The more Zhang Le thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with this matter, so he decided to go over and see what was going on.

According to his father's law, his cousin Zhang Ting should be studying abroad, and she hasn't graduated yet, right?

What's more, she doesn't look like a student when she is dressed?

He almost didn't recognize the heavy makeup.

When Zhang Le walked over, he saw that the tall man next to Zhang Ting was hugging her, the man was nearly two meters tall, and his estimated weight was almost two hundred, and his big beard and furry arms looked a little scary.

Zhang Ting seemed to be quite reluctant to be hugged by the man, frowning and wanting to push away, but the man actually hugged her tighter, her mouth was almost up, and the few people next to her were twisted to the side as if they didn't see it.

"Hey, what are you doing here!" Zhang Le walked over quickly, and drank the man: "What kind of place should you be here? Let go of this girl." ”

As soon as Zhang Ting saw Zhang Le, she was so excited that she almost shouted.

The foreigner glanced at Zhang Le and ignored him at all.

There was a tall and thin man standing next to him, looking at what kind of translator, assistant or something, he shook his hand at Zhang Le, and said very unceremoniously: "It's none of your business, don't be nosy." ”

Zhang Le said coldly: "Do you know what kind of place this is? If you come to make trouble, it's best to get out quickly." ”

Hearing Zhang Le's words, the faces of several foreigners immediately changed, and the assistant immediately said: "Hey, why do you say that?"

After he finished, he saw the sign hanging on Zhang Le's body, and snorted again: "Our Mr. Smith was invited to participate in the jewelry show, you had better figure out the situation!"

Zhang Le said unceremoniously: "Not all guests, we are all welcome! I repeat, please let go of this girl immediately, do you hear it, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

The assistant looked surprised: "You have too much control, right? This girl is our Mr. Smith's girlfriend, and she came with Mr. Smith, do you even care about this?"

Are you Shengshi employees still so lenient? Okay, I won't follow you anymore, let your manager or person in charge come over, and I'll follow him!"

Zhang Le's face sank: "I am the person in charge here! You are not welcome here, please leave immediately!"

The tall foreigner pushed Zhang Ting away and walked directly in front of Zhang Le, his face gloomy: "What are you?

The assistant also said, "You are the person in charge here, can you afford this responsibility? I advise you to be less nosy, this is not something you can manage!"

Do you know who this Mr. Smith is? He's a guest from your boss, why do you say that, you don't want your job anymore?

When he spoke, he still looked at Zhang Le, Zhang Le understood it, this person was quite good-looking, afraid that he would offend those foreigners and cause some trouble, even Zhang Ting shook his head at him, looking very scared.

Zhang Le couldn't help frowning, feeling that Zhang Ting was not willing to be with these people at all, it was more like getting into some trouble, but what was going on?

Although Zhang Le doesn't have a good impression of his uncle, he still likes this sister, and Zhang Ting also likes him, and he always pesters him to play with him.

But later, his uncle's family moved to Fujiang City, and they rarely returned to the town, so they didn't see each other much, but he still regarded Zhang Ting as his sister in his heart, and now that his sister was bullied, of course he couldn't sit idly by.

As for those foreigners...... If you dare to bully his sister, don't even think about getting out of here smoothly.

Thinking of this, Zhang Le said: "Distinguished guests, we don't welcome such guests!"

The big guy named Smith stretched out a finger towards Zhang Le: "You, go to death!"

finished, and directly smashed Zhang Le with a punch, and the people who saw it next to him screamed, they didn't expect that someone would suddenly make a move in this exhibition.

Zhang Le had no intention of dodging at all, and raised his hand to meet the huge fist.

"Don't!" Zhang Ting shouted, and then, everyone heard a scream, it was the miserable sword sent by that Smith

Originally, everyone thought that Smith's punch was over, and Zhang Le would be beaten even if he was not beaten away, which would definitely be uncomfortable, but no one expected that it was Smith who shot first, and he was the one who screamed.

Everyone saw Smith clutching his fists and screaming, obviously in great pain.

No one even understood what was going on, this big guy was hurt, how was he hurt?

Zhang Le didn't pay attention to this guy at all, and said directly to Zhang Ting: "Come here!"

Zhang Ting was still a little relieved and undecided, and several other foreign countries scolded when they were absent, and instantly surrounded Zhang Le, it seemed that she didn't plan to give up.

The assistant was even more frightened: "You, you...... You are looking for death, how dare you do it to Mr. Smith?"

"Shall I do it?" Zhang Le sneered: "Are you blind? Obviously, it was his hand that moved first, do you want me not to fight back, stand there and let him fight?"

"Do you know what you're doing?" That assistant is really going crazy, why is this person so uninteresting, he has to be nosy, this has nothing to do with him at all, what kind of energy is he messing with, he really has nothing to do.

He really thought he could handle it? He didn't know who he was up against!

"You!" Another foreigner with a bigger size pointed at Zhang Le: "Look for death!"

"It's you who are looking for death!" Zhang Le said unceremoniously: "Let my sister go, otherwise you all won't want to get out of this door alive!"

Hearing Zhang Le's words, everyone present was in an uproar, even the foreigners were stunned, they couldn't imagine that this young man was so angry?

"Your sister, which is your sister ......" The assistant suddenly remembered something, and his eyes immediately fell on Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting lowered her head and retreated desperately, not daring to speak.

"Tingting, come here. Zhang Le did it again.

Zhang Ting shook her head desperately: "No, I don't know him!"

"What about your sister?" pointed at Zhang Le's foreigner and sneered: "She has already sold it to us!"

Zhang Le's face sank: "Before you say a few words, you'd better think clearly." ”

The foreigner suddenly grabbed Zhang Ting's hair, dragged her to the front, and scolded: "Is he your brother!"