"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Dongzi hurriedly took a half step back and bowed to the woman.

"Smack!" When the woman looked up, it was actually a hillbilly in a yellow coat, and she immediately felt greatly insulted, and raised her hand to slap Dongzi hard.

Dongzi was stunned. It's not that it hurts, but I didn't expect a woman to do it at all.

Since I can remember, except for my mother, no woman has ever beaten herself, let alone been slapped in the face. He stared at the woman blankly, in a trance.

At this time, the man in the car got down. This man was tall, with a big nose, blue eyes, a full beard, and a big belly, but he was a foreigner. The foreigner, who looked to be in his fifties, didn't know what was going on, but when he saw the woman clashing with another man, he rushed over in a few steps and punched Dongzi hard.

"Boom!" Dongzi, who was still in a daze, was caught off guard and was punched heavily in the face. He fell on his back, his nosebleed wildly, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"A hillbilly who doesn't have long eyes, even my aunt and grandmother dare to touch it, and beat me to death!" The woman yelled viciously, raised her high heels and kicked at Dongzi.

The foreigner heard the woman's shout, raised his foot and kicked at Dongzi. This guy raised his long legs, one on his left and one on his right, and was very fierce.

Dongzi's punch was full of stars, and before he could react, the high heels came up, followed by even more ferocious cowhide shoes. He was kicked back and forth, but the other party had no intention of stopping, and one kick was heavier and the other was harder than the other.

At this time, two more cars came in from outside, and they didn't stop until they were in front of the foreigner. A foreigner came out of a car, also in his fifties, with a pointed chin and a big belly. Then a woman came out, like the woman in front of her, with an oriental face, in her twenties, and she looked good, but she had a flattering face.

Another car got up and down, a man and a woman, both with oriental faces. The man is in his forties, and the woman is in her twenties, and their faces are full of dust.

A few people walked up to the foreigner who was kicking people, looked at the mad dog-like foreigner, and then looked at the guy rolling on the ground, and laughed on his back, like an owl howling in the middle of the night.

Outside the hotel, Long Hao squatted under the wall, smoking leisurely. Zhao Wenqing and Wang Jinghui also leaned against the wall and looked around.

A small sleeper drove over and rushed straight into the hotel yard with little to no slowdown. The three of them didn't care, it was normal for such a high-end hotel to get in and out of a few high-end cars.

After a while, two more cars came. The three of them didn't look at it, and they were spitting smoke rings on their backs, more than anyone's smoke rings. Dongzi has already entered, so he simply let him see enough, and it doesn't hurt to wait a little longer. Anyway, there is a yellow coat, and I can't freeze.

What kind of voice came from the courtyard. Long Hao listened attentively, but didn't think much about it. It wasn't until there was a wild laugh and a few screams from inside that he realized something was wrong, jumped up, threw away the cigarette butt, and turned to rush into the hotel.

Zhao Wenqing and Wang Jinghui also heard the wild laughter inside, threw away the cigarette butts, turned around and rushed to the hotel.

The more the foreigner kicked, the more excited he became, as if the ground was not a big living person, but some kind of plaything. Several other people gathered around, shaking their heads and laughing wildly, admiring the rare scene.

Dongzi held his head and rolled all over the ground. He was fully conscious, but he couldn't get up.

The foreigner kicked in two places, one in the abdomen and the other in the head. The abdomen can only be kicked, and the pain has to be endured. But the head can't work, if you get kicked, you may have to pass out, and if you don't get it, your life will be gone. He clasped his head in both hands to prevent the kick from hitting the vital spot.

I don't know how much hatred the dog mongrel has, and the kick is too ferocious. At first, I could bear it, but then I couldn't help it, and as long as I was kicked, I screamed in pain. He didn't think about Long Hao and the others coming in, he just thought about not kicking it anymore, it was too painful.

"Stop!" Long Hao rushed into the courtyard, rushed to Dongzi in a few steps, and blocked the crazy foreigner.

"Hey, another one." The foreigner was kicking happily, and suddenly saw a person in front of him. He fixed his eyes and saw that like the hillbilly on the ground, he was also wearing a yellow coat, and he was even more excited, and he kicked Long Hao is way.

"Wait!" Long Hao flashed to the side, dodging the foreigner's iron hooves.

