"Hey, you damn girl, don't you have eyes when you walk? If you dare to bump into my arms, aren't you afraid that I will put you in a formation on the spot?" As soon as the fried-haired man finished speaking, two similar people followed behind him. The young man smelling of alcohol suddenly laughed wildly, and one or two curse words came out from his mouth from time to time. The girl blushed, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked aggrieved, but she did not dare to contradict him.
Zhu Yan frowned and whispered to Xia Yuanqiu: "Didn't you say that the people who come here to eat are all lovers? What's going on with these three people?"
Xia Yuanqiu shrugged: "Are you trying to cause trouble? Don't worry, there will be a good show to watch later. These three people came here with the help of alcohol. If they didn't have the courage to drink, they wouldn't dare to come here to cause trouble."
Zhu Yan raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean, this restaurant is still a deep water place? Is there a master hidden there?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded lightly, put her lips to his ear, and whispered: "The boss here is the world Sanda champion. A few years ago, some colleagues were jealous of their good business and hired hooligans to destroy the place. As a result, they were treated like chickens by the boss. Throw it out.”
Zhu Yan glanced sideways: "Were you there at that time?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded: "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes!"
Zhu Yanjun narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "You said that all the people who come here to eat are couples, then who did you come with?"
Seeing that he was jealous again, Xia Yuanqiu couldn't help but smile and said: "Look at how stupid you are, I mean, most people are couples, and I'm not saying that they are all. I came here with Jiang Xin, she also likes the food here, are you satisfied?"
Zhu Yan nodded with satisfaction: "That's pretty much it!"
At this time, a hand was slapped on their table, and Zha Mao said fiercely to Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu: "What are you muttering about? Didn't you see that I was teaching people a lesson? Didn't you teach me a lesson?" I take it seriously!"
The young man behind Zha Mao squeezed forward, looked at Xia Yuanqiu's beautiful face with coveting eyes, swallowed his saliva and said: "Boss, this girl is pretty!"
Zha Mao looked at Xia Yuanqiu with fixed eyes. The double image in front of his eyes disappeared, and he saw a stunning beauty staring at him.
"Oh - she is really a beauty. With this look, even Bingbing is not one-tenth as good as you!" Zha Mao said, and even reached out to Xia Yuanqiu's face with his hand.
Zhu Yan stretched out the chopsticks in his hand, easily caught Zha Mao's hand, and said with a half-smile, "You haven't added salt to these salty pig hands yet, have you?"
Xia Yuanqiu understood what Zhu Yan meant, raised the corner of her lips slightly, and said with a smile: "It's true that there is no salt, let me put it in!" So, she picked up the fork on the side, swiped the salty pig's hand, and it immediately appeared Three bloody wounds.
It hurt, and he couldn't retract his hand, so he had to use his other hand to resist. As soon as he stretched out his hand, it was clamped by the other party again. The two hands were crossed together and were caught by two seemingly slender and fragile chopsticks. Clamped together.
Xia Yuanqiu neatly made three more cuts on Zha Mao's other hand with a fork, then took the small salt jar on the table and sprinkled the fine white salt on the wound on Xian Zhu's hand.
The pain made the fried-haired ghost keep screaming: "What are you doing standing back there? Why don't you come and help?" the fried-haired ghost yelled at the two followers behind him.
Only then did the two followers react and quickly squeezed to the front. They took out their daggers and shouted to Zhu Yan, "Why don't you let go?"