Xi Fei looked Master Wolfgang up and down.

Master Wolfgang was just as she had heard, handsome and domineering, no wonder the women in the bar missed him.

However, she felt that Master Wolfgang treated her a little deliberately, like an ordinary guest in a bar, because he stared at her appearance and made some strange behaviors.

"Well, beauty, what's your name?"

asked Wolfgang.

"Xi Fei, my name is Xi Fei." Xi Fei opened her eyes wide, staring at Wolfgang.

Wolfgang felt guilty secretly in his heart, he felt that his thoughts could be seen through these beautiful eyes, and he felt like everything was being seen through.

He plucked up his courage and chatted up to Xi Fei:

"Miss Heaphy, you see how beautiful the night is tonight, and the moon is so beautiful. Do you like the moon?"

Xi Fei was taken aback for a moment, confused about Wolfgang's question.

The rich second generations on the side were also confused, they also wondered what their boss was doing?

Wolfgang felt a little uncomfortable, and he suddenly realized that he seemed a little awkward to strike up a conversation.

The beginning of failure is half the battle.

"Master Wolfgang, thank you for your help just now. If there is nothing else, I will go to work."

Xi Fei bowed slightly again, ready to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Wolfgang called to stop Heaf.

He was in a state of confusion, what happened to him today, first he met Ye Feng, then he met Xi Fei, both of them were difficult to deal with.

Shefy became wary. When a man tried to go after her again and again, she would always feel that something was wrong.

"Don't harass this little cousin, rich young master, she won't do what you want."

A strange voice broke in.

Then, an ordinary-looking strange man put his right hand on Wolfgang's shoulder and abruptly stopped Wolfgang's movements.

Wolfgang's eyes were cold, and his eyes were suppressed with anger full of disgust. An ignorant person actually touched his shoulder.

The man smiled, and there was something malicious in that smile.

"Put down your dirty hands for me."

Seeing this, Wolfgang turned around angrily, and flung his arms away.

Immediately, Wolfgang raised his hand and slapped the strange man.

And that strange man was none other than Devonshire Hook wearing a human skin mask.

He's been waiting in the bar all this time.

After Wolfgang frightened away David and others, he came on stage and started tonight's script performance.

Devon Hook looked at the palms that were getting closer and closer to him, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a subtle arc.

Then, his left hand was raised at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, and he grabbed Wolfgang's right arm with his backhand.

Wolfgang frowned, not expecting that his arm would be grabbed by someone.

He twitched his arm, but found that he couldn't pull it out, and it didn't move at all, as if it had been poured into cement and couldn't move.

The man in front of me is so powerful, who is he?

Wolfgang was very impatient with men in his heart, he clicked his tongue unhappily, and said arrogantly:

"Let go of my hand, bastard."

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng couldn't help shaking his head.

He knew very well: the current Wolfgang was full of arrogance towards ordinary people.

And Devonshire Hooker is playing, just happens to be an ordinary person.

How could this type of person make the aloof Wolfgang wary? This is also the cunning of Devonshire Hook.

Devonshire Hooke is very aware of Wolfe's disposition, this kind of arrogance that comes from the hearts of top family members, from birth to death, makes them arrogant and arrogant.

"Beat someone just as soon as they meet each other, young master, you should reflect on yourself first."

Devonshire Hook, with a look of righteous indignation, said in a voice that could be heard by everyone in the bar:

"You son of a rich family, you are too domineering, too much!"

"Should we ordinary people be bullied by rich people like you!"

what are you saying? Wolfgang was dumbfounded.

It was you who suddenly put my shoulder on my shoulder first, I was in a bad mood and wanted to slap you, why did we rich people bully you.

The crowd at the bar looked over, staring at Wolfgang and Devon Hook.

Devonshire Hook's goal was achieved. On the one hand, he spoke loudly to meet the needs of playing a hot-blooded young man, and on the other hand, he wanted to attract more bar people to make things worse.

Wolfgang's face was not looking good.

The more people around him paid attention to him, the more embarrassed he felt.

He really wanted to continue to fight, but more and more people were staring at him, making it difficult for him to make a move.

After all, his hand was still being grabbed by the other side. Seeing this situation, the people in the bar must have understood that he hit someone. Now he is naturally standing in the position of bullying.

"Let me go!" Wolfgang ordered.