In the flash of lightning, Luo Qingchen turned sideways very quickly, picked up the wine bottle on the table with his right hand, and slammed it towards the edge of the table.
The glass splashed everywhere, making a crisp sound.
Her speed was so fast that the men and women onlookers didn't even see clearly how she picked up the wine bottle and came to the big gold tooth.
By the time they came to their senses, half of the bottle's sharp edges had already stuck to Big Jinya's neck.
The girl's eyes were indifferent, and there was a cold smile on the corner of her mouth. The cold wine bottle was shining with seven colors of light, making it look so sharp.
"You are right, the lives and dignity of ordinary people like us are so worthless in your eyes." Luo Qingchen curled her lips and smiled, shrugging fearlessly: "Then since we are all going to die, It’s better to keep my dignity and die with you.”
The legs of Da Jinya, who had been full of energy just now, instantly went weak, but the sharp wine bottle was already pressed against his neck. If he lost his balance, his artery might be punctured.
"Hiss—" Everyone around him took a breath and looked at Luo Qingchen with disbelief.
Da Jinya is also a regular customer of Muse. He has a violent and perverse personality, as well as being rude and lustful. I bullied a lot of people just because I had some money. What I didn't expect was that today I actually somersaulted in the hands of a little girl.
"You... what do you want to do?" Uncle Jin swallowed nervously. He wanted to calm down but found that he couldn't calm down at all.
This seemingly ordinary little girl was right. Her life was so worthless, and she might die with him if she acted impulsively.
He was rich, powerful and beautiful, and he could never die with such a lowly life.
"I'll ask the question carefully, and you'll answer it properly." Luo Qingchen's voice was neither soft nor serious, but it was particularly cold.
"You... you said... you said." Jin Daya seemed to feel the sharp beer bottle scratch his surface skin, and the thick blood slowly seeped out.
Damn this little girl, don’t even think about going back intact tonight!
Although Jin Daya thought so in his heart, he could only compromise on his face.
"What kind of grudge does this waiter named Xiao Li have against you?" Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, pursed her lips and said softly, "I am easily impulsive, so I advise you to tell the truth."
"Luo Qingchen—" Before Da Jinya could answer, Gu Zhu called her name.
She didn't look good. She obviously thought she could laugh at Luo Qingchen tonight, but she didn't expect that the good show she had planned in her mind had not yet started, and it seemed to be very ugly and troublesome.
"I have something to talk about. I don't want to talk to you." She raised her eyes arrogantly, with an indifferent light in her eyes.
Liking someone may not mean liking each other, but hating someone definitely means hating each other.
Gu Zhu didn't like her, and she couldn't be polite to her.
And there are many ways to hate someone, but she likes the most direct one.
"This waiter spilled a cocktail on my dress. This dress is an out-of-print model from Paris. It costs six figures. Do you think he should pay compensation?" Gu Zhu gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Qingchen. He said: "What? If you are poor, you can sell yourself out of poverty? If you do something wrong, just say 'no money' and you will be done with it?"
Every word Gu Zhu spoke was sonorous and powerful, and there was a sense of standing on the moral high ground.
It's a pity that she has eyes and can see right and wrong clearly. (To be continued)