Chapter 6 The Ballroom Saves Beauty

"Sir, what kind of wine do you want?" a pretty waitress with two braids walked over, because she was working at night, she was dressed very hot, with a shirt with a half-open neckline and a miniskirt on the bottom, revealing a pair of slender legs.

Seeing her appearance, the young man's eyes were straight, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said with a smile: "Bordeaux's!"

"Okay, wait a minute!" the waiter didn't say much, turned around and walked to the bar.

"Brothers, what's going on?"

As soon as the waiter left, the young man in the black suit smiled lewdly and said to several young people at the table.

"It's good, it's good!" several young people chimed in.

Another young man laughed and said, "Young Master, can you take it!"

"Joke!" Hearing his words, the young man in the black suit snorted coldly and said: "There are a few good goods who can work here, it's not to give her some money, let her do what she does!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing his words, everyone burst out laughing.

Soon the waiter came back with a bottle of red wine, put it on the table casually, smiled politely at the young man in the black suit, and said, "Sir, your red wine!" After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

However, the young man in the black suit would not let her go so easily, so he raised his hand and grabbed her shoulder, and said with a smile: "Come! Kiss my brother, and my brother will buy another bottle of wine!" As he spoke, he pouted and was about to kiss the waiter's cheek.

But this waiter is not the biaozi he imagined, the waiter twisted her body and tried to struggle out of the young man's arms, but her strength was really a little small, how could she compare with the young man.

"Smack!"

In a panic, the waiter raised his hand and gave the young man a slap, but after beating her, she regretted it, what is the identity of the other party, what is her identity, isn't there something big going on this time.

"Bah, stinky biaozi dare to hit Lao Tzu!" The young man was obviously enraged, stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, pulled her directly into his arms, and pouted a big mouth and kissed the waiter's cheek.

"Ah!" exclaimed the waiter, but the music on the dance floor was so loud that few people could hear her shouts, and they didn't dare to meddle when they saw the six or seven strong men beside the young man.

But everything here did not escape Huo Siao's eyes, he raised his eyebrows, but he just quietly watched everything that happened in the field, and he didn't move.

But Meng Shuai on the side noticed that something was wrong with him, followed Huo Siao's gaze, smiled, and said, "This is Zhang Cong from the nearby university, a famous playboy!" He raised his eyebrows, as if thinking of something, and asked suspiciously: "No, brother, you don't want to go to the hero to save the beauty!"

Hearing what he said, Huo Siao turned his head to look at him, his expression was still so indifferent: "That's what I mean!"

"No!" Meng Shuai's head shook like a rattle, and he said urgently: "He is different from Zhao Gang, Zhao Gang is a gangster at best, and this kid has some background in his family!"

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Huo Siao didn't care about that, he was born stunned, he had to take care of what he didn't like, no one could stop him, he put down the wine glass casually, and then strode towards the field.

"Damn!" Meng Shuai couldn't help but scold secretly, and secretly said in his heart: "Damn, Lao Tzu will give up his life to accompany you, a gentleman!" Then he greeted him, followed Huo Siao with a group of younger brothers, and went straight to the field.

At this time, the waitress was still held in Zhang Cong's arms, Zhang Cong held her in his arms with one hand, and the other hand was already wandering around on her exposed legs, slowly reaching into her skirt along her legs.

The waitress's body shook violently as if she had been electrocuted, and tears flowed down in an instant, pushing Zhang Cong violently, trying to break free from his arms.

"You let go of me, you let go of me!"

The waitress shouted with a crying voice, and she didn't know what the situation was, she suddenly seemed to be possessed by Hercules, and pushed Zhang Cong out.

"Haha!" Zhang Cong stabilized his figure, wiped the corners of his mouth with a laugh, and said with a lewd smile: "Stinky biaozi, what kind of chaste martyr is pretending to be with me, let's talk about it, how much is a night, the master has money!"

The waiter hurriedly straightened the placket that had been messed up, and scolded with a crying voice: "Shameless!"

"Haha... Hearing her abuse, Zhang Cong laughed instead of anger, and laughed loudly on his back, but before he finished laughing, he felt an unforgettable sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

Zhang Cong, who was close to one meter eight and more than one hundred and fifty pounds, was kicked in the abdomen and flew out, and was smashed on a table not far away.

"This kick is beautiful!"

Meng Shuai, who came up later, couldn't help but praise, and anyone in the industry could see that the doorway of this foot was clean and neat, without the slightest superfluous movement, and the accuracy of the strength was called perfect.

