ing frogs at the bottom of a well and embarrass traditional Chinese medicine when you go out."After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he took out a needle bag and walked to the middle-aged man's wheelchair....Henry stood by with a smirk on his face, eagerly anticipating the Chinese man being thoroughly humiliated. He hoped that it would lead to Lu Banxia coming to him for help.

The result disappointed everyone. As the fists were getting closer, Ye Bufan reached out a hand and, with an effortless expression, grabbed the bald man's wrist.

His hand was slender and long, appearing pale and delicate against the dark skin of the giant man, as if it lacked any strength whatsoever.

That was how it was, just like that hand, just like that grasp, it made that huge fist instantly stop there, unable to move forward even a bit.

The Black man was taken aback, he didn't expect this outcome. He then put all his strength into it, but that hand remained as immovable as a mountain.

"Get out!"

Ye Bufan's wrist trembled gently, and with a click, the black man's arm was dislocated from his shoulder.

He then kicked him in the stomach, sending the hulking man flying several meters into the air before he crashed into a pillar behind him with a resounding thud.

Everyone in the stadium was shocked. No one expected this seemingly frail young man to have such incredible fighting power.

"My goodness, is this the legendary Chinese Kung Fu"

"What a skilled young man! I want to become your disciple and learn Chinese martial arts!"

After a brief silence, people instantly became incredibly excited.

Barkley's face changed, and he shouted at the remaining bodyguards, "What are you all looking at Get up here!"

The other three burly men came to their senses and pounced on Ye Bufan together, growling menacingly.

These people are not only tall but also rigorously trained, some even being champions of underground boxing rings.

It's a pity they faced not ordinary people, but a martial saint-level powerhouse. Their strength was no different from that of children.

In the blink of an eye, the three burly men were sent flying. Each one suffered dislocated joints and lost their ability to fight, writhing in pain on the ground.

“This…”

Barkley and Henry both looked shocked, neither of them expecting such a result.

Lan Bingyu let out a long sigh of relief, and at the same time, her eyes looking at Ye Bufan were filled with strangeness. Back then, she didn't know that this classmate had such good skills.

Yè Búfán patted his hand and looked at Buckley: "Are there any bodyguards If so, call them out quickly. If not, just apologize."

"Apologize to me In your dreams!"

Although several of the bodyguards were taken care of, Barkley's arrogance remained undiminished.

"Kid, do you know where this is This is the number one club, owned by the Brown family. I'm a VIP here, and you, a Chinese person, don't even have the qualifications to make me apologize."

Upon hearing this, everyone else realized it. This was the No. 1 Club, owned by the Brown family, one of the four great families.

Normally, the Brown family wouldn't allow anyone to cause trouble here, or they would face severe punishment.

At that moment, a flurry of hurried footsteps approached. Leading the way was a well-dressed white old man, followed by dozens of tall security guards.

"It's Mr. John, now there will be trouble."

The man arriving was none other than John, the manager of Number One Club. Everyone quickly stepped aside to give him a clear path.

John looked at the four black men lying on the ground, then swept his gaze around the room before speaking in a stern voice: "Who can tell me what happened here Who's causing trouble at our number one clubhouse"

"Mr. John, it was that Chinese man, he assaulted my bodyguard! You must make him pay for what he did."

John turned his head to look at Ye Bufan: "Is this gentleman like that"

It was his lack of manners and disrespect for our Chinese people. He was the one who ordered his men to attack first...

Lu Banxia angrily recounted the whole incident, and finally said, "It was clearly him who walked carelessly, bumped into a waiter, then humiliated him and even hit him. Such a person has no manners at all, he's the one who should apologize."

Mr. John, I think you should step up and be fair about this. People like this should be kicked out of the club directly.

"No, no, you're mistaken," John said, a sly smile playing on his wrinkled face. "She's our establishment's server, and it's her duty to avoid collisions with guests. That's just part of the job."

Since you didn't accomplish what you set out to do, you should face the consequences. I don't think Mr. Barkley is in the wrong here at all. It's you who acted inappropriately by attacking his bodyguard.

Ye Bufan understood. This old man was clearly protecting Barkley, whether out of racial reasons or fear of the Field family, the facts were right there.

He smiled faintly: "Mr. John, is it This kind of behavior in our China would be called 'playing favorites,' clearly not being reasonable."

"It's not that I'm being unreasonable, it's just that I'm speaking from the perspective of our clubhouse," John said. "According to the rules of our Number One Clubhouse, anyone who causes a disturbance here is asked to leave."

Before you do that, however, you should apologize to Mr. Barkley, win his forgiveness, and make amends.

As for the other waiter, hand him over to Mr. Barclay and let him deal with it as he sees fit.

“Did you hear me, boy Get down on your knees and apologize right now. I'm the esteemed Master Buckley, not someone like you lowly Chinese people can trifle with.”

With John's support, Barkley immediately regained his confidence and started shouting arrogantly again.

Henry, on the other hand, wore a smug expression. This was exactly what he wanted to see.

Lan Bingyu's face was as pale as a sheet. Although she hadn't been at the No. 1 Clubhouse for long, she knew very well how terrifying it was.

Ye Bufan ignored the reactions of others and looked at John with a playful expression: "What if I say no"

John's face darkened: "Boy, you need to understand, this is No. 1 Club, no one can say no here."

"Is that so That's because I haven't been here before. Now that I'm here, this rule will be broken."

Ye Bufan's expression changed, and he said arrogantly: "Whoever it is, cannot disrespect our Chinese people!"

He pointed at Barkley: "I don't care who you are, you have to apologize today!"

Coming into contact with his icy gaze, Barkley felt a chill run down his spine and involuntarily took two steps back. He then turned to John and said, "Mr. John, as you can see, this Chinese man is extremely arrogant. He must be made to pay the price."

“At our No. 1 club, no one can defy the rules here.”

John waved to the security guards behind him, "Take this maniac down."

Seeing him finally give the order, both Barkley and Henry wore triumphant expressions. In their eyes, this Chinese man was finished.

The security guards received orders and swarmed in, surrounding Ye Bufan and his two companions.

The head security guard was a tall and imposing figure. He threw a punch towards Ye Bufan's face.

As the security personnel of No. 1 Club, they are always ruthless and uncompromising when they make a move, because no matter how serious the consequences are, the Brown family will take responsibility for them.

This time, however, was different. As soon as he made his move, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and then his whole body flew backwards, knocking over four or five security guards behind him.

Barkley shouted, "This kid knows Chinese martial arts, don't fight him alone, let's all go together."

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