To the north of Sanlitun is the embassy area, so there are a lot of foreigners clubbing here, and Chen Taizhong and they can see that there are many foreigners in the hall when they sit here.

Nangong Maomao is mixed up in the scene, a wild shop singer can't put it in his eyes at all, just now he wanted to give Xiao Wen to Yang Ming to play for two days - isn't she just splitting her thighs to make money? Singing is just a side job, and if you can really keep up with a police chief, it can be regarded as a promising future.

It's just that in front of so many people, someone snatched his female companion away, then it's not something he can tolerate.

However, the other party is a foreigner, which makes him feel a little tricky, this is close to the embassy area, in fact, even if it is not close to the embassy area, it is not easy for foreigners to provoke.

He couldn't say that his face sank, looked at Xiao Wen and asked, "These two are your friends?" At the same time as he asked, Xiao Wen had already opened her mouth and screamed, "I don't know you." ”

The stout black man just didn't hear this, and stretched out his hand at Xiao Wen, and for a while the people on the field didn't know what to do, so they could only watch this scene blankly.

Chen Taizhong stopped doing it, stood up, slapped the black hand in the face, seemed to be slow and urgent, and slapped it heavily, "Get out of here," but he also spoke in English. \//*/

This is not to say how good his relationship with Nangong Maomao is, he insists on setting up this beam, to be honest, if it is a powerful person or a ruffian in Beijing who comes to find the ballast today, he really doesn't have to make a move, but a black-skinned monkey dares to go wild in front of his buddies, isn't he tired of being crooked?

Everybody knows that. Chen is a racist, and in his eyes, except for the yellow race, all races are monkeys. Of course, if the monkey is sensible and does not offend the "human" language, he can get along with him as an equal. For example, the monkey in England called "Nick".

So, his reaction was simply subconscious, out of deep-seated prejudice, but the stout black man didn't expect that there were still people in the room who dared to do anything with him—we were foreigners.

Chen Taizhong's slap was both heavy and ruthless. The black man didn't catch this hand, and when he boarded, he felt a jerk on his shoulder, and a powerful external force made his body involuntarily turn in a circle.

The body coordination of the black man, that is not to be said - at least the one in front of him did not say, drunk and turned in a circle, the person actually did not fall, shook his head and was slightly stunned, opened his arms and rushed towards Chen Taizhong. \*\

"Tell you to get out of here." Chen Taizhong didn't say much, and flew up and lightly paddled. The guy's body flew directly to the wall, and there was a muffled "tom". There was a big hole in the wall - the walls of this private room were made of light steel keel and gypsum board. There is no problem with sound insulation and heat insulation, but you can't hit it vigorously.

"You dare to hit someone?" Another tall and thin man spoke French, and angrily pointed at Chen Taizhong, "We are from the Rwandan embassy, and you have to pay for your actions!" ”

"You get out of here, who invited you in?" Chen Taizhong shouted angrily, also in French, "You disturbed my private space, be careful that I chop you into pieces." ”

The one got up from the ground, shook his head, and finally understood what was wrong, as soon as he bent down, he picked up the sand around him stiffly, and was about to turn around, only to feel that there was a strong force coming from his buttocks, and he couldn't hold it anymore for a while, and the sand fell to the ground, but the person was rushed by that force, and rolled forward, his buttocks against the back of the sand, his legs stretched forward, and his feet kicked heavily against the wall!

There was a loud "tom", this guy actually kicked the wall out of two holes, and in the private room next door, a couple of men and women were so frightened that they separated from each other. \*\

The woman hastily lowered her skirt, and the plump buttocks disappeared in a flash, but the man was dumbfounded, and his body trembled violently, and before he could put it into his pants, the object threw a white liquid into the air—an unforgettable trembling.

However, the people in front of him didn't have the heart to look at his ugliness, the stout black head rushed down like this, and he was no longer able to show his coordination, the thin man at the door turned around and ran, shouting in his mouth, but this time it was a Beijing accent with a round tone, "You wait for the master." ”

These rabbit ups and downs were wonderful, but the group of people present were dumbfounded, and some people heard what the man said when he came to drag Xiao Wen, and explained in a low voice, but no one understood the French sentence that broke out at the door. ,

"Do you know French?" Su Wenxin glanced at Chen Taizhong, and wondered how much she wanted to wonder, but she was good, at least she could hear the language.

"Let's go, it's boring," Nangong Maomao stood up, although it seemed that the movements were slow and leisurely, but there was no doubt that he left very strongly, but it was just an obstacle, and he was embarrassed to pull his legs and leave. \/*/\

Everyone else also stood up one after another, and they were ashamed to say that these people were not characters in the capital, but they could barely draw into the upper half of the pyramid, and they were forced like this by two inexplicable black people, which was really a bit faceless.

