Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Only five impressive Western men and women appeared, each of them elegant and elegant, wearing suits and leather shoes.

One of the men with mustard-colored hair was even more handsome and sunny, making many women's eyes light up.

Seeing the person coming, Han Lei drooped his head and his body trembled.

Seeing Han Lei like this, Du Hao said calmly: "Don't worry, it's okay."

"Good evening, Mr. Jax."

Fujiwara, who didn't know when he came forward, saw the mustard-haired man, and immediately walked over with a bright smile on his face: "Welcome to my bar!"

Fujiwara ignored the bandage on his head and tried his best to look gentle and elegant, and said enthusiastically: "I didn't expect you to come here."

"Originally, I always wanted to thank you properly, but I never had the chance."

"I would like to ask you all to show your respect tonight and allow me to fulfill my duty as a landlord."

When Black Butterfly and others heard Fujiwara's name for the man, they all thought that the man in front of them was actually the representative of Bada Village with a distinguished status and pure blood, and their hearts were more or less disturbed.

Thinking about it, I'm still a little excited.

The surrounding drinkers were also a little excited. It was obviously rare for them to see people from Bada Village, and they were even more contemptuous of Du Hao and Han Lei.

Fujiwara can have a good chat with the people of Bada Village, but the two of them probably have never heard of Bada Village.

In such a comparison, it will be obvious who is superior and who is inferior.

"Mr. Jax, please come upstairs."

Fujiwara also shouted to Black Butterfly: "Butterfly, prepare well and ask for the best room and the best wine."

After speaking, he also pointed out Du Hao and Han Lei:

"By the way, Mr. Jax, that is Han Lei who harmed the interests of your Eighth Village. Knowing that we wanted to cooperate, he hit me on the head with wine."

Fujiwara pointed to his wound and added insult to injury: "Please be sure to punish them severely."

Han Lei clenched his fists and veins popped out on his face, but he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't even dare to look at Jax, worried that the other party would talk about defaulting on debts.

"Mr. Jax, let's go to the third floor to talk. It's quiet there and we can have a good chat."

Jax didn't have much expression on his face. He glanced at Fujiwara and the others casually. When his eyes fell on Du Hao's face, his smile instantly bloomed.

He walked straight from Fujiwara and the others to Du Hao, bowed slightly to Du Hao and said:

"Mr. Du, nice to meet you."

"It's our honor to see you here."

"I wonder if Mr. Du has time to have a drink and chat?"

The respectful voice was neither high nor low, but to Fujiwara and the others who were smiling, it was like thunder on a sunny day, shocking their hearts and causing their brains to short-circuit.

Du Hao called the people from Bada Village?

Fujiwara's face suddenly changed, looking as ugly as possible, and the expression on his face was extremely wonderful.

It's not that he hasn't thought about Du Hao's identity and the people he can come into contact with, but he definitely didn't expect that such a small Jiangnan co-resident could come into contact with the people of Bada Village!

And looking at the current situation, it seems that Bada Zhuang is also very respectful to Du Hao!

Han Lei was also dumbfounded and even a little at a loss. He stared straight at Du Hao, unable to digest the sudden shock for a while.

He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he finally shut up.

However, a heat began to spread from the bottom of his heart to his limbs, making his already cold body feel warm for a moment.

That kind of warmth is called hope.

At this time, several Western men and women who were following Jax also bowed to Du Hao, the standard forty-five degree:

"Mr. Du!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and even though he was speaking Chinese, he didn't sound unfamiliar at all!

They had the same respect in their eyes as Jax.

When Du Hao saw Jax and the others greeting him, he didn't feel uncomfortable. A smile appeared on his face and he replied lightly:

"You know me?"

Seeing Du Hao like this, Black Butterfly and the others were also puzzled.

What is this kid's identity? Why do Jax and the others know this kid?

You know, Fujiwara is a member of one of the four major families in the capital. Only with his rich background and favorable cooperation conditions can he have the opportunity to meet Jax.

And he just said he was in Nanzhou.

Could it be that he is the heir of a noble from Nanzhou?

But how could there be a family stronger than the four major families in Nanzhou?

Hearing Du Hao's words, Jax smiled and nodded, his attitude still quite respectful:

"Yes, I once saw Mr. Du's heroic appearance in Akina Mountain, Japan."

"Come here tonight, just to take someone to have a glass of wine, relax, and experience the style of the Chinese nightclub."

He extended an invitation to Du Hao: "I brought a real 82 Lafite. I wonder if Mr. Du can give me a favor?"

"This is brought especially for you."

Jax's understatement fell on the ears of the always shrewd Black Butterfly and others, and instantly made them all tremble.

Invitation, Lafite, with a respectful attitude...

I'm afraid only the core figures of the four major families can receive such treatment, right? !

Looking at the way Jax was respectful to Du Hao, even the slowest person would understand what was going on.

