"We are all the same."

Miss Tong turned around instinctively and saw a tall white man showing a very gentleman smile at her.

"Hi, Miss, can I invite you a drink?"

Obviously, this is a subtext for chatting in a bar, both men and women. However, those who pay for the bill are men. This is also the embodiment of Western gentlemen.

"Okay!" Miss Tong was much more generous than Young Master Lin. She smiled and asked in pure English: "I wonder what wine do you want to invite me to?"

"How is Cupid?" The white man is very gentlemanly.

Before Miss Tong answered, Young Master Lin had already replied on her behalf: "Not really!" and firmly announced the ownership, "My girlfriend only likes to drink the white roses I cooked for her. Please find someone else, sir!"

Most of the foreigners here are white-collar workers, and they usually don’t do too much action. However, the one they met seems different. He completely ignored Mr. Lin’s warning and looked at Miss Tong with a pair of eyes and said, “Miss, why don’t you change to a glass of Western roses?”

Master Lin said that his girlfriend only drank white roses. But the foreigner asked him to exchange for Western roses. This was obviously a provocation. The driver's elder brother was even more impatient than Master Lin.

"Stop talking nonsense, get out of here!"

"What are you? Do you dare to tell me to get out?" The foreigner shouted on the spot. He immediately surrounded a group of foreigners. There were also a few Chinese among them.

"Damn foreigner, what do you think this is?" The driver is also a man of the throne. The entire street is the territory of Longxing Society. As long as he yells, someone will come out to help immediately.

"Hmph!" The foreigner snorted and said disdainfully: "This is Hong Kong, a colony of our British Empire!"

Young Master Lin and Miss Tong frowned at the same time, and they both realized that this group of people came to find fault on purpose. It seemed that they were still coming to them intentionally.

Now the troubles of the Yu family of Qiu's family have been solved. If there are still people who want to cause trouble for them, there is only one. That is the behind-the-scenes pusher who destroyed the plan. Looking at the tone of these people, it is even more certain. The two looked at each other and had formed a tacit understanding.

When the driver heard the "colonial," he was about to take action. However, he was pressed down by Master Lin. Miss Tong said to the group of foreigners in pure English: "I know who you are and why you came. I will give you two ways now, one is to disappear from my eyes immediately and automatically. The other is to throw it out and disappear from my eyes!"

"Since you know who we are, then follow us!" The white man warned proudly: "Otherwise, everyone here will be buried with you!"

That temperament and tone seemed to be the master of this world. With his order, the people in the entire bar would go to hell.

Miss Tong sneered, "Then let's ride a donkey and read the songbook to see who is the burial of whom?" Before Miss Tong could finish her words, Young Master Lin had already taken action.

In a blink of an eye, the group of foreigners who were surrounding him were standing there in a daze. They looked at Master Lin in disbelief and watched him do whatever he wanted on them.

In fact, they were searching for pistols from those guys, kicking them one by one on the spot, and then throwing them out one by one according to Miss Tong’s request.

"Good Kung Fu!" The driver couldn't help but clap and praise. The people watching the fun in the bar couldn't help but applaud. Only a man in black who was sitting in the corner of the bar with his back facing them was drinking his own wine. He didn't even turn his head. It seemed that everything around had nothing to do with him.

Since she knew the origin of the group, Miss Tong looked at everyone here. She naturally noticed the man in black. She found that there seemed to be a familiar smell spreading on the man. However, for a moment, she couldn't remember what the smell was.

Miss Tong stood up and walked slowly towards the man. Now, everyone's eyes were all on Young Master Lin, so naturally no one noticed Miss Tong's departure.

However, Lin Shao's eyes never left Miss Tong. Even when he was dealing with his opponent, he always had a trace of his eyes on her. Seeing her walking towards the corner of the black knee, he immediately chased after him. As soon as he passed, the onlookers couldn't help but turn their eyes away.

Just when Miss Tong was a few steps away from the man in black, the man in black suddenly stood up. He suddenly turned around, and his four fangs were bared on his pale face, which was so conspicuous and terrifying.

The surroundings were silent, and obviously everyone was shocked. Miss Tong was also a little stunned. She finally remembered the familiar smell on him. It was the breath that the referee in the Tailing Pavilion had when he was sick.

Just as Miss Tong was stunned, the man in black was not stunned. He opened his arms and rushed towards Miss Tong like a big black bat. The speed was indescribable.

"Xiao Xin let go!" Master Lin exclaimed, and flew over and pushed Miss Tong away with anger. He suddenly felt a torn pain on his shoulder. He was not vague. He turned around and punched the man in black. The guy was beaten to the point of his head, but he gritted his teeth and refused to let go. He pulled off a piece of meat from Master Lin's shoulder.

Looking at the blood gushing out from Young Master Lin, the man in black had a pair of blood-congested Tongling's big eyes shining. He spit out the piece of flesh, and his bright red tongue added to the blood at the corner of his mouth. The satisfied look seemed to have received some nectar and jade dew.

Miss Tong was pushed by Master Lin and staggered. She stood firm and turned around and saw this scene. Her face turned pale and her eyes suddenly became narrow. "Looking for death!" She cursed and pulled out the dagger on her body to join the battlefield.

"Ghost!" The crowd, who was watching the fun, finally realized it and then scattered. The driver did not leave. He grabbed a beer bottle in his hand and rushed to the side but couldn't find a chance to start.
Chapter completed!