Chapter 1515: Marquez

pretended to be powerful. Talking wouldn't do any good; the only way to settle things was with a display of true strength.He originally came here wanting to keep a low profile, but trouble kept findin..."Hey, handsome, get us another drink."

After Lucia finished speaking, she snapped her fingers at the bartender again. Three glasses of wine were quickly brought back to them.

And just then, a flurry of footsteps suddenly echoed through the bar, followed by dozens of people rushing down from the upper floor.

These people were tall and muscular, with various tattoos covering their bodies. They looked fierce and menacing, each carrying a steel pipe or baseball bat in their hands.

A white middle-aged man was walking in the front, a thick cigar clamped between his teeth. He wore a floral shirt with the collar open, revealing a large wolf head tattoo on his chest.

That wolf's head looked ferocious, with blood dripping from its mouth, giving off an extremely fierce impression.

Black Wolf, the bouncer at this bar.

Seeing these people take the stage, the onlookers shook their heads and sighed constantly.

“I told them to leave long ago, but they wouldn’t listen. Now they want to leave, but they can’t.”

"It's good for men to be strong in front of women, but they have to have the strength. I'm afraid they can't even keep their lives now..."

"Who is Black Wolf He's the one who entertains the boss. Who could possibly afford to offend him"

A murmur of discussion rippled through the crowd as people shuffled backward, anxious to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

"Big brother, it was this kid who hit me."

The big bearded man followed behind the black wolf, pointing at Ye Bufan with his finger, just like a bullied child who went to their parents to complain. In fact, he was truly the black wolf's younger brother.

"You Chinese people, you're so bold, to dare make a scene in my place, even daring to hit my own brother!"

The black wolf held a cigar in his mouth, taking a hard drag. He'd seen this sort of thing too many times in a year to care.

After all, he had dozens of brothers under his command, each a skilled fighter. How could he possibly care about a skinny young man

"Get down on your knees and apologize to my brother, then hand over that woman of yours. After that, I'll break both your legs, and this will be over..."

This guy stood there, looking majestic and eloquent as if he were an emperor ruling over everything.

Before he could finish his sentence, a figure suddenly flashed before him. Ye Bufan was already standing in front of him.

He reached out and grabbed his chin, then flipped the cigar around and shoved it directly into his mouth.

"Rip!"

A pungent smell of burnt tobacco filled the air, followed by a howl from Black Wolf as he retched violently, spitting out the half-smoked cigar.

Now everyone around is looking dumbfounded, what's going on

This kid grew a big beard, that's fine. But he even dared to fight Hei Lang Ge He really wants to die!

"Get your hands on him, do it now! Take care of that boy!"

The black wolf, coming to its senses, roared in fury, but its mouth was scorched, and its words were slurred.

And those under his command, receiving the order, immediately charged forward brandishing their weapons.

Ye Bufan raised his hand to stop Ye Tian who was about to make a move. He had come here today with another purpose, and it was most appropriate for him to take action.

In the short while, a black man had rushed to him, swinging a steel pipe viciously down towards his head.

Ye Bufan stood there motionless, raising his hand and throwing a punch towards the steel pipe.

"Holy crap, is this guy crazy He actually used his fist to block a steel pipe! That arm is done for!"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Ye Bufan's fist slammed heavily against the steel pipe. With a sickening crack, it wasn't his arm that broke, but the steel pipe itself, which was brutally snapped in two.

"Uh..."

Now everyone was dumbfounded. Generally speaking, being able to bend a steel pipe is already quite remarkable, but this young man actually broke the steel pipe with one punch.

How much strength would it take How hard would the fist have to be

The punks nearby were also dumbfounded. They had been watching the show here for years and had never seen anything like this before.

Before they could even react, Ye Bufan took the initiative to attack, punching one after another. In the blink of an eye, he had knocked all dozens of them to the ground.

"You...you don't come over here either..."

The black wolf, who was brimming with excitement moments ago, was now terrified and retreating in fear.

Ye Bufan was too lazy to argue with him. He kicked directly at his chest, and the man flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the wall behind him after flying more than ten meters with a loud bang.

What was most shocking was that the black wolf's body was miraculously embedded in the wall, leaving a human-shaped imprint. It hung there for a full dozen seconds before crashing to the ground.

"Uh..."

Everyone present was completely dumbfounded. What kind of force would it take to kick someone into this state

Ye Bufan ignored the Black Wolf and turned to look at the big-bearded man beside him.

"I... I'll do it myself."

The handlebar mustache trembled all over from his gaze, reaching out to grab a baseball bat from the side and smashing it hard on his own head, knocking himself unconscious.

From the moment we started to now, it's been barely a minute and the battle is completely over.

All eyes were on the scene, a stunned silence filling the room as no one had expected this turn of events.

And just then, a sudden clap of applause rang out from beside him.

"Good, very good."

Following the sound, they saw a young man in a well-tailored suit walking over.

This person is about 30 years old, with a well-proportioned and muscular build. They seem to have no trace of fat and give off a very strong feeling of strength.

With fair skin, deep-set eyes, a high nose bridge, and golden hair, he is undeniably handsome. A gentlemanly smile graces his face.

A man like this, young, wealthy, strong, and a gentleman, would cause women to scream wherever he goes.

"This is the bar owner, Mr. McGuire…"

Someone in the crowd recognized the young man's identity and began to speculate about his purpose.

Under the gaze of everyone, Maguire strode to Ye Bufan's front, bowed slightly, and said apologetically: "Respected sir and madam, allow me to introduce myself. I am Maguire, the owner of this bar."

I am so sorry to have caused you this unhappiness at my bar. I sincerely apologize.

Ye Bufan stood there silently, not saying a word. Instead, Lucia smiled brightly: "It's nothing, it's not a big deal."

"Beautiful lady, thank you for your generosity." Maguire then waved his hand and rebuked the Wild Wolves and others, "You blind things, don't get out of here quickly, don't affect the mood of the guests."

These people immediately scrambled to their feet and fled the scene in embarrassment.

McGuire turned back, and once again laughed deeply.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today all your expenses are waived. Also, I'd like to offer you three cocktails as an apology."

At this point, he walked straight into the bar, took the drink from the bartender's hand, and began to work skillfully.

Lucia leaned against the bar, her voice a husky whisper. "Mr. Marquez, you make a mean drink."

"Making cocktails is my hobby, and I often make them for my friends. They always say they taste great."

As they spoke, Maguire brought the prepared wine to Ye Bufan and his two companions. The liquid in the cups was a bright red, like blood.

"Three distinguished guests, this drink is called Blood Wild, our bar is named after it. See what I can do"rget it. I'm not going to be by your side anyway.Although the other party's cultivation has been sealed now, they are still a Xuanxian after all. Ye Bufan wouldn't be foolish enough to run to the othe...