"Don't go if you have a kind," said the guy hanging on the wall, speaking in stammering Chinese, he had pulled out one foot, but the shoes on his foot were gone, and as for the other foot, he couldn't pull it out alive.

"Are you in a hurry?" Chen Taizhong was a little dissatisfied, muttered softly, he could see that everyone was a little jealous of the identity of these two black people, but he was really strange, didn't he say that "the Chinese people have stood up from now on"?

Of course, muttering and muttering, he doesn't walk slowly, it's not that he's afraid of things, think about Deng Yiqiang's rubbing his Lincoln car, and running away without saying a word, which shows that no one in this world likes trouble.

However, the tall man was very envious of Chen Taizhong's skills, so he came over, and when he said this, he had to explain in a low voice, "First-class foreigners, second-class officials, third-class young people, fourth-class men, have provoked foreigners, although we are not afraid, but it is always troublesome." \*\/\”

"Fourth-class man? Do you think it was in the Yuan Dynasty? Chen Taizhong didn't have any ideas, but when he heard this guy say it so slippery and made it all into paragraphs, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart - why are the mouths of Beijingers so damaged?

"It's not in the Yuan Dynasty, but it's true," Yang Ming interjected, turned around and walked out the door, "I don't know how many of these disputes have been handled, and it is a mistake to make a mistake." ”

Walking downstairs to the hall, when he was about to settle the private room fee, several security guards blocked him, "Brother, wait, your private room is broken, you want to leave like this?" ”

"How can you leave if you don't leave like this?" Nangong Maomao didn't have a good face for this bar, and his eyes glared, "You are justified in letting two into our house to spread wild?" ”

"It's not bad if I don't ask you to pay for mental damages, I'm going with that," the tall man also snorted, "You stop ...... again Do you want to open this bar? ”

A group of people were arguing, and they heard a commotion in the hall, and everyone turned around to see that it was four or five black men and two yellow people rushing over murderously, still holding a bench mop or something, "Don't run if you have a kind!" ”

This posture is even more terrifying, Chen Taizhong and Xiao Wen have a total of ten people, just five men and five women, among which Nangong Maomao and Yang Ming are both forty years old, and they seem to be at a loss.

The security guards didn't dare to stop them anymore, and a few people gave way one by one, they didn't want to let people go, but if they fought in a bar, the loss would be too great - they had to fight outside.

When everyone on Chen Taizhong's side saw it, they turned their heads and ran, the ladies were better, the men ran away, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Taizhong was left standing there alone, everyone was not afraid of things, there was really no need to suffer immediate losses.

"Stop!" Chen Taizhong shouted, threw a fixation technique with a movement of his hand, directly fixed the bodies of several people in front of him, stepped forward and kicked the two yellow people away, "Help the abuse, bastard!" ”

There were a few black people left, and he didn't bother to do it, so he turned around and left, a group of security guards saw him and roared, those few stayed there and didn't dare to move, they couldn't help but look at each other, who would dare to stop him?

"This king's domineering spirit is so fierce," watching Chen Taizhong Shi Ran walk out of the door, a security guard muttered softly, and stuck out his tongue again, "Dude, I have seen it today." ”

Except for Xiao Wen, the other four of the five women were walking slowly - men should not be involved in women when they fight, right? It is precisely in this way that Chen Taizhong's courage is clearly seen by them.

Alas, they all ran very well, Chen Taizhong stood at the door to stop the taxi, and said in his heart that when the buddies stopped the car, it would not be too late to let the gang get out, who wanted to look at it, but there was no empty taxi.

In this way, he didn't bother to insist anymore, and his consciousness moved to let go of those people, but he walked leisurely on the road, and said in his heart that if the dogs dared to chase them out, this black light would be blind, and the buddy would not be so polite.

To put it bluntly, he is still in Beijing, at the foot of the sky, he is not familiar with life, and it is not convenient for him to toss around.

As he pondered it, a car slid silently behind him, two snow-white headlights lit up, followed by another whistle, and he looked back in surprise, it was now a BMW.

"Get in the car," Su Wenxin poked her head out of the window next to the driver's seat and waved at him with a smile.

"Thank you," Chen Taizhong pulled the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat with a bright smile on his face, "It looks like my luck is really good." ”

This is not a relationship, he is implying that getting into your car is getting into your car, but it has nothing to do with gambling, I gamble by luck, just like now, it is also lucky.

I just don't know if this woman understands or not?