When Ding Ming slapped the waiter in the face,

The face of Brother Snake next to him directly turned white, and he hurriedly stopped the angry Ding Ming, and bent down to apologize to the waiter who had been slapped.

At this time, the six or seven waiters in the hall who were originally leaning against the wall to watch the excitement all quickly gathered towards the staircase as if they had discussed, blocking the passage, "Grass mud horse." Who is making trouble!" Five or six strong men with big shoulders and waists, holding large kitchen knives, and wearing chef's robes also ran out of the kitchen in a murderous manner.

It's just that at this moment, none of us noticed that there was an extremely incongruous figure sitting in the corner, and that person didn't seem to see the scene in front of him at all, and he should still eat and eat, drink and drink.

"What's the matter? A group of waiters plus a few stir-fry guys also want to make a deal with us?" Ding Ming spat downstairs with disdain, took out a pistol from his arms, and pointed at the waiter at the staircase with a fierce eye. I'll see who is made of iron and not afraid of bullets!"

More than a dozen waiters and cooks didn't seem to see the guy in Ding Ming's hand, and slowly stepped on the stairs, and the waiter who had been slapped by Ding Ming just now sneered and pointed to his head and said, "If it's enough, shoot here!"

If it weren't for the blood monk blocking him, I think the waiter would really dare to put his head under Ding Ming's gun, who the are these? Is it really just a waiter? Suddenly I remembered the middle-aged uncle, he didn't seem to have time to run out, and hurriedly looked back worriedly...

It's just that when I saw the scene in front of me clearly, I fell directly through my glasses, and the middle-aged uncle was cleaning the last sip of liquor in the cup, and the dishes on the table were swept away. Only then did he raise his head, wipe the oil stains on his mouth very casually, and stand up.

"Uncle, you..." I was on the spot, I didn't know what words to use to describe the confused mood at this time, even if I was stupid now, I could see that the middle-aged uncle was definitely a person with a story, and it was a big story.

"Stinky boy, mixed society pays attention to insight, it's a bit exaggerated to see six ways and listen to all directions, but at least you have to see your current driving clearly at all times, do you understand?" The middle-aged uncle pulled his oily hair twice, and hiccuped very inappropriately.

"Remember!" I nodded.

"Remember a fart, if you don't get beaten, you will never remember how much it hurts, if I wasn't afraid that this group of bastards would ruin my shop, I really wouldn't bother to care about your shit. The middle-aged uncle revealed his identity in one sentence, and it turned out that he was the boss of welfare. The legendary Lotte brother.

At this time, all the scum standing upstairs didn't care, only Brother Snake was sweating like rain, and his face was completely gray, how ugly it was.

"Little snake, you know my rules, go back to the countryside with one arm on your own, for the sake of knowing each other for so long, I'll give you a way to live!" Brother Lotte untied his loose shirt and threw it on the ground, revealing the black tight vest inside and a full spine of wounds, I saw a hungry wolf tattooed on his chest, with a dragon head in his mouth, dripping bright red blood, which looked lifelike, especially realistic...

"Brother Lotte..."Brother Snake, who was invincible before, is now wrinkled and decrepit as embarrassed as his dead father, and he doesn't know what to say to beg for mercy with a bitter face.

"The guy upstairs, are you the sons of the old Ding family?" Brother Lotte glanced at Ding Ming very casually, yawned and asked.

"The second son of the Qing Gang is exactly here!" Ding Ming coaxed the gun and pointed at Brother Lotte, crooked his mouth and laughed wildly, "Old guy, don't mention to me that you were brave, the young master doesn't eat this set, you want to live, and honestly kneel down with your head in your hands!"

"Second son, that is to say, there is a big pair in front, if there is a dead one, Old Man Ding should not fight with me!" Brother Lotte muttered two sentences to himself. Raise your legs and walk in the direction of the kitchen.

Seeing that he was being ignored in front of everyone, Ding Ming was completely anxious, and with a "click", he put the pistol up, pointed at Brother Lotte and yelled, "Old thing, I'll let you kneel!"

Brother Lotte can't hear at all. Still unhurried, he walked to the kitchen in figure-eight steps.

