The three happily ate the meat, ate and chatted for a while, and the time passed unconsciously.
In a blink of an eye, it was early ten o'clock. The three of them looked back at the clock on the wall in the store, it was very late. Don't look at the late time, but some people in the hot pot restaurant eat late into the night. Customers come and go, but the tables in the hot pot restaurant are still full.
"It's time to go to KTV." He Xiangyu picked up the bill and was about to call someone to pay the bill. After paying for the private room, he had to go.
The waiter went to settle the bill.
At this moment, the hot pot restaurant was suddenly full of people.
Not knowing what happened, Xie Wanying and the others looked back.
Look at the guy, the diners at the next table are about to fight. A total of five or six men at the two tables stood up, some rolled up their sleeves, and it seemed like the two sides were about to fight.
"What's going on? Don't fight!" Two waiters rushed over to persuade the fight with nice words, "Speak up if you have something to say."
"What are you talking about? I told him not to move the chairs from our place, and they were talking so loudly that we couldn't even say a word if we wanted to. It's still the same after saying it many times."
"I've moved the chair, how many times. You have been dissatisfied. I moved this chair under the table and there is almost no place to sit. What do you think? Are you deliberately finding fault?"
"It's your fault!"
"Who are you scolding? Scolding my mother? How dare you scold my mother!"
"What's wrong with scolding your mother? Scolding your mother for raising you—"
They were all tall and mighty men, who spoke in a rude tone after drinking, the air they exhaled was full of alcohol, and their faces were as red as Guan Gong. One of the waitresses who went to persuade the fight, saw that one of the customers raised a chair, and had to back away again and again. The other male waiter, who was relatively thin, couldn't resist it, so he dodged to the side.
Seeing this, the diners around panicked. Some customers picked up their bags and wondered whether to retreat outside first. He Xiangyu picked up the completed bill, and quickly pulled up the senior sister and the junior sister: "Let's go, hurry up—"
As soon as the three of them ran out, they saw that the way out was blocked by fighters, and the hesitant eaters were sitting inside and couldn't get out.
The two parties who were about to fight couldn't care about the others, they were all alcoholic, and each had red eyes and red necks, as if they wanted to cut each other.
"Do you dare to smash it?!" The opposite side raised a chair, and this side simply picked up the beer bottle and smashed it on the table. After the clang sound, half of the glass shards, which were as sharp as a knife, were caught in the palm of the hand.
This is ready to knife into the blood out.
"Don't be like this, we have old people here." The middle-aged woman who accompanied the two old people to dinner next door shouted.
"Call the police!" The gentler young men and women at the other table picked up their mobile phones and hurriedly called the police.
The employees in the store were on the phone while organizing the evacuation of other diners.
Helpless, the drunk people above didn't care about anything at all, the two sides rushed to each other and began to scuffle.
The arena instantly became chaotic. I saw that the waiter didn't have time to get away, and suddenly a wine bottle was thrown over. After the bang, a bloody hole was smashed out of his head. The waitress who was standing with him was terrified, crying ghostly and howling: "What should I do? Bleeding—"
The fighters continued to fight, and the terrified eyes and voices of the surrounding people could not be seen or heard, no matter if there were women and old people here. The two men hugged and wrestled each other in the middle. Several other people supported their companions and threw the chairs, but they missed the throws, and the chairs flew to another table.