Immortal-cultivating son-in-law of a beautiful president

At the same time, in the bar, the waiter who wanted to report to Brother Hei walked halfway.

Suddenly, a guest at the next table who was obviously drunk stopped him.

"Hey! That waiter, come here, give us some more wine! Hurry up!"

The waiter glanced at the guests at the table, and continued walking towards the underground boxing ring, and said at the same time.

"Sorry, I don't have time here, you can find another waiter!"

He was anxious and wanted to report the matter to Brother Hei as soon as possible, so he naturally had no time to deal with these guests.

As a result, he never expected that as soon as he uttered these words, a girl with tears in the corner of her eyes burst into a rage among the guests at the table.

boom!
The girl slapped the table fiercely, revealing the colorful tattoos on her delicate arms.

She stepped forward, reeking of alcohol, pointing at the waiter and shouting, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I didn't hear clearly just now, you have the guts to say it again!"

"Sorry! This guest, I really don't have time, you can find another waiter..."

Snapped!
The flower-armed girl raised her hand and slapped the waiter hard on the face.

The waiter was a little dazed by the slap.

And the companion of the flower-armed girl also showed strange expressions at this moment.

One of the boys hurried forward to smooth things over and stopped the flower-armed girl who wanted to continue.

"I'm sorry, brother, my friend just lost his relationship today, and he's in a bad mood, so he drank too much."

"I'm really sorry about what happened just now. If you have something to do, you should do it first. We'll find another waiter. Please forgive me!"

And the main reason why he showed such a terrified expression was that this was Brother Hei's bar.

Dare to make trouble here, or even do something to the waiter in the bar, it is tantamount to being disrespectful to Brother Hei.

Although, Brother Hei's status in Hangzhou is not high.

After all, above him, there are Sun Hu and Chen Biao.

But it can also be regarded as a small local snake who communicates with the other party.

Dare to make trouble in his bar, and only a powerful person like Huang Chengxin just now.

Generally, even the sons of the second-tier patriarchs don't have the guts, let alone these ordinary office workers.

The waiter was already filled with anger, but now, he was suddenly slapped by this unreasonable woman.

He really wanted to get angry, but thinking of Lin Yue in the private room, he didn't have the time.

Therefore, I just reminded a few people to be careful and left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left, the flower-armed girl started cursing again behind him.

"Hey! Did I let you go? You stop for my old lady!"

"Damn it! What are you doing here as a waiter?"

"My mother told you that the customer is God, and I am your God. If you dare not listen to me, you are disobedient to God. Do you believe me or not..."

"Xiao Ling, don't mess around, this is Brother Hei's bar."

"I don't care about his black brother and white brother. My mother is God. I still insist on this waiter to serve my mother today. I'll see who dares to refuse."

The flower-armed girl completely let go of herself and became drunk.

The man beside him couldn't stop him, and hurriedly greeted his partner at the same table.

But before the rest of the people got up to stop the flower-armed girl, the flower-armed girl suddenly turned around and slapped the first man.

"Zhao Cheng, what are you pretending here? Do you really think my mother doesn't know?"

"Isn't the purpose of the drinking party you carefully prepared today is to get my old lady drunk and then sleep with me?"

As soon as these words came out, the boy named Zhao Cheng was embarrassed and flushed.

He continued to tug on the flower-armed girl, and persuaded: "Xiaoling, look at you, after drinking so much, you are starting to talk nonsense, let's stop drinking and go home!"

When the rest of the people saw this, they all agreed: "Yes! Go home, I'll drink here for today."

"What home?" The flower-armed girl waved her hand, pointed at Zhao Cheng's nose and said, "Zhao Cheng, stop pretending, I know you just want to sleep with me."

"In this way, I am in a good mood today and can go to bed, but you must promise me one thing."

Hearing the words that you can go to bed, Zhao Cheng, who originally wanted to pretend to be a gentleman, suddenly showed his fox tail.

He said excitedly: "Xiao Ling, is what you said true?"

"Yes!" After finishing speaking, the flower-armed girl looked at the waiter at the side: "He! Just this guy, take the wine bottle and blow his head off to me. I will sleep with you tonight!"

"If you can't do it, don't even think about asking me out in the future, do you hear me!"

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng turned his head to look at the waiter. The waiter thought he could leave already, but unexpectedly, the people at this table were so ungrateful.

He glared at Zhao Cheng viciously: "Friend, don't say I didn't remind you, I'm very busy now, don't find fault, get out of the way!"

The waiter turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, Zhao Cheng reached out and grabbed him: "Stop, shall I let you go?"

The waiter turned his head and was about to drink angrily when he saw an empty wine bottle in Zhao Cheng's hand at some point. With a sullen expression on his face, he shouted: "It can't last!"

When the words fell, there was a bang, the wine bottle burst, and blood splashed!