Master Zhang didn't know any fighting skills at all, and he didn't have any experience in street fights, so he was just an honest ordinary person.

It was quite terrifying for an honest man to be forced to be in a hurry, and the sharp meat chopping knife slashed straight at the bald head Biao's head.

The bald head Biao is the kind of gangster who often mixes on the streets, and this kind of thing is a common thing for him to raise a knife to face each other, the corners of his mouth outline a touch of ridicule, and his strong body moves, and the meat knife slams onto the dining table, and most of the blades sink into the dining table.

"Fuck you, old thing, I think you're tired and crooked!"

The bald head picked up the chair under him and smashed it heavily on Master Zhang's back, forcing Master Zhang to directly crack the dining table, and suddenly fell to the ground, spitting out a stream of blood.

"Master Zhang!"

Seeing that Master Zhang was beaten and vomited blood, Shen Yanhong's face changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down to support him.

Shen Yanhong was originally wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam, she squatted, the spring light was infinitely sudden, a pair of plump and delicate under the heart collar trembled, and the cheongsam that slit to the root of the thighs was lifted, not only the slender beautiful legs were unabashed, but even the purple lace pants wrapped in the secret spring were also looming.

Seeing this blood-pumping scene, the bald head Biao was even more sexually interested, and his body's reaction became more and more obvious, and he couldn't wait to throw Shen Yanhong on the bed to ecstasy.

Blood flowed out along the corners of Master Zhang's mouth, his face was as pale as rice paper, but he never forgot to remind Shen Yanhong: "Sister Hong, run...... ...... from the back door I'll stop them for you......"

As he spoke, Master Zhang staggered to his feet again, glaring at the bald head angrily.

The bald and vicious eyes were full of mockery and smiled: "I can't imagine that you old thing is quite resistant, it's right for heroes to save beauty, but you must also see the situation clearly, even you dare to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs, purely looking for death!"

Leng Buding kicked Master Zhang in the abdomen, with great force, where was Master Zhang's bald opponent, his body instantly arched, and he fell to the ground again.

"What are you still doing in a daze, and you haven't stepped forward to help!"

Shen Yanhong's eyes turned red when she saw this, and she turned to the young and sturdy waiters behind her.

"Who the dares to meddle in their own affairs, it's going to end up like this old thing!"

The bald head swept through the crowd with fierce eyes, his face was hideous, and he stepped on the back of Master Zhang's hand and stepped on it hard, so painful that Master Zhang screamed miserably.

The male waiters, including De Zai, are all afraid and timid, although they really want to show their masculinity in front of Shen Yanhong, but the bald head is not easy to mess with, and there are more than ten subordinates behind him, although they are superior in numbers, but where are the opponents of these street gangsters.

Seeing that the male waiters were all as timid as rats, Shen Yanhong felt desperate, and then saw Master Zhang almost fainting when he was trampled by the bald head Biao, and with a bite of his silver teeth, he stepped forward and begged as if he had made up his mind: "Bald Biao, you release Master Zhang, you just need to release the person and ask me to do it...... You can do anything!"

The bald head Biao was waiting for this sentence, he loosened his feet, hugged his arms in front of his chest, and looked at the beautiful lady in front of him with lustful eyes: "Then take off all the clothes on your body for Lao Tzu!"

"Here?!" Shen Yanhong exclaimed.

"You'd better show me clearly, now I'm in charge, where I say it's where it is!"

The bald head is full of smugness and arrogance, enjoying the sense of accomplishment of mastering the whole situation.

"The hostess...... Don't!" Master Zhang was in pain, but he still tried his best to persuade him.

"Damn old thing, shut up Lao Tzu!!"

The bald head was furious, and the strength under his feet strengthened, so painful that Master Zhang screamed again.

"I take off ...... I'll take it off!"

Shen Yanhong closed her eyes in despair, raised her hands like jade lotus, and unbuttoned the cheongsam with her slender fingers, one by one.

In a short time, the heart-shaped collar was unfastened, revealing the meat balls wrapped in a purple lace cover, and most of the two pairs of meat balls were exposed to the air, and all the men in the restaurant watched unscrupulously.

Because Shen Yanhong was standing facing the bald head, the male waiters standing behind Shen Yanhong did not have such eyes. They only saw the collar of the cheongsam that was clinging to Shen Yanhong's body spread out to the sides, although they couldn't see the pair of plumps on her chest, but just by imagining it, it was like a part of their body standing tall and strong.

The waiters were eager to join the bald men right now and enjoy the scenery they had always dreamed of.

At this time, Shen Yanhong was full of despair, although she knew that even if she took off her clothes and cleaned her body, the bald head Biao would never give up, and even threatened this matter in the future, but what could she do, she was just a woman.

For some reason, Shen Yanhong's mind came up with Li Xuedong's appearance, the little boy with clear and clean eyes.

Could it be that in addition to treating him as her own brother, she really has a passion for that little man, and even does not hesitate to do this for him?!

Even Shen Yanhong herself has begun to be confused, she doesn't know whether her concern for Li Xuedong is family affection or love, maybe it's both.

"Why did you stop, keep taking it off!"

The bald head Biao stopped when he saw Shen Yanhong unbutton a few buttons, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and shouted.

The upper body of the cheongsam falls to the waist with smooth skin, although Shen Yanhong is more than thirty years old, her body is quite well maintained, and her muscles are smooth and girly, and she is shining with a porcelain-like luster under the light.

De Tsai and the others standing behind Shen Yanhong were going crazy, with high black hair, plump and sexy shoulders and jade waist, a touch of purple in the middle of the BRA, and snow-white skin all over their eyes.

The jade lotus-like arm reached behind his back, ready to undo the purple buckle.

The eyes of everyone present were staring directly at Shen Yanhong, waiting for the moment when Shen Yanhong released the fullness of her chest.

The only stark contrast was Master Zhang's weak and muffled invective.

"Take it off! Take it off!"

The black vests standing behind the bald head Biao didn't know who couldn't wait to shout, and the other black vests immediately responded, glaring at Shen Yanhong as if shouting slogans.

Not only the bald people, but even the male waiters who welcomed customers to the hot pot restaurant, although they didn't say anything, they were like those black vests in their hearts, shouting 'take off'.

Pearl-like tears rolled down Shen Yanhong's delicate face, and the fingers holding the purple buckle trembled violently.

She felt desperate for all this, desperate for nothing, could anyone come to her rescue?

Bang bang bang!

Just when everyone was looking forward to the grand occasion coming, the door of the hot pot restaurant was suddenly knocked on, and then a young man's voice was heard: "Is there anyone?