"Grass mud horse, I'll kill you!" Ding Ming was really crazy and really pulled the trigger with a bang, the bullet didn't hit Brother Lotte, but just broke a plate of dishes on the table, Brother Lotte looked back at the broken plate, and grinned, "The marksmanship is too bad, it needs to be improved!" After finishing speaking, he flashed into the kitchen.

"Ding Ming, you are looking for me to take revenge, what is happening at me, don't hurt the innocent, grass mud horse! I really look down on you!" I shouted to the group of people on the second floor.

Although I don't know what else Brother Lotte has, I look at his breezy appearance just now. I knew that the more I pretended to be an arrogant person now, the safer I might be.

"You come up from downstairs on your knees, lick my uppers well, and I'll let you go!" Ding Ming laughed sickly. I lost face from Brother Lotte and wanted to get the scene back from me.

"Your brain is still as bad as in the past, I let you come at me for everything, I think I'm still afraid of death, aren't you? You're a scumbag, take off the coat of the Qing Gang, it's a person who can abuse you!"

I spitted out sticky phlegm sarcastically, and Wang Xing and the two pretended to be calm and lit a cigarette respectively, and sat down at a casual table. Took a sip of the liquor that I don't know who left it.

"That's right, if a person is not even afraid of death, there is really nothing in this world that can scare him anymore!" At this time, Brother Lotte walked out of the kitchen with a gas canister in one hand. In the other hand, he was holding a "five-in-a-row" more than half a meter long.

"Old thing, what the hell do you want to do?" Ding Ming frowned and roared.

"The second child of the Ding family, let's play a game!" Brother Lotte unscrewed the valve of the gas tank as he spoke, and a pungent smell instantly poured into my nostrils, it was really gas.

"The gas tank will explode when it encounters fire, I'll count one, two, three, let's shoot at the same time, it's a big deal to finish playing together. I should have died a few years ago, and I have survived for so long, no matter what I said! I earned it! Come on, shoot at the same time!" Brother Lotte hugged the "five consecutive shots" with both hands and pointed at Ding Ming, his lips squirmed, "Three... Two..."

"Crazy, what the hell do you want to do?" Ding Ming was stunned, put down the guy in his hand, and roared a little broken.

"Of course it's a game of life, you can't get out of the life of the mixed society, and you have a basket!" Brother Lotte grinned eloquently, "If you're afraid, drop the gun, and then take everyone from the upstairs to me and crawl out of the door on my knees!"

"Don't inch by inch! I won't make trouble in your restaurant, I'll take people away now, I'll accompany you for the loss of the restaurant according to the price, we have no grievances!" Ding Ming stuffed the pistol back into his clothes.

"I've already said the conditions, either let's play with our lives. Either you kneel down collectively for me, I also want to see if Old Man Ding's white-haired man will cry when he sends a black-haired person!"

Brother Lotte closed the valve of the gas tank in front of him, pointed a gun at a group of horses around us, and shouted, "I don't want to kill, get out of here!" It's just that there are a lot of gas canisters, and there will be a big explosion later, and see which of you can run!"

As soon as Brother Lotte's words fell, dozens of horses in the hall all slammed into the door like wild dogs and fled frantically, not to mention how spectacular the scene was.

"You two stupid boys, hurry up and leave! Remember to serve me two bottles of good wine during the New Year's holidays, I'm greedy for a cup!" Brother Lotte looked at me and Wang Xing.

After a few seconds of silence, I decided to gamble with my life, shook my head and replied, "It was because of me." If I'm gone, I won't be able to live for the rest of my life!"

Brother Lotte's pupils dilated slightly, as if he didn't expect me to say this, and then raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, "What a cunning ghost!"

I bet that the group of guys upstairs didn't dare to play with their lives, others didn't know, but Ding Ming and Wang Feiyang were absolutely afraid of death, and sure enough... In less than a minute, Ding Ming spoke again, and his tone became even more sluggish: "Shall we each take a walk? I will compensate ten times for the loss of the field, and I will apologize to you for today's incident!"

"Ten times the compensation? Yes, the brother who was slapped by you now has severe cerebral palsy, and the hospitalization fee is one million, and the plate you just broke me on is the blue and white porcelain of the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty, and the market price is three million..."