When the people around saw Zhang Longchu's arrogant attitude, they were all stunned, and the noisy sound in the entire bar was a little smaller for a while, but then many drinkers immediately burst out into laughter for fear that the world would not be chaotic, shouting, "Up, Yuli, go up, use your slender thighs to clip this kid's head off, that's what you're best at...";

"I bet this foreign kid will have to suffer at least a broken hand and foot before he will be thrown out, 50,000 rupees, does anyone want to follow, cash betting, no credit...";

"It's really stuffy today, I finally have some entertainment, I hope to see blood in a while, hehe, see blood..."...

In the midst of this clamour, the light-brown-skinned bewitching girl in front of the round wine table looked at Zhang Longchu with silky eyes, and said softly: "Have you heard everyone's wishes, young gentleman, they want me to break your hands and feet, or even pull off your head, but I am a reasonable and kind person, so I am not willing to do that."

Listen, whoever you have in your hand with an antique woodblock print or a box or something, it's all mine, so put it back on the table now, and I'll act like nothing happened.

Ask for a glass of wine, oh, it looks like you shouldn't be an adult yet, then please have a juice and let you leave safely, otherwise, soon you will regret why you were born in this world. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the young Asian man in a neat suit sitting next to her suddenly said in a solemn voice: "Did you hear Miss Yuli's words, sir, if you lose something, go to the police station to report the crime." It's not a good idea to come here to trouble us.

Akai. Help Miss Yuri get her stuff back and buy this gentleman a glass of juice. Send him out. ”

"Yes, young master." A bare-headed strong man sitting at the table next to the Asian youth replied angrily and stood up.

Seeing this scene, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Longchu's mouth, sighed, and said in a low voice: "That is, the communication is ineffective, and it can only be solved by violence."

Hey, it's a bad omen that the first day of the trip went so bad...". While he was talking to himself, the big man named Akai had already approached Zhang Longchu and reached out to grab the strange box he was holding.

At this moment, an ice hockey ball with a diameter of more than ten centimeters suddenly flew through the air from the door of the bar, instantly hitting Akai's head, freezing his consciousness, causing his huge body to fall forward silently, and was about to hit Zhang Longchu, when suddenly a taller figure crossed a distance of more than ten meters in one step. Charging up, he lifted Akai with one hand and threw him to the ground.

"The caster, the samurai of the transcendent flesh..." Someone couldn't help but exclaim, and the shouting voices around suddenly disappeared without a trace.

In the chaotic underworld, a few glasses of wine drunkenly mock a young boy who can't do anything about himself. It is two completely different concepts from mocking a raptor crossing the river, and when you go out, you will casually follow the two transcendent guards. The possibility of the latter is definitely much greater than the former.

Other drinkers didn't dare to continue to provoke Zhang Longchu, but the two people who had already provoked him had no intention of backing down. I saw that the Asian young man raised his voice with a pale face, and ordered to the two bodyguards who stood up immediately when they saw the accident and surrounded him: "Ade, Hu Biao, Akai who others have dealt with like this, how can you go and come back." Apparently not afraid of the transcendent.

But the two bodyguards listened to his orders but didn't have any intention of attacking, and the older one said, "Young master, the master ordered before going out, everything is important for your safety, and now in this situation, it is better not to do it or not to do it." He let the young Asian lips tremble, just guarding his side.

And the bewitching girl became cold at this time, and muttered in a low voice, "No wonder I drew a thorn in the tarot card yesterday, and it turned out that I had to deal with a few miscellaneous fish by myself today...", twisting her body like a snake, and rushed towards Zhang Longchu.

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded, "Yuli, don't you understand the rules if others don't understand it, it's okay to fight in my store, but if you damage something, you have to pay according to the price, if you use extraordinary strength, don't make any sense, the compensation will rise directly to one million rupees, otherwise you will be picked up and thrown out, can you afford to pay?" ”

Yuri paused, turned to look at the bar and looked at the man between middle and old age who appeared behind the bar at some point, with the deep facial features typical of Indians, a rare sturdy figure, and a Buddha tattooed on his eyebrows, and shouted angrily, "Uncle Tu Lu, it's obvious that this kid is here to mess with my business today."

And it was his people who did it first, even if he had to lose money, he had to pay. Although the tone was bad, he did not continue to act rashly.

"Didn't your father hand you over before he died," Tu Hao said while wiping his sweat with a wine glass: "The pickpocket was found by the master, as long as the things have not been taken off, they must be returned to the people immediately, otherwise they will be robbers."

