my pretty lady boss

Chapter 116 The thief shouts to catch the thief
It was no longer possible to stay in the room any longer. If Lin Fei'er really came to check the room tomorrow morning and hit her in the face, it would be hard to argue.

Then the proprietress put on her clothes, and I sent her out of the room.

The two of us walked out of the hotel and walked aimlessly on the street.

"Ah! It's been a long time since I breathed fresh air freely like this!"

The proprietress walked on the street and looked at the dark night, she was in a good mood.

She spread her hands and said with a look of enjoyment.

"Hey! But, it's only for a few short nights that I can enjoy such free time!" The proprietress said, and lowered her eyes sadly.

Seeing her like this, I immediately took her hand.

"One day we can hold hands in any occasion like this!" I vowed to the proprietress.

She couldn't help but sighed, "But...but Li Yongqiang is selfish and will never let me go free!"

Seeing her worried look, I patted her head dotingly.

"Come on, let's go to the night market and forget about today's affairs!"

Then I took the proprietress and ran towards the night market.

In the noisy market, a street is enveloped by the aroma of food, crowded with people coming and going.

The proprietress was standing on the street in a neat skirt, obviously out of tune with the environment here.

However, her fashionable and beautiful dress has become a beautiful landscape in the whole street.

From time to time, people passing by turned their attention to the proprietress.

Especially some men, they always look up and down at the proprietress with weird eyes.

Looking at their wretched demeanor, I couldn't help feeling disgusted in my heart.

Then I took the proprietress to a secluded corner.

There is a hot and sour noodle shop here, and the business is very prosperous.

We sat down at a simple table.

There are several groups of people eating.

They're all little punks with tattoos all over their bodies and colorfully dyed hair.

The proprietress looked at them with a look of fear on her face.

But those little gangsters turned their eyes to the proprietress from time to time.

"Han Ming, let's go!" The proprietress obviously didn't adapt to the environment here, and said to me a little restlessly.

I reached out and held her hand, and I found that her hand was already sweating, and she looked very scared.

I held her hand tightly, "Don't worry, no one will dare to touch you when I'm around!"

Then I turned my head and gave those little bastards a cold look.

With a bang, a little gangster smashed the wine bottle on his own table to the ground, and the ground was instantly covered with broken glass.

The people around who were buried in eating hot and sour noodles raised their heads when they heard the noise, and watched the punks stand up from their seats with a vicious look.

Seeing their fierce appearance, the guests next to them dropped their bowls and chopsticks one after another, and ran away like rabbits.

"What do you mean?" Seeing those punks walking towards us, I still showed a calm look on my face.

"Damn! Brat, why were you staring at us just now!" The leader, a gangster in a flowered shirt, stretched out his hand angrily and knocked on my table.

Looking at his foolish appearance, a cold smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

These little bastards really don't know what to say!I thought secretly in my heart.

"Han Ming, let's go!" The proprietress immediately urged me to the side when she saw that their swords were on the verge of breaking out.

"Go! Fuck!" Before I could reply, the man in the flowered shirt had a furious expression on his face. He raised his palm and slapped the table violently, and the simple table was instantly shattered into two halves. .

"Ah!" The proprietress exclaimed, but was pulled into my arms all of a sudden.

I immediately pulled the proprietress to stand up and took a few steps back.

Then I gave them a cold look.

"What do you mean!" I asked angrily.

"I'm going to blind you today!" The man in the flowered shirt picked up the beer bottle on the table and slammed it on the stool.

The people around had already run away in fright, and even the owner of the stall had disappeared.

"I hate it when people call me Lao Tzu in front of me!" I looked at the man in the floral shirt with a look of disdain.

Seeing my indifferent look, a raging fire burned in his eyes instantly.

"Bastard!" The man in the flowered shirt roared angrily, and rushed towards us throwing the wine bottle.

Seeing that he was about to pounce on us, I immediately turned sideways.

He jumped to nothing, leaned forward, and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

A broken beer bottle cut his cheek.

When he staggered up from the ground, his face was already covered in blood.

What a coward, before I did anything, he had already ruined himself, I cursed with a chuckle in my heart.

When the onlookers saw him like this, laughter broke out in the crowd instantly.

"Fuck, bastard, I'm going to abolish you today!" Seeing being ridiculed by others, he suddenly became furious.

"Brother, you...you rest..." His younger brother rushed up to support him, trying to persuade him to rest aside, but he kicked him flying.

At this moment, the man in the floral shirt is like a running wild beast.

He once again rushed towards us with the wine bottle in his hand.

Seeing his running speed, I felt a little impatient.

His running speed is really too slow!I secretly sighed in my heart.

Seeing him, he rushed in front of me, holding a wine bottle and was about to throw it down at me.

I immediately flew out and kicked him in the stomach.

Like a ball, he flew out with a swish.

Then his body slammed heavily on a table, and the simple table was also smashed to pieces by him.

Seeing his miserable appearance, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"I don't have the ability to come out and mix in what kind of society!" I said as if I was asking whether iron can make steel.

The onlookers on the side watched me beat the shit out of the man in the floral shirt effortlessly, and bursts of applause erupted from the crowd.

The man in the floral shirt was covered in blood and kept rolling on the ground.

After a while, the siren sounded.

"Who is gathering a crowd here to make trouble and fight!" The policeman rushed in and asked angrily.

"Officer, it's him! He hit me! Look at my injuries!"

Unexpectedly, the man in the floral shirt, who seemed to be dying just now, got up from the ground with a bang, pointed at me viciously and said.

(End of this chapter)