Zhang Han walked into the salon proudly, with fragrant clothes and sideburns, and staggered plans.

"Stop, are you?"

All of them are White Russian personnel, men's suits and leather shoes, women's dresses, princess dresses, flower hats, completely different styles, as soon as Zhang Han entered, he immediately stood out from the crowd.

On the other hand, it's better, everyone is taller than him.

The waiter dragged the wooden tray and blocked him.

Zhang Han smiled: "I still came to your organization, may I ask, who is your leader?" ”

The waiter snapped his fingers, and someone came, a tall young man.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Han didn't speak, because someone rushed in from the outside: "Hey, hey, catch him, he's broken in!" ”

Immediately, the one-meter-ninety man on the opposite side grabbed Zhang Han's arm, "Say, who are you?" ”

Zhang Han smiled, "You didn't see it? You don't even know me? ”

The man was so calm that Zhang Han was stunned, and asked the person who called the police behind: "Is he?" ”

The man was beaten by Zhang Han, and his face was covered with blood: "Robber, robber, troublemaker!" ”

"Hahahaha!" Some handsome young men laughed and pulled Zhang Han to the high platform in front: "Everyone, everyone, I recommend a friend to you today!" ”

The salon quieted down, and the red men and green women who were chatting and dancing were all startled, and gradually moved closer to this side: "Who is he?" ”

"Hehe, a Chinese guy."

"His face is so ugly!"

"What a poor person, broken in appearance, must be a beggar, I heard that there is a salon here, and I was caught sneaking in to find food."

"The Chinese look a little stumbling, it's disgusting."

At least a hundred people, men, women and children, mostly young people, gorgeously dressed, many of them have the badges of the nobility pinned to their bodies, at first glance they are wealthy nobles, but unfortunately, they are outdated, declining nobles in foreign lands.

A beautiful girl, wearing a sexy dress, the fluttering kind, threw what she was holding in her hand and smashed it on Zhang Han's face: "Beat this little mongrel." ”

Zhang Han didn't move, he was smashed in the face with a knot, and the wine slammed, wetting his face, hair and clothes.

The crowd burst into laughter.

An old lady, who was shown to be the Countess, also imitated the girl's movements and smashed the glass over.

There was also an old lady who was holding a Bible and smashed it over, apparently drunk.

"It's fun, play dead bastard. There are so many such bastards, I hate them to death. ”

Several men raised their arms and shouted: "Kill him, kill him!" ”

The man who grabbed Zhang Han's arm turned hideous: "I'm sorry, Chinese Yankee, everyone asked to repair you thief, and I can't help it, this is everyone's place after all, you disturbed our Yaxing, and it can only be repaired." ”

Zhang Han wiped his face with his hand, "Well, it's so fragrant, thank you, thank you, that girl, those two old ladies, I love you, I accept your love for me, we'll see you on the bed later!" ”

The room was quiet for a while, and suddenly there was an uproar: "Soul is faint, you dare to insult the countess?" You're so tired! ”

"It's terrible, it's stupid, he actually talks like this, doesn't he know that our organization is worried that there is no excuse to kill?"

"Ah, I thought he was a thief, but now it seems that he is really a fool."

"Lust makes me faint! Stupid airliners! ”

Zhang Han got angry and looked at the crowd: "Girls, noble ladies, don't be crooked, I know that you lack a sense of security and lack the love and care of men, because most of your men are fighting in the warlord's army and have been killed, and many of you are widows, right?" No problem, today, I decided to take you in, and, that beautiful young woman just now, your Chinese vocabulary level is really catchy! Hey, beauty, do you like to catch chickens? Cute big all the time, hahaha. ”

The crowd was quiet for a while, the sound of cursing, the sound of throwing things, the crowd was furious.

The young man who grabbed Zhang Han's arm burst out laughing.

forced Zhang Han to turn around: "Who are you?" I look at you in the eyes, and I'm not a fool! Do you think life is meaningless and want us to help you end it all? Ah, of course, there is really no point in living a thief like you! ”

"Kill him!"

"Hang him up."

"Break his leg and burn him!"

The crowd was agitated.

Zhang Han waved his right hand, and said in a weird manner: "Beautiful ladies, hello, thank you for your fanatical love, if you kill me, use your powerful body, hang up?" Haha, you guys are so cruel that you deliberately hang my appetite? And who, broken legs? Are you sure you're willing to break my third leg? As for burning, girl, you're a good deal! ”

The man who grabbed Zhang Han's arm was furious.

directly threw Zhang Han onto the high platform, and grabbed his neck with a splitter.

"You insult the elites of our noble Tsarist Majesty, I execute you in the name of your own dignity and Cossacks!"

His arms began to twist, his fingers rattling, his muscles pounding, and his eyes menacing.

A big man of more than 1.9 meters grabbed Zhang Han, like an eagle hanging a chicken.

Everyone in the salon looked at him nervously, some covered their eyes, some talked with relish, some opened their eyes wide, and some shouted hello.

"Come on Peter, come on Peter, Peter is a strong man, he can strangle a cow, strangle this kid, it's too easy!"

"Peter, you're mistaken, don't strangle him here, there's going to be a lot of stinking, drag it outside!"

They, as they spoke, watched, and they suddenly fell silent.

Because, that Peter started to explode!

He shouted loudly, his arms and hands were strong, but he couldn't strangle Zhang Han, and the latter, the clouds were light and light, and he was calm.

"How so?"

"Peter, what are you kidding? Strangle him! ”

Zhang Han smiled: "Thank you for this foreigner brother, my neck used to be a little sore, but now, it is much more comfortable." ”

He grabbed Peter's wrist and began to push hard.

"You?" Peter suddenly shuddered and threw Zhang Han's neck away.

Zhang Han continued to exert force.

Peter's face twitched and trembled.

Zhang Han changed direction slightly.

Peter immediately followed suit and let out a terrible scream.

At any moment, Zhang Han's other fist swung over and hit Peter's chest, and Peter flew out with a whoosh.

The windows were blown open, the delicate Russian-style lattices exploded and shattered, and Peter was gone.

The high platform is the rostrum, and there is a microphone, so I guess there are girls singing here, right?

Zhang Han jumped onto the table on the rostrum, and took the microphone in his hand: "Everyone, the wine party continues, and I will talk about it in half an hour!" ”

(End of chapter)