"Xiao Jiao, give me some face. The waiter is ignorant. I will apologize to you for her. I will treat you to this meal today. I will send you a few bottles of good wine to the house afterwards."

"I'm so scared of you but I'm missing two bottles of wine. What I'm losing today is my face. Come on, let's see what I'm made of..."

In the private room, Jiao Peng's yelling and a man's pleading were heard intermittently.

I stood outside the door and smoked a cigarette, then I suppressed my disgust and pushed the door and walked in.

To be honest, Jiao Peng, a bastard, has challenged my bottom line more than once today, and the idea of ​​getting angry is even more pressing.

I am not a pedantic person, nor am I great enough to be a hero who "roars when I see injustice". I just simply annoyed him in his way of doing things and his arrogant and domineering arrogance.

Especially when he showed mocking eyes to some people living at the bottom, I would inexplicably have the idea that I was also despised by him.

Maybe at heart, I always regard myself as a blind man.

In the private room, Jiao Peng leaned lazily on the chair. The table that had just been overturned had been straightened again. There was a man in his forties in his 40s and wearing a gray casual outfit. The man should be the owner of the restaurant. When I was just at the door, I saw the security guard reporting the situation to him.

After seeing me enter the room, Jiao Peng's voice grew louder again: "Old Meng, my friend is here too. I originally wanted to ask them to come and support you, but now it's like this. How do you think it will end? I remember your second brother still owes some money, right? I'll let him know if you are suffering and prepare. I'll come to pick it up tomorrow."

Hearing Jiao Peng's words, the man panicked instantly and hurriedly stretched out his palm to Jiao Peng: "Xiao Jiao, this is absolutely impossible. We are good friends..."

"Go to my good friend." Jiao Peng cursed in a long voice: "If you really treat me as a friend, let the bastard waiter come over and kowtow to me, and lick the oil stains on my clothes."

"Brother Peng, there is no need to do this!" I frowned and cleared my throat at Jiao Peng, saying, "It's not that big, and the waiter didn't do it on purpose. Otherwise, I'll be the peacemaker and let the boss get us two bottles of good wine."

"No, my face is not a face! You must kneel down to apologize to me." I don't know if it was alcohol or medicine, Jiao Peng said to me with a red face, and then pulled the boss's collar: "Old Meng, tell me yourself! Should I keep your waiter or the store!"

The muscles on the man named Lao Meng's face twitched back and forth uneasyly, gritting his teeth and making a fool of himself. Anger burst out from his eyes that were not too big.

"Bang!"

Jiao Peng slapped the table again heavily and yelled with saliva: "Hurry up and say, don't let me repeat!"

Looking at his ferocious look that seemed to have eaten crazy beef, I clenched my fists, wishing I could hit him on the forehead with a punch, but after hesitating for a while, I slowly let go of my fists.

I am over the age of not paying attention to things. Now I can be said to be mature. To put it bluntly, it is a coward. When I start to think about it, I know that I am a silly person.

"Xiao Jiao, I'll call the waiter to come and apologize to you, and then I'll fire him immediately." Lao Meng lowered his head and hesitated for a while, took out his cell phone from his pocket and started calling.

I think he should be in the same mood as me at this time. He is not afraid of Jiao Peng, but he is not willing to lose his big picture because of the small.

"Brother Peng, I'll wait for you outside the door. Please greet me if you have something to do." I took a few deep breaths, turned around and walked out of the private room door, sighing as I walked: "Oh..."

"What a fuck! Who is it?"

"Male Gobi, who will hit my sister..."

As soon as I took two steps, a few cursing sounds suddenly came from outside the corridor. Then I saw six or seven young men with yellow hair and green tails and dragon tattoos on their bodies carrying pickaxes and cutting in.

These young people are only eighteen or nineteen years old at most. The leading guys are naked with their upper body, covered with colorful tattoos, and a black disposable mask is covered with chin. When he looked at it, his cheeks seemed to be as narrow as a knife.

"Uncle Lang...Lang Ge?" A group of people walked up to me, and the young man in front stopped suddenly and looked at me in confusion: "Huh? Why are you here?"

I looked closely and found that this was Wan Liang's nephew. I remember that it seemed to be named Li Feilong.

"You kid is this..." I glanced at the piece he was holding in his hand and said, "Are you pretending to be a big brother in peace?"

"Ahem cough cough..." Li Feilong grabbed the back of his head with a embarrassed look on his face, swallowed his mouth and explained: "A little brother's partner is here as a waiter. I just called and said that he was bullied. We want to come and have a look."

Hearing his words, I suddenly understood that they were most likely to come to Jiao Peng. After thinking about it for a few seconds, they lowered their voices and said, "I know this. Walk forward to Room 888, and the people are inside."

"Thank you, Uncle Lang." Li Feilong then waved his hands to the friends behind him: "Go on all, break your legs with your hands and break them. I will be responsible for any matter."

"Don't be anxious..." Seeing a few children rushing forward like wolves and tigers, I waved my hand to stop him, hooked Li Feilong's shoulder, lowered the door and smiled and leaned into his ear: "I know the people inside, I'm half a friend, but I don't like him very much, but I have to help him if something happens to him. What do you understand?"

"Your friend?" Li Feilong bit his mouth and looked embarrassed.

"Half-la, a friend with alcohol and meat." I emphasized: "He is not short of money. To be precise, he is very rich. If you beat him up, you will be able to vent your fire at most. You can't get any benefits from the injured sister. And I heard that because of this, her boss might even fire her."

Li Feilong's eyes turned back and forth a few times, and hesitated: "Uncle Lang, I don't care that he wants 50,000 yuan to compensate him, right?"

"Fifty thousand?" I raised my lips: "Who do you look down on me? He can even add a zero to the back. The key is to have the right method, you can do this..."

I put my mouth to his ear and muttered a few words, then patted his shoulder and said, "As uncle said, I will keep you from making money, and there will be no accidents. Remember to ask the girl to leave Pengcheng quickly. The person who beat her is not simple..."

"Okay, I understand." Li Feilong focused his mind and was about to move forward.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant. Put on the mask. You have to work for me in the future. I don't want the trouble to mess with me." I grabbed him and said noon.

Five minutes later, Li Feilong and his group rushed into the private room like rushing, and then they heard shouts and howls at the same time, mixed with the crying sound of Jiao Peng shouting at me with high and low voice.
Chapter completed!