The host is irritable every day

Chapter 104 Xiao Qingmei is a little difficult to deal with (46)

The wine they ordered was ordinary beer, no matter how expensive it was, the total of three bottles would not exceed [-], and the current situation was completely fraudulent!

Regarding their blatant extortion of money, Liang Geyue's eyes widened with anger, and he rushed forward regardless and shouted at the people: "The wines you ordered are all cheap brands, and three bottles are only worth 1 yuan or [-] yuan. How can someone like you do this?" Is it extortion?!"

Seeing that he couldn't help but throw his fist at the crop-headed man, the other two teenagers in his group turned pale with fright, and hurriedly pulled and dragged him, and dragged him back.

"Brother Yue, Brother Yue, don't do anything...!"

It took Liang Geyue a safe distance of two meters away from the inch-headed man with the help of two people. One person patted him on the back to give him comfort, and kept dissuading him:
"Brother Yue, calm down Brother Yue...don't mess with them, we can't beat them..."

"It's not you two trash!"

Liang Geyue's chest trembled with exasperation, his face was ugly and red.

The more people patted him on the back, the more irritable he became, and with an angry "in the way", he pushed the two of them away.

Liang Ge touched the pocket of his trousers, counted out the crumpled 250 yuan from it, and deliberately threw it at the feet of the short-haired man in anger and provocation.

"Three bottles of wine may not be worth this money, but you guys are indeed worth this amount! Two hundred and five, I reward you, Grandpa!"

Hearing this, the crop-headed man viciously dropped the unsmoked cigarette in his hand, the flickering light from the cigarette butt was not comparable to the scarlet in his eyes.

"Little brat, you will regret what you said!"

The hand at his side clenched into a fist, and he stepped behind him. He struck out quickly and unexpectedly punched Liang Geyue on the left side of his face.

With the invisible force, the person turned his face away, his feet were unstable, and he almost fell into the mud.

quiet--

The nasal cavity is bleeding, and it seems that you can still hear the sound of blood "tick-tick" falling to the ground along the nose.

The smell of blood lingers in the air.

The two people around Liang Geyue were so shocked by this scene that they couldn't move at all.

On the contrary, I relieved the astonishment on my face for a while, and wiped away the blood in the nasal cavity with my thumbs to stop it, and then rubbed the left cheek, almost knocking out his teeth.

When he lowered his head, he saw a stone at his feet. A stern look flashed across his face. He slowly picked up the stone, held it tightly in his hands, raised his head, and threw it at the face of the inch-haired man.

The inch-cropped man was agile, and he dodged his fist by leaning back a little.

It's just that he didn't know that Liang Geyue's attack didn't come from his fist at all, but from the stone in his hand.

With a push of his fingertips, the stone was revealed, and it was sharply slashed towards the short-haired man's face, which was considered revenge for his ankle being scratched by the glass.

Liang Geyue's strength was quite strong, as he slashed the stone across the face of the crop-headed man, the blood stained the stone, and at the same time splashed some onto his hands.

Clear bloodstains instantly appeared on the face of the inch-cut man.

A new scar was added on his face. The inch-cropped man touched the painful spot with his fingertips, and he casually swung his arm, silently stopping the brothers who were rushing up behind him with fierce faces, but his face was completely black.

He ground his molars, rubbed his fists, and squeezed his knuckles with a constant "click".

"Boy, you really pissed me off."

Before he finished speaking, the inch-headed man kicked Liang Geyue in the stomach, and he immediately flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The momentum was so strong that Liang Geyue was about to fall back on his head, and someone behind him held him firmly.

Covering his stomach, he was just about to say thank you, when a familiar sarcastic voice sounded in his ears, "Oh, so careless..."

Liang Geyue's face darkened, and before he could reply, the people behind him let go, and he staggered and almost fell.

Turning around, Qi Wan tilted her head to look at him.

"Why are you here?!" Liang Ge's tone raised eight beats in embarrassment.

It's like this again, if you don't talk about it in front of people, the embarrassing scene just now may make people laugh at it for days!
Only then did she freeze the movement of tilting her head, and when Qi Wan raised her head, the world spun inexplicably in front of her eyes.

She blinked twice and shook her heavy head a few more times before she regained consciousness.

Bypassing Liang Geyue, walking in front of him, he secretly said sarcastically, "You should be glad that I'm here, otherwise you would have fallen down a long time ago."

"you!"

Liang Geyue became more and more annoyed and Qi Wan turned a blind eye. When they passed by the two people who skipped class together with Liang Geyue, they almost cried with joy when they saw him, "Mr. Qi, you are finally here..."

Qi Wan gave them a cold look, and paused for a moment, "Go back and deal with you."

Under the unclear eyes of a group of people, she walked straight towards the money that Liang Geyue had thrown at the feet of the inch-headed man, bent over to pick it up, blew it twice, and stuffed it into her trouser pocket.

Turning his eyes around for a few times, he was finally willing to look at the cropped man, and walked towards him with a calm expression on his face.

"I'm their class teacher. I want to know what happened and you want to beat my students."

It was quite far from where they were just now, except for the red-haired man's first roar and the smashing of the bottle, the rest were all silent dynamic pictures.

The autumn wind at night was bleak, the girl looked weak, and her thin body seemed to be blown up by the wind. The short-haired man suddenly grinned and laughed viciously several times.

After a while, he gradually stopped. Seeing that the person was still fearless in the face of danger, and his face was calm without a trace of anger, he rarely smiled and said politely:

"Your student not only knocked over my three bottles of wine and frightened our brothers, but also made rude remarks and caused serious trauma to our spirits..."

"Teacher, you are also a cultural person, tell me, do you have to pay for this?"

"Losing money? Your grandson's idea is beautiful!"

Liang Geyue rolled up his sleeves, rushed up from a distance and cursed, "Two hundred and fifty is cheap for you, fuck you..."

"Shut up!" Qi Wan stared back at the swear words he was about to blurt out.

"As agreed, I'm still your homeroom teacher. Will you go over the wall and go in the left ear and out the right ear, and hear what I say?"

Liang Ge was full of dissatisfaction, and let out a "hum", so angry that he couldn't swallow it.

Qi Wan was too lazy to talk too much nonsense with him, so she turned her head and returned to the topic: "How much do you want to pay?"

"Ten thousand."

The inch-cut man took out a cigarette from his pocket, and the red-haired man beside him saw this, quickly took out a lighter and stepped forward to help him light it up.

The butt of the cigarette was red, and the inch-cut man caught the cigarette with his fingertips, put it in his mouth, took a puff, and exhaled the smoke.

It floated on Qi Wan's face, the smoke was lingering, the white smoke filled the air, and the nose was pungent and unpleasant.

Qi Wan didn't hide, even after inhaling the smell of second-hand smoke, she remained calm and expressionless.

It is calm.

It was the first time he had seen a woman who was not afraid in the face of such a scene.

The inch-cut man moved the cigarette to the left of his mouth and held it in his mouth, his expression slightly shallow.

"Seeing that you are a teacher and you are so polite, I can give you a discount. How about 880? It's auspicious."

The corners of Qi Wan's eyes twitched slightly, and three bottles of inferior beer cost nearly 9000 yuan?
Regardless of whether it is a discount or not, it is called extorting money.

(End of this chapter)