my perfect female president

Chapter 297 Oh mygod
"Brother Liang, the three foreign devils don't understand the rules here, they insulted us and beat us." Several girls approached Brother Liang to complain.

In the beauty club, like other night clubs, the hostesses are not casual women.

Besides, under normal circumstances, not all hostesses provide special services.

Especially within the sphere of influence of the Ye Gang, the business of pornography, gambling and drugs has nothing to do with it.

"Fuck you, come with me." Brother Liang jumped up when he heard this, "If you don't understand the rules, in the Ye Gang's territory, if you don't understand the rules, then we will teach the foreign devils how to behave."

Brother Liang took a group of people into action.

At this moment, after Wilson almost escaped out of the box, as soon as he got out of the elevator, he fled in a hurry when he found his way.

Wilson also realized that he was too impulsive, which caused trouble.

At this critical juncture, the last thing he wanted to see was an accident, because it would be a great disadvantage to him.

However, Wilson would never have imagined that the hostesses were so arrogant and extraordinary.

"Women in Huaxia are just different. Even the hostess is as proud as a princess." Wilson thought.

The curly-haired man and the muscular man followed behind Wilson, and the three, on guard, fled for their lives.

Especially the curly-haired man and the muscular man, with terrified expressions on their faces. Wilson said that if he provoked the Huaxia gang, he would end up feeding the fish. The two were afraid. No matter how dead they were, they couldn't feed the fish.

"Oh, mygod!" The first floor of the Belle Club was buzzing, hot metal music was roaring violently, and the lights were shining.

At one table, several men and women were chatting in low voices. Suddenly, a man was so excited that he uttered such an exclamation.

It's just this exclamation, it's a bad thing.

Almost scared the three of Wilson to death.

"God! Where is God?" The muscular man yelled out in surprise with his poor Chinese language. His strong and tall body suddenly stopped, twisted like a machine, his bones made a sound, and he looked behind him impatiently.

"What? God? Where is it? God is here, what are you kidding?" The curly-haired man bowed and looked around.

"God, forgive me." Wilson was even more exaggerated. As soon as his knees softened, he knelt down. One leg was already kneeling on the ground, and when the second leg was about to kneel, he came back to his senses and looked at it carefully. After glancing around, he patted his chest with lingering fear, revealing a resentful expression.

"Damn it, this is a way of expressing surprise in Chinese. God shit, if God is here, I'll take out my heart and eat it myself." Wilson comforted himself, recovering from a gaffe to a more normal state look.

The three of Wilson were running away, fearing that people from the Belle Club would surround them and cause trouble. They were in a state of panic, but at first hearing such an exclamation, they frightened the three of them. From their reactions, we can see that When they came out, the three of them were frightened.

God, others don't know what this word means, but the three of Wilson know it. It is the signature of the organization, the trump card, and the most important value of Wilson's trip to join Mr. Fu is to betray God's identity.

God is a title named by the heads of state of the world, which shows how terrible it is.

Once they really met God, no matter what, the three of them would die without a place to bury them.

"Haha, hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, what are these foreign devils doing?"

"This is to greet us, is it for a reward?"

"That's right, it's for asking for rewards. Westerners ask for rewards like this. If they kneel down to us, they will treat us as Lord Baylor and themselves as slaves. It seems that they still understand our culture, everyone. Give generously, save them a few notes, and pity them."

"The uncle rewards you with two red tickets."

"In this life, no one has ever knelt down on one knee for me. Based on this, I will reward you with five red tickets."

"I'll give you one too, and take pity on the dolls on the other side of the ocean."

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Everyone chattered like a wealthy lord, took out the bills one after another, and threw them in front of Wilson.

Wilson was furious, this was treating him as a beggar.

The curly-haired man was confused, and muttered in confusion: "Are these people out of their minds? Why are they so generous? Even if it's a tip, we didn't do anything? Fuck, we are killers, not waiters, this is insulting me career."

The muscular man stared blankly, looking around in confusion, not understanding what the man in front of him was talking about.

"Hurry up and kowtow to thank you. You don't need to kneel any more. It's a no-brainer." A man laughed loudly. He was the guy who made the three of Wilson tremble with his exclamation just now.

"I'm fucking your ancestor." Wilson erupted, and with boundless anger, wrapped in a fist, he hit the man.

"Boom!" With a sound, the man's entire face collapsed, and blood splashed out from his mouth.

When the man fell to the ground, Wilson rushed up and kicked him violently.

"Who is it? Crazy?"

"Giving a reward with good intentions, such a person who doesn't know what is good or bad, dares to hit someone."

"Killed, run, killed."

"Let's hide for a while and let Brother Liang come out to solve this matter."

"Hurry up and tell Brother Liang."

"Don't tell me, someone is causing trouble, Brother Liang already knew about it."

Everyone talked about it, and hurriedly avoided it.

Wilson punched and kicked the man, getting harder and harder.

"Paralyzed, you dare to beat someone in Brother Liang's place, you don't want to live anymore, damn it, you still beat me, I'll fight you, ouch." The man couldn't resist, he could only hold his head in his hands and wailed in pain.

"How to do?"

"Damn, bear with it, wait for Brother Liang to come out and solve it, if we hit someone, we will be guilty of the same crime."

The few people who came with the beaten man suppressed their anger and muttered.

"The boss lost his mind and went crazy. Why are these people beating people for no reason when they are friendly and giving money?" the muscular man expressed his confusion in English.

"They treated us as beggars." The curly-haired man explained.

"What? Dare to insult our killer profession and kill them." The muscular man was angry, his muscles twitched, and he was about to rush forward to kill.

"Don't cause trouble, let the boss vent a little, and we will run away. There is a famous saying in Huaxia, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and we can't be arrogant." The curly-haired man was quite stable.

"Bah, this group of damned pigs." The muscular man shouted and cursed.

"Boss, it's almost done. This is his territory. Let's go quickly." The curly-haired man reminded.

"Idiot, I'll spare your life this time. If it's in my territory, I'll chop you up and use it as fertilizer for flowers." Wilson kicked, and then stopped.

"Brother Liang is coming, hurry and get out of the way." The crowd cautiously yelled, and gave way to the road.

"Oops." The three of Wilson were shocked.

(End of this chapter)