830 Woman ready to kneel
The speed of the cream man's bag sweeping is too fast, the female boss Song Yuege's body suddenly froze, stunned in place, at this time suddenly a man's figure suddenly flashed next to Song Yue's goose, gently dragged her to the side, only to see the leather bag grazing the female boss's face and flew over, due to the inertia, according to the young man who stood on the right side of Song Yuegoose wearing a dog-like face swept over, only to hear a muffled sound, slammed on the man's face, the man's head was hit by the bag to the right side, Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
"Fourth, I***, what are you doing beating Lao Tzu?" The beaten young man wiped his bloody mouth with his hand, glared at the cream man and roared, the cream man saw that the woman didn't hit his buddy, he was also surprised, and quickly said sorry, the beaten young man didn't seem to appreciate it, rushed up and picked up his fist to smash the cream man's face, seeing this, several other gangster-like men hurriedly hugged the young man and didn't let him do it.
Seeing that he had already said sorry, the other party was still looking for his own business, and he seemed to be unable to help his temperament, and his anger burned, and he began to point at the other party and scold, "Enough, shut up Lao Tzu, what kind of noise, make trouble again, Lao Tzu will step on your two dog's things with one foot." Boss Meng saw that Song Yue'e was pulled aside, glared at the guy who pulled her, and then was about to reprimand, seeing that his two subordinates were still chattering, he was angry for a while, and with a fierce face, he yelled at the two subordinates.
Seeing that the whole hall was quiet, the guy who pulled Song Yuege aside just now asked softly and concernedly, "Boss, are you okay?" We took the total and Company Commander Zheng and asked me to come over and take a look, I really didn't expect these guys to dare to do something to you, it's just too rampant. The proprietress Song Yuege recovered from the shock, and saw that the guy standing next to her and smiling at herself was the guy she had seen in the luxury private room, and she was grateful, thinking that she was being bullied, and she was sad and wronged for a while, and she didn't feel tears flowing out.
"Boss, with us accounting for the total and Company Commander Zheng here, don't be afraid, I won't believe it, Lang Lang Qiankun, although there are still people who are rampant to this kind of Cheng dΓΉ, it's really lawless." The guy was none other than Song Lin, a soldier under Zheng Weimin, who glared at Meng Siping and said loudly.
Just now I heard that Meng Siping's gang in the hall was estimated to cause trouble, Zheng Weimin thought that Song Lin and the proprietress were both surnamed Song, which made people look at him, and asked him to quietly go downstairs to see the development of the situation, and if he didn't work, he would come to the rescue.
Song Lin just arrived at the place of the incident, the cream man picked up the leather bag and smashed it in the face of Song Yuege, the proprietress of the Fun Seafood Pavilion, you must know that Song Lin, as a former soldier, like his old company commander Zheng Weimin, hates men beating women the most, and seven or eight men bully a woman, and the proprietress is surnamed Song with him, what did he say Five hundred years ago, it was still a family, how could this group of people be wild, seeing Song Yue'e frightened in place, at this critical moment, he hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hold Song Yue'e, Lightning pulled her aside and dodged her.
"Little free boy, who the are you, the tube is quite wide, you want to die, right?" Meng Siping, as the owner of the largest bathing city in Jiangzhou City, where has he ever received such a gas, you must know that as the owner of an entertainment venue, there is no backstage behind him, and he can't continue to operate at all, not to mention that his own bathing city and his own backstage are shared, he is even more rampant, how can he put Song Lin, who likes to meddle in front of him, who is only about 1.75 meters tall, in his eyes.
At this time, Meng Siping glared at him, and roared at the six or seven men standing beside him: "Damn, give Lao Tzu a treat, beat him to death, dare to break ground on his mother Lao Tzu's head, it's really blind to your dog's eyes." β
Behind the butt of Meng Siping, an entertainment tycoon, are ordinary people who play with their lives, fights and brawls are commonplace, and it will be uncomfortable if they don't fight for three days.
I saw six or seven fashionably dressed young people, and with a pout, they took out three sticks, machetes, fruit knives, nail gloves and other murder weapons from their respective bags, waists, and legs, and surrounded Song Lin with a hula.
At this time, the proprietress Song Yuege was so frightened that she screamed, she couldn't imagine that these people would come with a guy, if this was a fight, she would not have to kill the guy who saved herself just now, she had the courage to shout: "Mr. Meng, you can't do this, this is going to kill someone, I beg you to do it, you let him go, I will promise you whatever conditions you make." β
At this moment, the guests on the scattered seats in the hall originally wanted to watch the excitement while eating, but suddenly saw that the gang brought by Meng Siping all pulled out their murder weapons, and hurriedly ran out one by one, and took the initiative to leave a few hundred yuan with a conscience, which was considered a meal, some simply took advantage of the chaos to eat a free meal, and some were purely frightened, and they couldn't remember to pay for the bill, so they ran out of the store like birds and beasts.
Song Yuege knew that as long as Meng Siping spoke, she was going to die today, thinking that the guy was causing trouble for herself, and she couldn't ignore it, she quickly cried and said: "Mr. Meng, I beg you to do it, he is still a child, you spare him once, let him go, I will kowtow to you." β
"Get out of the way, you stinky **, after cleaning up this little bastard, I'll come to you again." Meng Siping glanced at Song Yue'e and glared at her, turned around and prepared to command the brothers to do it, completely abolishing Song Lin, Song Lin as a special soldier under Zheng Weimin, the so-called strong general has no weak soldiers, he has never seen any occasion, he has experienced real knives and guns, this kind of scene is too pediatric, not to mention that there is also Captain Zhan, Company Commander Zheng and more than a dozen brothers are supporting themselves in the store, how can he put Meng Siping's gang of miscellaneous in his eyes.
Song Lin stood in the middle with his hands around him, and laughed unconsciously: "Boss lady, you see that the captain is a friend, and there is a total of them, Company Commander Zheng is with us, you are afraid of him as a bird, what do you kneel with him, just have the ability to call them up, I will lie down one by one, and breathe for you." β
"Mr. Meng, don't listen to him, he's really still a child, let's spare him once for the sake of you and our acquaintance, whatever you eat today, I'll give you free, okay, I'll really kneel down for you." Where did Song Yuege see the fight of the special forces, she thought that Song Lin was bold, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't withstand the toss of a few people under Meng Siping with a murder weapon in his hand, she knew that if someone died in the store, her business would be over, and she wouldn't make much money anyway, but Song Lin's child's life was gone, and she was afraid that she would be condemned by conscience for the rest of her life.
Saying that, Song Yue'e really knelt down towards the gray-black tile floor with a pop, and just as Song Yue's knees were about to touch the ground, a pair of powerful hands suddenly held her body from behind, and sneered confidently: "Boss, what are you kneeling for these heavenly things, isn't it a joke?" It's really emotional, Song Lin is fine, I think it's good to let him practice his hands. β