"Bastard, where is you shopkeeper? I'm going to complain, I'm going to complain!"

Just as Bai Qi was enjoying lunch with the hot minibus, he saw a yellow curly-haired man standing up angrily, slapping the table and roaring.

He was wearing a white suit, but he couldn't stop his big belly, he was very fat and very old, almost forty or fifty years old, and his skin was very loose, while in fact people in the West are like this, the metabolism is very fast, and he looks old.

Of course, this is not the point of the matter, the point is that the foreign skin is angrily slamming a bottle of red wine on the ground, and with a bang, the whole floor is wet, and it also splashes on the trouser legs of other people.

The people around them all frowned, but after seeing that it was a Westerner, they all endured.

"Ah, my pants!" the hot minibus also felt her ankles wet, and she looked down at the white pants she had just bought, and immediately became angry.

This is what she saved for half a month's pocket money to sell her pants, just to see Bai Qi wearing, but she didn't expect it to be dirty, all of which were red water stains.

Bai Qi looked at it, and then frowned and looked at the foreign skin, at this moment the foreign skin was still beating his chest and shouting: "Where is your boss, I want to complain, complain!"

"It's coming, it's coming!"

The waiter had already reported to the owner of the French restaurant, and the boss hurriedly ran out of the back kitchen, a Chinese man dressed in a Western chef's costume, with a nervous face, he ran to the front of Yangpizi, and then asked, "This gentleman, do you have anything wrong?"

"You actually sell fake wine, I want to complain!!" Yang Pizi was still angry at the moment, he glared at the shopkeeper, angrily pointing to some of the remaining wine in the wine glass.

The restaurant's face changed, and then he looked inside the wine glass, and he saw that the wine in the wine glass was red, this is the most famous Louis XIV red wine in France, there is nothing wrong with it, right?

"It's... Sir, our wine is from France, pure Louis XIV, it seems to be all right?" said the owner of the restaurant, looking at the foreign skin.

However, as soon as he said this, Yang Pizi was even more angry, he simply overturned the table, and immediately scattered all the dishes on the ground, if it wasn't for Bai Qi's quick reaction and pushed the hot minibus away, I was afraid that the oil stains would fly to her.

But others were not so lucky, almost seventy or eighty percent of the restaurant customers were splashed with oil, and at this time they were completely angry, and they stood up and blamed Yang Pizi.

"Grandma, you pig devil, are you looking for death? ”

"Foreigner, the wine has soiled my trouser legs just now, but I didn't bother with you, you actually have to inch in?"

"You disturbed our dinner, give us an explanation, or we will call the police to arrest you!!" Several Chinese people around him glared at Yang Pizi indignantly.

But Yang Pizi was not afraid at all, he sneered unhurriedly and said: "A bunch of lowly Chinese, I am the British ambassador, if you dare to scold again, believe it or not, I will find you diplomats?"

He looked high-spirited, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he saw his disgusting nose hair, but he didn't worry about his safety at all.

Sure enough, when he said such a thing, several indignant Chinese men around him were a lot more honest, but some people didn't believe it, and asked tentatively: "Do you think you say it, and we will believe it?"

"Don't believe it, this is my ID!" Yang Pizi frowned, and then took the document out of his trouser pocket with a proud face, and handed it to the suspicious man, who looked at it and turned a little pale.

"Forget it, the suit is dirty, just change it. ”

"That is, do not destroy the relationship between our international friends and us. ”

"Yes, we Huaxia people should be generous!"

These Chinese men were all looking for themselves to go under the stairs, and then they all touched their noses and sat down.

The hot minibus couldn't get angry, why did he forget it like this? Obviously it was the fault of that foreign skin, he was unreasonable and made trouble first, and then soiled everyone's clothes and pants, why did he want the Chinese people to forget it?

"A bunch of cowards, hypochondriacs!" the hot minibus angrily crossed his hands on his waist, and sneered unceremoniously.

As soon as several men heard that they were despised by a yellow-haired girl, they all stood up in anger, pointed at the hot minibus and scolded, "Stinky bitch, what are you talking about?"

"Are you saying it again? When did we get hypochondriasis?"

"Slut, let me tell you, we are for the relationship between China and British friends, you know?"