Du Hao's identity is no small matter!

Even Jax must be treated with respect!

How ironic...

Black Butterfly and the others couldn't accept it for a while. They all looked at Du Hao with bright eyes, wondering if he was acting?

But who can let Jax act?

In the West, Jax is not only worth a lot of money, but also a life-long agent appointed by Bada Zhuang. He is also of pure aristocratic blood.

The only people who can let him act are the nobles at the center of Bada Village.

So this can't be a drama, which also shows that Du Hao has something to respect them.

Fujiwara was also a little confused, and he couldn't turn around all of a sudden, or Du Hao's identity changed too quickly for him to react.

With a smile on his face, he asked Jax:

"Mr. Jia, Mr. Jax, who is this Mr. Du... who is he?"

"Who is this god?" Jax glanced at Fujiwara strangely, and said to Fujiwara as if it were a matter of course: "Since you already know that Mr. Du is a god, why do you ask so many questions?"

Mr. Du is a god?

Damn it!

Are you kidding me? !

Many people who heard Jax's words thought that Jax was joking. Only Fujiwara's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.

He had heard from Teng Liu before that Du Hao went to Japan during the Chinese New Year, and there he had a great battle with the swordsman master Murai Hirono.

At this moment, Du Hao took two cups and opened the fake wine Black Butterfly let them drink: "This is the wine given to us by Mr. Teng and the others, worth seven thousand."

"It's just too much. I can't enjoy it alone. How about we have a drink together?"

He spoke calmly and without any airs, but when these words reached the ears of Fujiwara and Black Butterfly, the expressions of the latter changed drastically.

Even if he wanted to explain, it was too late.

Jax was a little flattered, and quickly took the red wine, carefully brought it to his mouth, and took a sip gracefully.

As soon as the drink slipped into his mouth, everyone looked at Jax and frowned.

Du Hao smiled slightly: "Jax, how do you like this wine?"

Jax walked to the nearby trash can, very carefully spit the wine in his mouth into it, turned around, picked up the wine bottle in front of Du Hao and said:

"This is fake wine!"

He turned his head and looked at Fujiwara: "Mr. Fuji, this wine has our Badazhuang brand on it. You are about to represent our products, but you are selling fake wine in the bar?"

"No! No! Mr. Jax, this is definitely a misunderstanding. I am not Han Lei and I will not sell fake wine."

Fujiwara's heart skipped a beat and he cursed Du Hao for being despicable. At the same time, he waved his hand quickly: "It must be a misunderstanding!"

Then, he turned to Black Butterfly and shouted coldly: "What's going on?"

Black Butterfly is a smart person. He understood something about Fujiwara and immediately took over the words: "It's probably someone below who is causing trouble. I'll go find out immediately and give..."

"The bottle I drank just now was probably caused by someone below making trouble and getting a bottle of fake wine to earn some price difference."

Du Hao pointed to the unopened second bottle of wine calmly: "Then let's try this second bottle."

Without Du Hao taking action, Han Lei immediately opened the large bottle of wine and poured a glass for Jax respectfully.

Black Butterfly subconsciously wanted to reach out and take it away, but Jax's face turned cold: "Who told you to do it? No one can touch the wine Mr. Du bought me!"

Hearing what Jax said, Black Butterfly retracted his hand with an ugly expression.

Fujiwara's scalp was numb: "Mr. Jax, this is not what you think..."

Jax ignored Fujiwara, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his face completely darkened.

It’s fake again!

He looked at Fujiwara coldly and snorted: "Mr. Fuji, this bottle of Delphi is not even worth fifty dollars. Is it the people under your bar who are causing trouble?"

"Mr. Jax, it's really possible that the people below are hiding it from us and are using it as a shoddy product to earn the price difference!"

Fujiwara bravely replied: "I am also a victim!"

At this moment, Black Butterfly also echoed: "That's right, I can't come to this bar. I've handed it over to a close associate to take care of it. I'll investigate the matter thoroughly right away!"

"Absolutely remove all those who want to be supervised, compensate them, and even hand them over to the police for serious handling. We must give Mr. Jax an explanation."

The two talked nicely, but Jax's eyes were still cold: "The two bottles of wine combined have a market value of at least more than 20,000. With Master Teng's intelligence and methods, will you allow such a subordinate to appear?"

"Fujiwara, do you think I'm out of my mind, or are you insulting my own intelligence?!"

He dropped the wine glass in his hand on the ground and said with a serious expression: "You can't get away from this matter!"

Fujiwara's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a dead fly. He wanted to argue but didn't know how to speak, so he could only wave his hands anxiously: "Mr. Jax, please listen to my explanation..."

Perhaps out of desperation, his brain suddenly twitched, and Han Lei pointed his finger and shouted: "Han Lei sold us this wine!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at Han Lei who was standing there.