Head to the promenade at the bar.

"Miss...... Miss!"

When Chu Qiao heard someone shouting to him, he politely turned around, covered his chest with a plate, and walked to the side of the guest with difficulty.

"Hello, sir, do you need my help?" Chu Qiao asked with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

The man in front of him had a pair of triangular eyes, but his small eyes were bright and deep and shrewd. The hair on his head was almost bald, leaving only a few pitiful gray hairs. The mouth grinned slightly, revealing some yellowed teeth, how obscene it looked.

"Really?" The triangular-eyed man laughed, and pointed at Chu Qiao drunkenly: "Miss, isn't it...... Really busy...... Can you help?", he said, and he began to look back and forth on her body with a flirtatious eye.

Chu Qiao frowned, although she didn't want to pay attention to the man in front of her who was already drunk, she still tried her best to smile and replied formulaically: "Sir, as long as it is within the scope of my duties, I will try my best to serve you, sir!"

The triangular-eyed man's face turned pale, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes rolled, he looked at Chu Qiao, and his tongue was big: "Yo! The most, the most, the most, the favorite. But you can... That's it, the point is... Stop, stop. What kind of pretence, good girl, will not come home so late and work as a waitress in a bar......? It's a three-year-old, huh?"

Chu Qiao bit his lower lip and said nothing.

"How's it going, right?, follow me!" the triangular-eyed man smiled flirtatiously, his eyes full of greed.

Chu Qiao's eyes turned to the triangular-eyed man, and he said coldly, "I'm sorry...... I've got something to do! I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your needs. But I think the other waiters at our bar might be able to help you. Have a great time, sir!"

After speaking, Chu Qiao wanted to turn around and leave.

Before Chu Qiao could take a few steps, her wrist was grabbed by the man's hand.

"What kind of thing are you, dare to refuse Lao Tzu!" The triangular-eyed man was obviously drunk, but his strength was so great that no matter how Chu Qiao struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Sir, please let go!" Chu Qiao raised his wrist and pleaded. She couldn't afford to lose her job! She really couldn't! But why did God always play her like this?

"Put... Hand?" The triangular-eyed man laughed, "Hah! What the... You want to let go? of, let it go again, that's not... Neurotic?"

After struggling for a long time, suddenly, Chu Qiao was in a hurry, and used all his strength to step on the man's feet.

"Oops!" the triangular-eyed man only felt a sharp pain in his feet, and quickly let go of his hand, lifted his feet, and howled.

Chu Qiao gasped for breath and looked at the red-faced man in front of him in shock.

The triangular-eyed man narrowed his eyes, strode forward, raised his palm, and was about to slash towards Chu Qiao's face: "I don't know what to do with a bad woman! It's rare that Lao Tzu has taken a fancy to you, and you still dare to beat me? I won't teach you a lesson, this will be passed out, Lao Tzu will not be a man!"

Chu Qiao heard the palm wind, and it was too late to escape.

She could feel his anger, and the palm seemed to be settled. She closed her apricot eyes in horror, waiting for the pain to come......