Several Chinese men swore as if what they said was true.

Bai Qi originally didn't plan to care about this matter, but now it seems that he can't do it, especially when they dare to scold the hot bus for being a slut and a stinky bitch, which Bai Qi can't bear.

"Aren't you ashamed? Don't you dare to get angry with foreign devils, but instead scold your own compatriots? Or do you bully a girl? You also deserve to be called?" Bai Qi glared at several men, and the heaven-level momentum all over his body swept out.

In an instant, the entire restaurant was slumped in their chairs, with no strength at all.

And a few men who scolded the hot minibus very fiercely wanted to scold Bai Qi angrily, but seeing Bai Qi's terrifying eyes, it was like seeing the eyes of the demon god who landed above the dome of the world, they were all frightened, and they were as quiet as cicadas, and no one dared to speak.

But they knew very well in their hearts that Bai Qi was right, they just didn't dare to offend the British ambassador, nor did they dare to offend the foreign skin, so they wanted to vent their anger on the hot minibus.

When they thought of this, they were all ashamed.

"Boy, what are you? Are you insulting me?" Yang Pizi roared angrily, glaring at Bai Qi, and then he held the document in his hand, as if to warn Bai Qi that he had immunity.

Bai Qi's eyes were cold, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes.

It was this murderous sound that made Yangpizi's face pale with fright, and he took several steps back, he was a little afraid, this man's eyes were so terrifying, he had never seen such eyes.

No, he had seen it, but it was in the eyes of a prince in England who saw such a terrible look, but it was even more terrible than that prince.

Who the hell is this man?

Bai Qi looked around and saw that the Chinese people around him were staring at him with panicked faces, Bai Qi sighed in his heart, and he hated iron for nothing.

This kind of hypochondria cannot be eliminated in a short time, because many people are still stuck in the old thinking, and they all feel that the country of China is inferior to Europe and the United States, not as good as this, and not as good as that.

But they don't want to believe that this country is so powerful that even the United States is afraid of it and even suppresses it.

But these things, the hypochondris can't see them, or even if they do, they take the initiative to ignore them, they only know that they can't anger these European and American ancestors, for fear of being bullied.

That's all for Bai Qiqi, so I feel helpless.

"Remember, this is Huaxia!"

"This is our own country, when will it be the turn of a foreign devil to be presumptuous here?"

"The sign from a hundred years ago, flowers and dogs are not allowed to enter, have you forgotten?"

"In our own country, you don't feel ashamed to see these devils acting majestic?" Bai Qi glared at these people, his tone was sharp, and his gaze was even more senluo.

The frightened people around him are as quiet as a chilling cicada, where can they dare to refute Bai Qi at this moment?

Bai Qi himself forgot that he had been releasing heaven-level momentum, an aura that even ancient martial artists could not withstand, let alone fatal to these ordinary people.

After he reacted, he put away this breath, and at this moment these people returned to normal, but they were still afraid of getting up.

Bai Qi ignored them, but stared at the foreign skin in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "You keep saying that the wine is fake, I want to ask you, how are you sure that this wine is fake?"

Yang Pizi looked at the white of his eyes with fear, but when he thought about his identity, he was not afraid, I have immunity, what else are I afraid of?

Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Qi, sneered arrogantly, and then pointed to everyone around him, and said sarcastically: "You Chinese people are a bunch of stupid pigs, this wine is not Louis XIV at all, but the French Da Raul, one hundred and fifteen euros a bottle." ”

"Louis XIV will have at least five thousand euros!" he said haughtily, then glared at Bai Qi and asked with a sneer: "Boy, have you ever drunk red wine? Do you know the difference between these two drinks? You are no different from them, stupid pig!"

"The kingdom of Nuoda, which claims to be the kingdom of the Celestial Empire, the mysterious kingdom of the East, is so dull, hahaha. ”

"In the past few years in Huaxia, I really don't think there is anything good, but your people are too lowly, hahaha!"

"Especially those shameless women, who see the black skin of Africa, can't wait to call Dad, cheap!"

When a cheap word was spoken, Bai Qi's face completely changed.

Then without waiting for everyone to react, Bai Qi gritted his teeth and threw it over with a slap.

Syllable!

The world is completely silent.