"You mean, this time, Liu Luoguo knew that we were coming. Then, he deliberately let the waiters in the store wear masks? Fang Tianbao said.

"Very likely." As Ning Caichen spoke, his eyes were still observing his surroundings.

"Why did he do that?" The Ninth Master was also puzzled.

"Because of one person." Ning Caichen said.

"Who?" The brothers asked him in unison.

"Blue-Faced Beast ......"

As soon as Ning Caichen said this, everyone suddenly felt a chill down their spines.

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"Oh, why am I so stupid? On the left side of the green-faced beast's face, there is a palm-sized cyan birthmark. And there are more than 20 waiters here, both men and women. They all wore masks on their faces. Coupled with the fact that the lights are so dim, of course it will be difficult for us to find out which one is the blue-faced beast......"

"Brother Bao, I'm afraid that he is a bird, whether he is a green-faced beast or a purple-faced beast, Lao Tzu Pipiru can scrape off his birthmark with a knife. By the way, let's give him plastic surgery. ”

As soon as Pipiru said this, the ninth master hurriedly gave him a kick.

It's a matter of confidentiality, and it's definitely not right for him to make such a loud noise.

……

After a cigarette.

"Brother Bao, then, let's start."

The Ninth Master said, exchanging glances with Fang Tianbao.

Fang Tianbao looked at everyone, then nodded, indicating that he could set up a stall.

"Smack......

Pipiru took out a machete from under the table and slapped it the wine table.

The knife was wrapped in the "People's Daily". As long as you are not blind, everyone knows that inside the newspaper, there is a knife, a sharp watermelon knife.

The handle of the watermelon knife is still exposed. If the light is good, you can clearly see the three words "Zhang Xiaoquan" etched on it.

Since the business of Jun Zai came to the hotel to get better and better, Fang Tianbao called on everyone to buy brand goods in the future.

The few machetes I brought today are all "Zhang Xiaoquan".

"Brother, may I ask, do you need anything......

A male waiter heard someone slapping the table, so he hurriedly walked over in a black skirt.

The male waiter here is dressed quite fashionably. All black skirts, coarse cloth kinds.

"Let me ask you first, what are you wearing on this face?"

Pipiru gently poked the waiter's mask with the "Zhang Xiaoquan" he was holding with the newspaper.

"Oh, and lately, we've had a carnival party at the bar. I'm a Roman gladiator mask. ”

As soon as the waiter said this, Fang Tianbao and Jiu Ye couldn't help but be taken aback.

They weren't surprised because the waiter could answer what the mask was on his face. The reason why they were surprised was that the waiter made Pipiru cover his face with a machete, and he could still keep his face changing and his heart beating.

There is no doubt that the waiter in front of him is a standard gangster.

If it weren't for the perennial mixing on the road, the ordinary waiter would have been scared to pee when he saw his brothers looking so fierce.

Fang Tianbao and Jiu Ye were smoking cigarettes. They put their hands on their waists.

At the waist of both of them, there is a badminton racket cover. In the sleeve, bulging bags. Clear-eyed people, at a glance, are equipped with cold weapons.

Ning Caichen, although he didn't have a cigarette in his mouth, he also had a toothpick in his mouth.

His eyes were sharp and lonely, and there was a bit of murder.

Pipiru and Yao Xiaoming, the two bastards, not to mention.

Pipiru has a cigarette in his mouth, his left foot on the sofa, and his right foot on the wine table. Even the ashtray on the table made him overturn. In his hand, he held an iron thing that said, "There are no three hundred taels of silver here." As he spoke, his facial muscles contorted, as if the whole world owed him money.

Yao Xiaoming, who came out today, also went through some packaging and dressing.

He first went to the kitchen and secretly sprayed half a bottle of mousse from Chef Sandeko.

The few hairs he had were sprayed like a hedgehog.

When he came out, he also deliberately changed into a sweatshirt that was even more fancy than butterfly wings. He looked like a flower butterfly.

In order to make himself more aggressive and threatening, Flower Butterfly even asked Pipiru to draw a dragon tattoo on his body with a marker.

When Pipiru gave Yao Xiaoming a "tattoo", he was walking with a horse, his eyes were focused, and he looked very professional.

The black dragon painted on Yao Xiaoming's body is very huge. The dragon head, in Yao Xiaoming's heart, the dragon body, spared Yao Xiaoming's petite body. The dragon's tail was thrown directly on Yao Xiaoming's neck.

After the completion of the work, Pipiru invited Fang Tianbao and the Ninth Master to come over for a visit.

Fang Tianbao glanced at the black dragon on Yao Xiaoming's body, didn't speak, just shook his head and left.

"How about it, Ninth Master, I painted it, is it okay?" Pipiru asked.

"Okay, you mother's head, this one you drew is a dragon? Lao Tzu thought it was two black silk stockings......"

As soon as the ninth master said this, Yao Xiaoming and Pipiru were extremely disappointed.

Originally, Yao Xiaoming, who was short in stature, wanted Pipiru to get a dragon tattoo on him, in order to add a little domineering color.

It's good now, damn it, the domineering hasn't come out, and it's a little more proflamvy.

If it weren't for the time, Yao Xiaoming would have to take another shower and wash off the two "black stockings" on his body.

Although, the black dragon tattoo on Yao Xiaoming's body looks like two black stockings. But, now, his fierce and vicious appearance still looks quite murderous.

"**, you are also a gladiator mask in ancient Rome? The one you're wearing on this face is just a 'Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles' brand of panties......"

Yao Xiaoming opened his shirt, revealing two "black stockings" that leaked domineeringly. The reason why he said this was actually deliberately provoking the waiter wearing the gladiator mask.

"If the masters are fine, then, I'll go back first."

The masked waiter ignored Yao Xiaoming's provocation.

He just wanted to turn around and leave, but the Ninth Master grabbed him.

"Wait!"

When the ninth master spoke, his eyes squinted at him.

The eyes of the ninth master are the eyes of Brother Blade. The eyes are sharp, enough for any strong opponent, to feel a kind of shudder.

"What the hell, what are you ...... doing?"

Sure enough, the waiter received the eyes of the ninth master, and his body quickly shook.

"What do you mean? How the fuck do you serve guests? ”

Jiu Ye pushed hard and pushed the waiter onto the sofa next to the booth.

"Ah......h

With a scream, a woman in the booth next door jumped up suddenly.

The woman must have been a barmaid in the bar. Just now, she was doing an internal service for guests. Let Jiu Ye do this, her service will not be able to continue at all.

"You guys, the fuck you're here to have fun, or are you here to ......?"

The guest, who was receiving the inner service, was disturbed and furious. He stood up regardless of his image and scolded the ninth master.

Before he finished scolding, a white shiny "Zhang Xiaoquan" was placed on his neck.

"Isn't it that I have watched too much "A Bite of China", and the tongue is so long? Get dressed and get out of here! ”

After Fang Tianbao finished speaking, he kicked on the guest's dantian.

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