Chapter 1152 What do you want?

On the bright side, Sam is a member of the diplomatic palace of the US Empire, so he can't take any action and commit violence in this place.

Otherwise, once it rises to the national level, I am afraid that the US empire will not be able to keep him.

Therefore, if he wants to save Zheng Tangjing, he must use some means.

He called the Chinese government diplomat in Yizhou City and said angrily: "Mr. Zhang, an expatriate from our country was insulted by your people in the atomic bomb bar, and the other party also insulted our beauty. Empire, should you give me something?"

This Mr. Zhang specializes in connecting with the diplomats of the US Empire in China and the personnel of the Yizhou City branch.

Because this is related to the affairs of the two countries, he will basically give the green light on some issues based on principled premises.

When he heard that someone in the U.S. Empire had been insulted, he also knew that this might cause international disputes.

So he hurriedly said: "Mr. Sam, you should make things clear first. If there is a problem with China, then I will deal with it seriously."

"Okay, then I'll tell you..." Sam then replied lightly, avoiding the importance of the previous thing.

He did not mention who the other party was, nor did he mention the despicable things Zheng Tangjing did.

After listening to Mr. Zhang, he immediately said: "Okay, I understand. I will send someone over immediately, Mr. Sam, please wait a moment."

"it is good."

Sam sneered and hung up. Although he is fierce and violent, he really likes to use rules to solve problems.

For example, this Mr. Zhang is his way of solving problems.

He looked at Fang Chuan upstairs, his eyes stunned, and an idea was already in his mind.

He planned to use Mr. Zhang to be upright and save Zheng Tangjing, and then wait for Fang Chuan and them to leave the bar before killing them.

After all, Wei Dazhi promised him a very big advantage.

He was working for the authorities of the US Empire and was also the deputy of the Moonfall Organization. His identity was very complicated. However, he also regarded the Moonfall Organization as his career.

Moreover, he is also pursuing the goddess of Moonfall.

"Boss, I'm afraid that American emperor won't be so easy to let go, right?" Yang Yifan sat on the sofa and looked downstairs, frowning.

Fang Chuan waved his hand: "He has already contacted a diplomat in Yizhou City. I think, this little matter has no effect on us?"

"No." Yang Yifan waved his hand, "I can solve it."

"Ok."

Fang Chuan nodded, "Then let the scene cheer up, I will cover all the expenses."

He looked at Fatty Wang again: "You don't need to care about that beauty. It's impossible to let him be a foreigner, and it will spoil the fun of our Chinese people."

"Yes." Fatty Wang nodded quickly. He also admired Fang Chuan for a while. You know, everyone was shocked by the American emperor just now.

Even Yang Yifan, the super second generation, did not speak much.

However, when Fang Chuan came, he didn't give this beauty the face.

He hurriedly went down and ordered the people to continue to cheer, the music rang, the wine drank, the dance leaped, and the men screamed.

Suddenly, the ear-splitting music began, and the crowd quickly forgot about Sam after learning that someone was paying the bill.

Only the Zheng Tangjing, who was called a little brother by Sam, mentioned it and threw it on the sofa. The whole person looked very funny.

Although he is not kneeling now, it is more uncomfortable than kneeling.

He only felt that every minute and every second was a kind of suffering.

"Sam, this Chinese is too arrogant." A big man on Sam's side, with the aura of a tiger and wolf, his eyes were very cruel, said dissatisfiedly.

"Hadi, do you think I am someone who easily let go of this kind of person?" Sam waved his hand and sneered, "He is dead tonight."

"That's good." Hardy showed a hideous expression, "I want to play with his **** before tearing him apart!"

"Hahaha—"

Everyone burst into laughter, and then began to drink.

Amir and his team, sitting among them, seemed a little out of tune, but he was helpless.

He originally planned to come and talk to Fang Chuan alone today, but he didn't expect that his mobile phone had been monitored by Sam.

Therefore, he has no chance at all.

About half an hour later, Sam and the others had already drunk and started to get a little drunk, getting more and more irritable.

Those service staff are also unwilling to go to receive them.

"Give Lao Tzu wine, where's the man?" Hardy smashed the table in front of him with a punch, and stood up swayingly.

At this time, several plainclothes came over under the leadership of a middle-aged man.

"Mr. Sam!" The leader was Mr. Zhang. He glanced at the mess in front of him and frowned.

However, this is still within his acceptance, so he had to turn a blind eye.

"Mr. Zhang, you are finally here!"

Sam drank a little wine and was more emotional than before. He lifted Zheng Tangjing on the side and threw him on the ground.

boom!

Zheng Tangjing knelt on the ground again, motionless, suffering to the extreme.

Sam pointed to Zheng Tangjing: "Look, this is what you Chinese people have done! This person is an expatriate from our American Empire. He has received such insults here. Should Mr. Zhang give me an explanation?"

"Okay, definitely!" Mr. Zhang frowned. Now their relationship with the US Empire is straining.

Now something like this has happened in China, which will affect their plans.

This is a responsibility!

He quickly said: "Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation. Where is the other party? I'll talk to him."

"It's up there." Sam pointed fiercely on the second floor. "That's the man in white!"

Mr. Zhang looked up, pushed his glasses, and saw Fang Chuan. He didn't seem to know this person.

With confidence in his heart, he waved his hand: "I will go now, Mr. Sam, wait for me first."

With that said, he brought people upstairs!

"Humph!"

He walked to Fang Chuan and the others, looked at Fang Chuan, and snorted coldly, "Did you do the things downstairs?"

Fang Chuan clicked the corner of his mouth and glanced at him: "If I did it, what would you do?"

"Go down, apologize to them!" Mr. Zhang's tone was very serious, giving people a sharp feeling.

Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "You are not so fierce to those foreigners. Just now, you were a little bit pleased!"

"Am I pleased?"

Mr. Zhang angrily said: "You know what time it is now. Don't bother us! Go down and apologize, and then restore the people sent by the US empire to normal. If the other party is not willing to settle, you will pay for it. That's it!"

"Oh?" Fang Chuan's mouth twitched: "If he wants my life, am I going to pay him too?"

"Why would he want your life?" Mr. Zhang frowned, a little angry.

Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "You are not a god, how do you know he doesn't want my life?"

He waved his hand: "Go down, I don't want to talk about this."

"Presumptuous!" At this moment, a man beside Mr. Zhang stood up and shouted.