could it be that I have greeted your whole family before?"

At this time, many men and women became curious and gathered around, wanting to see what was going on.

Black Butterfly wanted his men to drive away the young men and women who came to watch, but Fujiwara waved his hand to stop him:

"There's no need to chase them away. Not everyone can appreciate Young Master Han's grace. Let them all take a look."

There were some distinguished guests here who had already recognized Han Lei and Fujiwara, so they immediately whispered about their grudges below.

However, many of them looked at Han Lei with gloating eyes, feeling that Han Lei was seeking death by provoking trouble with Fujiwara!

By the way, they also wanted to know who Du Hao was, but no one here was familiar with Du Hao's face, so they just thought he was Han Lei's younger brother.

Han Lei said angrily: "Fujiwara, you are shameless!"

Black Butterfly stepped forward slowly and briefly described to Fujiwara what had just happened, and then said with a sneer:

"Master Teng, they falsely accused us of selling fake wine, which seriously affected the reputation of our bar. Should we give them a little sweet taste?"

Fujiwara had a hint of joking on his face and said to Black Butterfly: "As a manager, how do you do things?"

"Young Master Han and I are friends. We have collaborated on so many businesses before. Have you forgotten all of them?"

"Not to mention us, didn't Master Han also pursue you back then?"

"We have such a good relationship with Mr. Han, what do you mean by taking a bottle of wine? Why do you want two bottles?"

The men and women who came with Fujiwara laughed one after another. The surrounding onlookers understood the meaning of Fujiwara's words and all smiled.

Du Hao still did not move, sitting there eating peanuts and watching the pole dance below.

Black Butterfly smiled sweetly, nodded and said, "I didn't think well and ignored the friendship between Young Master Teng and Young Master Han."

"Go and get another bottle of wine for Mr. Han, a big one."

Following the order, a strong man quickly brought up another bottle of wine and placed it on the table in front of Du Hao and Han Lei with a bang.

In those dandy smiles, Black Butterfly nodded with his chin: "Young Master Han, after drinking these two bottles of wine, we will not hold you accountable for your fault just now."

Looking at the two bottles of wine on the table, Han Lei said coldly: "Fujiwara, don't bully others too much!"

"Too much bullying? I'm bullying you now, what can you do to me?"

Fujiwara sneered. If it were the past, Han Lei would definitely be treated like his grandson.

But now he has been kicked out of his family and has become an outcast. Even Han Lei's previous status was much higher than his own. When did he ever receive such arrogance?

How dare a scumbag from a second-tier family have a higher status than me?

I can’t kill you!

He looked down upon Han Lei condescendingly and made no secret of his innate arrogance: "Young Master Han, do you want to deal with me?"

"Then you come here. I'm not afraid to tell you that it was my family that sold yours. I found someone to collect dirty information and sent your father there."

Fujiwara took a wine bottle, stuffed it into Han Lei's hand and said arrogantly:

"If you feel unhappy, feel free to take action. I promise not to fight back today and let you vent your anger."

Arrogant!

Totally provocative!

Han Lei stared at Fujiwara angrily, holding the wine bottle tightly in his right hand, wanting to smash the bottle on Fujiwara's head regardless of the consequences.

However, he must consider the consequences.

boom!

After the pole dance, Du Hao, who was sitting there, suddenly stood up, grabbed Han Lei's wrist, suddenly struck Fujiwara on the head.

The wine bottle shattered!

When everyone felt that the atmosphere in the field was solidified, Du Hao said lightly:

"I'm bullying you now, what can you do to me?"