Chapter 129: Mo Lao Wu of the Gangster

Murong Lanluo was about to speak, but Liao Xuebing grabbed the man's outstretched hand and smiled: "Liao Xuebing, I am a high school teacher, and I am fortunate to be there." I don't know what your name is?"

The man said rather unnaturally: 'Crossing the sea in Xiaqi, vice president of Tianyu Company. I wanted to withdraw my hand, but Lao Liao's palm worked hard, tightening it tighter and tighter, and pinching his joints rattled. The man struggled to hold on, cold sweat flowed profusely, and the liquid from the wine glass poured out.

Lao Liao let go of his palm, leaned over and whispered: "To be a man, you have to keep your duty, not all women can talk to each other." ”

The man shook his hand a few times to relieve the pain, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous for a while, and said, "Hmph!

"Teacher, what did you tell him? I think he seems to be a little unhappy, people took the initiative to come over to get acquainted, and there is no malicious intent, why are you so polite?" Murong Lanluo said unhappily.

Lao Liao touched her little head: "Lan Luo, for your future and ideals, for your youth and tomorrow, for your life and love, the teacher will not let others approach you." ”

With a bit of bad and a bit of teasing meaning, Murong Lanluo thought that the teacher was protecting his growth like a father, grabbed his shirt and said, "Teacher, in fact, people have grown up." ”

Lao Liao dragged Murong Lanluo to the dining table, first took a fancy to a fat goose that was roasted crisp and yellow, immediately moved the plate to his side, and said politely to the waiter standing in the first emperor, "Where are the knives and forks?"

The waiter stood for a long time, and did not see anyone come to get food, a ten-meter table has not been touched since the food was placed, after two o'clock in the morning, these things are all about to be dumped into the garbage heap, but it is a pity! This mooncake is strawberry flavored and filled with eleven different fruits. There is no one on the market......" It was to introduce the guests one by one, but I saw Liao Xuebing splitting the fat goose with a knife, sweat splashing, several dishes around him were stained with oil, and he had already torn off a wing with one hand and gnawed it down, but he didn't hear the waiter say at all.

Not to mention the waiter, Murong Lanluo, who was following behind Lao Liao, was already very angry. "Teacher, so many people. Why don't you take care of your image?"

Liao Xuebing brought the goose wings to her mouth and said with a smile: "It tastes good, can you taste it too?"

Half of the wings were bitten off. There was a boss's tooth mark in the middle, and Murong Lanluo was about to shake his head to refuse, when a thought suddenly popped up: "It's not easy to be with the teacher, do I Murong Lanluo still care about other people's eyes? No matter what they say, the teacher is not afraid, and I am not afraid." He took a small bite on Lao Liao's tooth prints, and his eyes narrowed with a smile: "It's delicious." ”

Liao Xuebing himself is an extremely boring guy, and he can do anything unthinkable. The fat goose ate half of it, took a plate of bloody steak, forked it up with a fork and roasted it on the bright candlestick next to it. The steak contains a thick amount of fat and is burned by a candle. Immediately, there was a crackling sound, and there were bursts of choking oil smoke. The people around frowned.

The waiter hurriedly stopped him: "Sir, please influence others." ”

Lao Liao's eyes widened: "I didn't beat him and scolded him, how did it affect others." ”

Fortunately, the waiter was accustomed to seeing unreasonable guests on such occasions, and said without arrogance or humility: "Sir, this is a public space, and the smoke will choke other people." If you wish, I can take a barbecue in the private room. ”

Murong Lanluo was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed Liao Xuebing. Since the incident of the anal hair of the black super team that day, she has learned that the teacher is not a good-tempered person, he does not eat soft and hard, and he talks with his fists at every turn, and this waiter contradicts him, so why not? It must be extremely irrational to quarrel on such an occasion.

However, Murong Lanluo didn't really understand Liao Xuebing's heart at all. He has the same xìng character as Guan Yunchang of the Three Kingdoms, called "arrogant and flattering", and he is very proud of people in the upper echelons of society. Even looking down on them, but with great respect for the lower-class civilians, it can be seen from the fact that day on the way to get pirated handouts, giving up her seat for a rural peasant woman, beating people, and standing out for a tomato seller in Aoshui Lane who has only met a few times. For those who are really poor, Lao Liao only has respect and sympathy, such as this waiter who is usually angry most of the time and is scolded and dare not speak back.

He laughed: "You're right, I'd better stop my stupid actions." He put the half-burnt steak in his mouth and said, "Actually, it tastes pretty good, little brother, how about you try it too?"

The waiter smiled bitterly: "Sir, my duty is to serve guests, not to eat, and if I do this, I will be fired." ”

I don't know when, four or five people stood beside Liao Xuebing. "Ah Bing, it's you, I haven't seen you for almost four years, and I thought you were dead. ”

Turning his head, he saw that it was a fat man with a shiny face and a thick cigar, followed by several entourages, the man was wearing an open suit, his shirt was unbuttoned a few times, revealing his hairy chest, and he laughed like a mountain of meat, "Little soldier, I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still as hungry as Yijiao, it's amazing." The meaning of the words is not praise or ridicule.