At this time, Zhao Wenqing and Wang Jinghui also rushed in. The two ran to Dongzi's side and helped Dongzi, whose face was covered with blood, up.

A few people gathered around, but they didn't move. The three people rushed in at once, all of them were young people, and they were always a little jealous.

However, they did not take these young men in yellow coats seriously. Several drivers came down, and their strength was twice as strong as the other party. What's more, with his noble status, no matter how many people on the other side are, they don't dare to make mistakes, only to be beaten.

"Why did you hit him?" Long Hao pointed to Dongzi and questioned the foreigner in Mandarin with a slight northwest accent.

"He bullied my woman." Foreigner Chinese is quite slippery, with a bit of a northeast accent.

"Impossible!" Long Hao glanced at the woman next to him.

If you want to say anything else, you may still have some faith, but if you want to say that you are bullying women, it is absolutely impossible. Especially Dongzi, not to mention bullying women, it's impossible to even say a few more words to women.

"Why can't it be? As soon as I got out of the car, he quietly pounced. If I hadn't dodged so fast, he would have knocked me down. He still didn't dodge, he hit his body, and his leather boots were also dirty from him. The woman pointed to the bright red leather boots on her feet.

Long Hao took a closer look, and sure enough, there were some marks on the front of the leather boots, which were exactly the same as the marks on the soles of his travel shoes. The touring shoes they bought together, but the colors were different, and the other styles including the soles were exactly the same.

"I've already apologized." Dongzi leaned on Zhao Wenqing's body, his chest rising and falling violently.

If it weren't for Zhao Wenqing and Wang Jinghui, he would have pounced on him, and he would have tore up the foreigner who beat him and ate it.

"Apologize? This is leather boots imported from Europe, and you want to solve it with an apology? The woman in leather boots pointed at Dongzi.

"So what?" Dongzi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Compensation, must be compensated!" Woman in leather boots jumping on her feet.

"Compensation? Okay, I'll give it to you......" Dongzi said and was about to pounce up.

"Alright, don't talk about it. This great ...... Miss, he is my brother, and everything is as I say. Long Hao stopped Dongzi.

At that time, the word Miss had not yet been tarnished, and it was still an honorific title for girls. It's a pity that within a few years, this incomparably noble praise was called bad, which is really sad.

"According to you? Well, as you say. As I said earlier, you have to pay for it. The woman in leather boots looked at Long Hao, her face full of arrogance.

"Yes, it must be compensated, and it must be doubled." The bearded foreigner squinted at Long Hao.

"Not only double the compensation, but also apologize to this boss." Another foreigner with a pointed chin pointed to the bearded foreigner, and his Chinese was also quite numb.

"Apologize? Why apologize? Long Hao looked at the foreigner with a pointed chin.

"That's a foreigner, Uncle Yang, so I have to apologize." The middle-aged man from the East spoke.

"That means, foreigners have to apologize, no matter what they do?" Long Hao glared at the middle-aged man.

"Huh, do you still have to ask? Isn't it natural to apologize to Lord Yang? The woman next to the foreigner with a pointed chin held the foreigner's arm.

"What does that mean, he hit my brother, and I have to apologize to him?" Long Hao pointed to the bearded foreigner.

"Yes, he beat your brother, and that's your brother's honor. But your brother didn't appreciate it, rolled around, made the foreigner fight uncomfortable, and kicked it painfully, then you have to apologize. The woman next to the middle-aged man smiled cheaply.

"Oh, it really subverted my three views......" Long Hao shook his head lightly.

"What's the matter, hurry up and give me the boots." The woman in leather boots couldn't stand it anymore.

"What's the compensation?" Long Hao looked at the woman in leather boots.

"What's the compensation? Of course, it's a loss for boots! I just bought it from Europe, and the first time I wore it today, I was damaged by this hillbilly, which is really unlucky. ”

"But...... At this point, where can I buy you boots? Or, lose money, right? ”

"What's the loss? Can you afford to lose? I bought it with a knife, do you know what a knife is? ”

"No matter what kind of knife it is, isn't it money?"

"Money? Do you think the tickets on your body are called money? Tell you, my aunt never wants that thing, it's dirty! My aunt and grandmother only spend a beautiful knife, and if there is a beautiful knife, I will compensate my aunt and grandmother, but there is no beautiful knife, hum! ”