Knife Club (8)

Xia Xue said as she stood up from her stool and prepared to entertain the guests.

And those gangster-looking guys also walked in at this moment.

When she walked in, Xia Xue didn't pay too much attention to it, because in the most chaotic place in District 9, many outsiders were gangsters.

So Xia Xue just glanced at it casually.

"What do you want to eat?" Xia Xue said with a smile.

However, the few fierce men who walked in were stunned when they saw that the boss lady was actually a woman, and she was a mature beauty.

Those pairs of obscene eyes suddenly looked at Xia Xue's slender figure.

"Fuck, such a beautiful girl. ”

"Damn, it's a lot rounder and big boobs than the girl at the barbershop last night. A lewd-looking guy next to him said very cheaply.

Xia Xue just didn't hear anything, turned around and walked towards the counter.

And the man with a pinch of hair on his head who looked like the boss couldn't help but be deeply shocked by Xia Xue's beauty at the moment.

But he didn't forget his identity, and looked at Xia Xue's eyes slowly turned around, and glanced at the small restaurant in front of him.

"How many people, what to eat?" Xia Xue asked as she looked at the four guys who walked in again.

As she asked, she only listened to the head of the hair, and suddenly the corners of her mouth smiled evilly.

"My brothers didn't come here to eat. A sharp voice came out of the mouth of a hairy boss.

Xia Xue couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Then ...... you?" Xia Xue asked.

The corner of his mouth sneered, and he suddenly asked, "What is your restaurant?"

"When it was opened, what does it have to do with you. Xia Xue said angrily.

"Stinky, how do you speak?" stood beside the hair, a relatively arrogant low-pitched little brother, who suddenly stood up and said.

A handful of hair next to him stretched out his hand to stop it: "Treat beautiful women, can you speak lightly?"

The little man quickly stopped talking.

"Beauty, let me ask you again, when did this restaurant open?" asked in a sharp voice.

Xia Xue, who was standing at the counter, sneered: "Rules, old lady, I opened a restaurant here 5 years ago, rules, what rules do you tell me?"

When the clutched hair heard Xia Xue say this, his face suddenly changed.

"Every family here has to pay protection money to our knife club. Don't you know the truth?"

Hearing that this handful of hair suddenly claimed to be a member of the Little Knife Club, Xia Xue couldn't help but feel slightly stunned in her heart.

Knife will?

Of course, Xia Xue knew in her heart that this knife would be an underworld gang organized by those people from the south.