You don't understand the rules at a young age, and you have to blame others for taking the initiative to provoke you, are you blind as an uncle? ”

"Hmph, the rules of the old antique still have to be observed, you and my dead ghost father are both stone-headed..." Hearing this, Yuli argued speechlessly, and then turned her head to look at Zhang Longchu and said, "Boy, count yourself lucky, take your broken box and get out." ”

"What about the contents other than the box?" Zhang Longchu looked at Yuli's eyes without giving in, and said expressionlessly, his eyes became more and more cold and looked at him for a while, Yuli suddenly roared: "Originally, I could have a better time going back to New Delhi in the future, but it turned out to be as comfortable as the United States, what a hell of a life."

Hamono and Ikus can't get you two here, give him all the damn boy's stuff back, and tell him to get out of front of me, quick, quick, quick..."

"Yes, yes, Miss Yuri." The two thin Indian teenagers, who didn't know that they had just been hiding in the corner of the bar, agreed in unison, hurried to Yuri's side, and threw two packets of miscellaneous items wrapped in rags on the wine table.

With an old model of tablet brain, a few changes of shorts, a sweatshirt, and a bunch of small but lifelike humanoid statues, Zhang Longchu took back his lost items one by one to the strange object box, shrugged his shoulders and said to Yuli, "Now we are clear." After hesitating, he took the initiative to walk in front of Tu Hao, who was still wiping his wine glass.

He took out a thick stack of 5,000 yuan a piece of rupees and a credit card from his pocket, put them on the bar, he bowed slightly, and said in a respectful tone: "This is compensation for the use of extraordinary power in your store, sir, and I knocked your janitor unconscious in order to enter the bar to recover the stolen goods, please forgive me." ”

"A sensible young man, hey, there's no excuse to shoot at you now, it's really boring." The bar owner sighed, put down the bar, muttered regretfully, left the cash, threw the credit card back to Zhang Longchu, and greeted the young white bartender foreman next to him, "John, watch the scene, I'm going to rest." He turned and walked into a secret door behind the bar.

Seeing Tu Lu, who couldn't see the depth, but faintly gave himself a huge sense of oppression, Zhang Longchu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then a gentle voice came from his ear, "Do you need a drink or something, sir, I'm invited." ”

"Thanks, then bring me a glass of black label whiskey, with ice and no water." Zhang Longchu originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, if he wanted to inquire about the news of Aman Sahua's plane, this kind of entrant was not a normal salaryman, and the mixed bar was undoubtedly a very suitable place, so he took the opportunity to sit down in front of the bar and smiled at the bartender foreman.

"Wait a minute." John quickly poured the wine and put it in front of Zhang Longchu, Zhang Longchu drank the mellow whiskey, 'ah...' let out a comfortable sip of wine, and threw the credit card in his hand on the bar again, "Another glass of whiskey, John, besides, I'll ask for a round of wine, whatever you want, and apologize to everyone in the bar for the offense just now." ”

"Oh, what a generous and polite man you are, sir." John smiled, poured another glass of wine for Zhang Longchu, and pulled a bright copper bell on the bar sideways, with a burst of 'poof...", the pleasant bell pointed at Zhang Longchu and shouted: "This gentleman invites everyone to have a drink, whatever wine you want, I apologize to everyone for the offense just now." ”

When the words landed, there was a burst of cheers because of Zhang Longchu's intrusion into the bar, "Oh, this is my favorite moment, especially if you can order any wine, hahaha...";

"If you are willing to treat yourself like this, you can be offended a few more times, young man, I want your pockets not to be empty...";

"A big cup of agave, the bigger the glass, the better John, no ice, no water, the purest, the fiercest...", restore the lively atmosphere of the past.

Feeling that the indifference and slightly hostile eyes of the drinkers looking at him gradually disappeared, Zhang Longchu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and picked up the wine glass in greeting, thinking in his heart, "It seems that what is played in the movie is right."

In this kind of half-white and half-black place, it is not enough to rely on strong strength alone, you must have both strength and means to eat. He was secretly smug, when he suddenly heard someone behind him ask unceremoniously: "Boy, it seems that you have a lot of spare money, what are you doing in New Delhi?" ”

"Miss Yuli, is that right," Coming back to his senses, Zhang Longchu frowned and turned his head to look at Yuli with a cold face, shrugged his shoulders and asked, "What do I do in New Delhi has anything to do with you?" (To be continued.) )