Liao Xuebing stretched out his hand expressionlessly: "Oh! It turns out that Mo Lao Wu, I can't pour it out, you are becoming more and more like a leather ball, you have eaten too much pig food in the past few years, right?"

Several entourages behind the person named Mo Lao Wu made sè on their faces and shouted: "***, dare to be disrespectful to the fifth master, looking for death?"

Mo Lao Wu waved his hand, and several entourages bowed down and retreated, he was waiting with Liao Xuebing, but he saw that the palm of his hand was covered with grease and shining under the lamp, so he had to retract it again, and sneered: "Your kid's kung fu to make fun of people is stronger than before." I admire and admire the fifth. ”

The entourage was shocked and inexplicable, who was this person, who dared to call the name of the fifth master, and he didn't respect it at all, and the fifth master was even more rare that he didn't get angry.

Lao Liao's outstretched hand didn't know where to put it, but he was bold and thick-skinned, stretched forward again, wiped it back and forth on the placket of Mo Lao Wu's expensive suit a few times, and wiped all the oily stains on his hands as if it were a hand towel.

Several of the entourages finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "Bastard, dare to offend the fifth master Huwei!" and was about to step forward and grab Lao Liao.

Mo Lao Wu slapped the man in the face with a backhand: "Get out!

Two characters of the same heavyweight dialogue, the most taboo subordinates who don't know how to intervene, it is a very faceless thing to fall in the eyes of the other party, and it seems that they have no way to discipline themselves, and the person covers his face and retreats. The hall was full of laughter, singing and dancing, clinking glasses, and the noise was unusual, but no one noticed the movement here.

Mo Lao Wu shook his suit, sank his face and said: "Ah Bing, don't blame me for being rude if you don't give me face, I'll make you ugly." ”

"Just let the horses come, I'll accompany you at any time. ”

Several entourages were all on guard, and when the fifth master gave an order, they rushed up and beat the bespectacled man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Mo Lao Wu sneered three times, and suddenly put his hands into a plate of roasted sausages and touched a handful of oil, and wiped it directly on Liao Xuebing's body, smearing his fresh Louis Vuitton suit into a mess.

Not to be outdone, Lao Liao shouted, "Okay, you old fat pig, play this game with Lao Tzu!" grabbed the roasted pig and stuffed it into Mo Lao Wu's arms. Mo Lao Wu hurriedly shook off the roasted pig, picked up a plate of nǎi oil cake and slapped it on Lao Liao's face.

The waiter couldn't cry or laugh, Yù stepped forward to stop him, but was coldly pulled by the attendant, and said, "If you don't want to die, go away!" The waiter saw a gray and shiny gun in his arms, and was startled, didn't dare to speak, and obediently walked to the side.

The white flowers on Liao Xuebing's face were all cakes, and he wiped off the nǎi oil that blocked his vision from his eye sockets. Picked up a pot of assorted ten miscellaneous jade dragon plate soup and poured it on Mo Lao Wu's head. Fortunately, the temperature of the soup was not high, and he only had a faint steam coming out of his head, so he was not injured.

Mo Lao Wu was furious, "The surname is Liao, I want you to die without a place to be buried!" got rid of a lobster with his ears entangled, and brushed it straight to the other party with a basin of sè oil in one hand and a brush in the other, several entourages were already stunned, and their eyes almost fell to the ground, is this still the fifth master who is known as the "Godfather of Xicheng"? How does it look like a petty gangster in the market?

"Stop it______ me!"

Suddenly, with a scream piercing the eardrums, Murong Lanluo clenched his small fists and shouted at the two scoundrels.

Both of them were stunned, staring at each other with big eyes, you look at me, I look at you, Liao Xuebing's face was covered with nǎi oil and Zhengla oil, Mo Lao Wu was drenched, all beans and vegetable leaves stuck to it, the two of them were really ridiculous and indescribable, full of wolves, covered with vegetable soup and oil.

"This is not a vegetable market, see for yourself, what it looks like!" Murong Lanluo was angry and anxious, and his little face turned red. Keep roaring.

"This ...... Why are you so fierce?" Mo Lao Wu snorted.

Liao Xuebing nodded cheekily.

Murong Lan said angrily: "Who is your girlfriend!

A large number of reporters in the hall who got the entrance invitation rushed to the door, it turned out to be the love of people, the trees saw the flowers, the handsome and unmatched, cool and unstoppable Bai Youcheng Bai Gongzi arrived.

As soon as he came, he attracted everyone's attention, and several enthusiastic rich women rushed in and rushed over, and surrounded the handsome guy Bai to ask for warmth.

Bai Youcheng smiled politely at everyone, glanced around, and saw Murong Bingyu like a star arching moon, his eyebrows jumped, and when he saw the pile of flies, his expression suddenly dimmed, he still knew that he was still there, at least he would not be bored at this time.