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Chapter Seventeen Save the Beauty

Li Mengqi, who was busy at work, didn't realize that her love affair had been leaked. What was terrible was that someone was watching her, and they were saying dirty words while watching.

Du Feng looked at Li Mengqi, who was unaware. Although he was angry at the two perverts, he didn't feel like getting angry at this time.

The customer is God, this is the eternal truth.

But now these two guys were looking at Li Mengqi's beauty with lustful eyes. Although they had nothing to do with Du Feng, they still made him feel uncomfortable.

"Ahem!" Du Feng pretended to cough twice, wanting to give her a heads up. He turned to look at Li Mengqi, but who knew that this girl didn't hear it at all, and still squatted there carefully to pack her things. The low-waisted pants seemed to have slipped off again.

It took a lot, and most of the buttocks were almost ready to gushing out.

Du Feng's actions have been spied on by the two people. They are young, in their early twenties. Although they both have weird hairstyles, they still retain the childish image of half a student.

The two of them saw that Du Feng was going to ruin their good deeds, and they were upset because their dirty deeds were discovered, so they naturally became angry.

"Hey! I said you little waiter had better give me some eyesight, ***! Get out of here!" One of the guys with short hair scolded Du Feng softly, while not forgetting to observe Li Mengqi's movements at all times.

Seeing that alluring apple-shaped butt, I almost drooled.

These two guys didn't take Du Feng seriously at all. Even though Du Feng was tall and almost a head taller than them, they didn't have any fear at all. At first glance, he looked like a stupid young man or a gangster from somewhere.

Du Feng originally just wanted to remind Li Mengqi to let her know that she was being spied on, but he never expected that the two boys at table 3 would dare to speak rudely to him.

"Snapped!"

Du Feng slammed the menu on the bar, stood up from his seat and walked to table 3.

"Are you talking to me?" He glared at the two people with cold eyes.

"Shout! How dare this little waiter dare to challenge us? You're so tired!" The other young man at table No. 3 didn't even look at him, but looked at the short-haired boy with a weird smile.

"I'll count to three, keep the meal money, and get out of here right now!" Du Feng's tone increased, but he still tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, his voice was very low, and the diners at several tables in the distance were not disturbed in any way.

Still exchanging cups and cups.

"**!" The short-haired boy suddenly stood up, took out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed Du Feng fiercely without saying a word.

Du Feng didn't even move half an inch. He turned his wrist violently like a snake, grabbed the hand of the short-headed boy holding the knife, and broke it with all his strength. He only heard a scream, a "clang", and the dagger fell.

above the ground.

Du Feng was already angry and didn't give him any chance to resist. "Pah!" He hit the short-haired boy hard on the face with a big, firm backhand slap.

This slap was so fierce and so powerful that the boy with an inch-headed head couldn't stand upright and fell to his seat, his eyes filled with gold stars.

The other person was completely stunned. He originally reached out to pick up the sharp weapon, but at this time he retracted his hand obediently.

The guests at other tables turned their heads when they heard the loud noise, and took a deep breath when they saw the anger on Du Feng's face and the panic expressions of the two boys in front of the dinner table.

The boy's right face was red and purple, and was slowly swelling.

Is there any justice for a waiter to beat up a diner? Even though I thought so, no one dared to step forward. After all, the smartest choice is to keep your head down and remain silent if it has nothing to do with you. Besides, none of them knew what was going on.

clear.

"Are you two trying to kill me with the knives? Hehe! Can this crap thing be used against me?" Du Feng raised his toes, and the dagger on the ground rose into the air. He struck the dagger's handle fiercely in the air.

With the palm of his hand, there was only a "snap" sound, the dagger broke into two pieces in the air, the handle and the blade separated directly, and then they both fell to the ground again.

Everyone was dumbfounded. This dagger was a commercial product, and the connection between the handle and the blade was extremely hard. They didn't expect that this little waiter could split it in half in the air. This is such palm power, it seems that it can only be seen in martial arts dramas.

Only then can we see it.

Li Mengqi was disturbed by the sudden noise. She stood up and turned around to look, only to find that Du Feng was furious at the two diners at table 3.

Li Mengqi was shocked, thinking that it was over now, Du Feng had caused trouble, and it was the most ignorant act to offend a customer. She immediately walked over.

"What's going on?" Li Mengqi looked at her mother who was busy outside the restaurant door and asked in a low voice.

Although Du Feng went too far, she still couldn't help but want to put pressure on him. It would be terrible if her parents knew about this.

What my parents hate the most is being unreasonable to guests, and even hitting them with their hands!

When the two boys saw Li Mengqi approaching, they couldn't help but panic. In addition, the right side of the short-haired boy's face was burning with pain. They looked at each other, dropped their food money and ran out as if they were flying away.

Some distance away from the "BBQ Food Stall", the two of them found a stone platform and sat down. The short-haired boy took out his phone and dialed a series of numbers.

After hanging up the phone, the two of them took a deep breath. The short-haired boy touched his swollen right face and forced out a sly smile: "Hey! Waiter, just wait for me!"

At Shanghai Pudong Airport, a handsome young man slowly walked towards the passenger plane staircase. He was about 20 years old. He was dressed in a brand-name outfit that exuded a rich and noble temperament that was different from ordinary people. This outfit coupled with his angular face made him even more heroic.

pressing.
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