The person who kicked the leg was not someone else, it was Huo Siao, at this time he was already standing in front of the waitress, looking at Zhang Cong who was slowly getting up with cold eyes.

Zhang Cong is also a face-saving person, so many people make themselves ugly, this is clearly a slap in the face, he got up from the ground with the table legs, looked at the few bodyguards who were still sitting at the wine table in a daze, and couldn't help but scold: "Fuck, what are you raising for, don't kill him quickly!"

At this time, those bodyguards reacted, and seven or eight big men with big shoulders and round waists rushed forward one after another, but before they could get close to Huo Siao's body, Meng Shuai and his party of more than ten thugs were killed, Meng Shuai was the first to move, and he went up and punched a bodyguard on the cheek.

"I'm going to Nima!"

"Bang!", the big man's figure flew out directly, although Meng Shuai had never practiced martial arts, but his skills were also learned from actual combat, unpretentious, strong and fast, and his body was very resistant to beating.

After punching the big man away, Meng Shuai stood in place arrogantly, pointed to the field, pouted and said: "Give labor and management to waste these bastards who smash the field!"

These gangsters don't care who you are, even if you are the king of heaven, as soon as the eldest brother speaks, it is still beaten, and while speaking, the group of gangsters rushed up and began to punch and kick the group of bodyguards.

In other words, these gangsters under Meng Shuai are really ruthless, and they are like little tigers, grabbing tables, chairs, boards, stools, and beer bottles casually, regardless of greeting them upwards.

But these bodyguards are not good at stubble, the reason why they can be called bodyguards, they naturally have a bit of real kung fu in their hands, and they rush to face the gangsters who are several times their own, and the momentum they reveal is worth looking at them.

At this time, Huo Siao couldn't be idle, what he received in the black prison at that time was not martial arts training, but fighting training, according to Xia Cang's words: "There is no martial arts in this world, martial arts is fighting, shooting is killing, the essence of fighting is only two words, fast, ruthless, only if you are faster than others and ruthless than others, you can be stronger than others." ”

To paraphrase a noun in the movie, kung fu is a killing technique.

Huo Siao has a wine bottle in his left hand and a stool in his right hand, he still looks like a killer, like a gangster fighting in the jungle, but his moves can be described as fierce and a little scary, every move he makes is to go to the point, and he doesn't leave a back hand at all.

Those bodyguards were still a figure in front of the gangsters, but in front of Huo Siao, it was just a group of ants that were one size bigger, and in just a short moment, three bodyguards were knocked to the ground by Huo Siao.

And those little gangsters under Meng Shuai are not idle, they can't go head-to-head, but they can get off the black feet, as long as Huo Siao puts people down in front, then they will kick their heads or faces with their heads or buttocks.

With Huo Siao and Meng Shuai opening the way, these bodyguards couldn't hold on directly, and within half an hour, they were all put to the ground, and they were kicked by those gangsters, and their noses were blue and their faces were swollen and covered with blood.

And Huo Siao walked in front of Zhang Cong, who also had a blue nose and swollen face, and his face actually showed a distressed look, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the blood on his face, and said leisurely: "Everyone has a love for beauty, people don't like you, you can't force it!"

"It's illegal!" Huo Siao said bitterly.

Looking at his appearance, the jaws of everyone present were about to drop in surprise, they really couldn't understand Huo Siao's temper, what was the situation?

"Hehe!" Huo Siao laughed, pulled Zhang Cong up from the ground casually, patted the dust on his body, and didn't say anything.

Zhang Cong took a deep breath, touched his cheek, which had been swollen into eggplant, and said, "Okay, you are ruthless, you wait for me!"

After watching them leave, Huo Siao spread his hands helplessly, didn't say anything, turned around and walked to the crying waitress, took out a tissue from his pocket, and said with a smile while helping her wipe her tears: "Don't cry, it's not cute!"

"Huh?" The waitress raised her head and looked at Huo Siao a little strangely, in addition to the uncontrollable sobbing, she had even forgotten to cry, and stood in place blankly and let Huo Siao wipe her tears for herself.

Huo Siao moved the corners of his mouth, this girl is indeed very beautiful, although he has seen fewer girls, but this girl should be the most beautiful among the girls he has seen.

Playful braids, sexy dresses, and pure looks, the three irrelevant things of pigs, horses and cows actually appeared on the same girl's body, and they were presented so perfectly.

"It's so cute!" Huo Siao laughed, and regardless of the waitress's expression, he strode into the crowd and walked to the bar.

The waitress looked at his back and was speechless for a long time, raised her eyebrows a little strangely, and her body sobbed involuntarily, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Sick!"