The manager was so angry that he kicked the waiter in the butt:

"You just know how to eat, can you make a difference? This guy's quality is one of a kind, he's a fat pig who's in a hurry for money, and he doesn't know the big shot, so he has no choice but to sell him to us. We can't be as stupid as her.

"After we get him, we must train him well, teach him rules, teach him skills, and teach him to watch the words and expressions of the powerful to please the powerful. Even if it takes a year and a half, he must be transformed from one in a hundred to one in a thousand!

"What is the concept of choosing one from a thousand? Think about it with your pig brain!"

The waiter was so enlightened that his eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Select one from a thousand, that is a famous prostitute of the generation, a person like Master Li and Su Xiaoxiao!"

The manager snorted proudly and looked at the person with his nose: "Now do you know how much wealth this kid can bring us? I have taught you long ago that there is no way out by selling raw materials. We have to sell finished products and added value. Then

This is a business that can make huge profits!

"After selling him, are you still worried that there will be less meat to eat? It's enough to kill you!"

"My cousin is wise!"

The waiter was in high spirits and expressed sincere admiration. Soon, he showed a lewd smile and licked his lips lewdly, "Cousin, let me do the job of teaching him skills? With him,

With such qualities, ladies are definitely not the only ones who are interested in him!"

The manager rolled his eyes at him angrily: "You slut, you can't help it when you see someone with a good face. A dog-thing that can only look at faces, you are really impressed!"

"Okay, I'll give you a chance this time. If he really wins the favor of the big shot in the future and sells it for a good price, I can repay you in front of the boss."

The waiter heard the sound of nature and immediately took out a machete from under the bar, stood up suddenly, and walked towards him impatiently: "Cousin, what are you waiting for? Catch him quickly! Since drugging doesn't work, let's give him

Come on, I'll give him a good technical lesson today!"

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When the meal was almost finished, Concubine Yang stood up. She finally no longer covered herself up, and there was no need to continue to cover up. She held the table with her hands and stared at Zhao Ning murderously.

The manager and four big men in black gathered around him. Except for him, the other four people all had a simple machete in their hands, which was exactly the same as Yang Guifei's knife.

"You bastard! What trick did you use? Why did nothing happen to you after you took the drug?!" Yang Guifei became angry. She picked up her clothes and dug around her waist, then used her usual murder knife.

He pulled it out from the fat seam and pointed straight at Zhao Ning's nose.

Zhao Ning shook his head and sighed slightly.

He is a cultivator in the realm of celestial beings who can open the gates of heaven to other worlds. If his physical fitness is so weak that he can be injured by mortal poison, then what great laws can there be in this universe?

"You dare to show off when you are about to die? Believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot?!"

When Yang Guifei saw that the manager had already ordered his subordinates to prepare for action, the customers at the surrounding tables backed away one after another. Feeling that she was so powerful, she couldn't help but feel extra domineering.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was stunned.

Yes, she already owns a gun, so why would she use a knife? A short-barreled shotgun or a pistol, in terms of lethality and deterrence, is much stronger than a machete.

Thinking of this, she immediately became happy and reached out to dig into the flesh.

However, she was destined to be unable to take out anything. Before her fingers touched the gun, her collapsed nose suffered another heavy blow.

This time it was Zhao Ning who beat her.

Like last time, Concubine Yang still didn't see clearly how Zhao Ning took action, and her eyesight went dark.

What was different from last time was that this time she suffered a more severe blow and fell into a coma.

Before she lost consciousness, Yang Guifei's last thought was - it's over, I've spent a lot of money to fix my nose, which can't be saved now...

What she didn't expect at this moment was that Zhao Ning's punch destroyed not only her nose, but her entire face - her entire face was bruised and bruised.

Before he lightly punched Concubine Yang's plump body, Zhao Ning had already flipped the table and swung it to the side, hitting two black men.

The table instantly shattered into countless pieces, and two big men flew out one after another, knocking over many tables and cutlery, and falling to the ground with a bloody head and broken bones and tendons.

The leftovers, bowls, chopsticks and dishes increased the lethality. When the two black men fell to the ground, many fragments were stabbed into their faces and bodies. They rolled on the ground in pain, and their wailing sounds were worse than the other.

"Oh, Mike, my old man, what's wrong with you? Just bear with me for a moment and watch me chop this birdman to death with two swords to avenge you!

"Oh, oh... Mike, help me, help me quickly, help me!"

The third thug's hands and feet were broken and he fell to the ground, howling and squirming, with runny nose and tears. He was so miserable that he almost called his mother.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye - a real blink of an eye - and then the only ones standing in front of Zhao Ning were the hotel manager and his waiter cousin.

The waiter who was twisting the machete was stunned on the spot, his mouth was wide open, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground. He stared at Zhao Ning blankly, as if he had no brain cells.

It wasn't until the machete fell to the ground with a clang that he was suddenly startled and woke up as if from a dream. When he saw Zhao Ning walking towards him, he immediately screamed strangely and turned around to run away.

With a bang, a chair twisted in Zhao Ning's hand hit the waiter on the back of the head, neck, and back.

The waiter fell to the ground with a bang, his head was blown, his neck was broken, he was lying on the ground twitching randomly, his bloodshot eyes were staring at him, blood bubbles were spitting out from his mouth, and he seemed to have lost most of his life.

The manager reacted faster than his cousin. In shock and fear, he ran to the kitchen first, trying to escape through the back door. To be fair, he was very agile. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was as fast as a tiger or a leopard, which was within the limits of ordinary humans.

Very close.

He is fast, Zhao Ning is faster than him.

He ran wildly, while Zhao Ning took a leisurely stroll.

One was panicked and the other was calm and collected.

Under such a sharp and unique contrast, Zhao Ning, who was at the back, suddenly reached the manager's side.

When the manager turned his head and saw Zhao Ning, his facial features seemed to jump up one by one.

Zhao Ning, who showed no expression, casually waved his hand, slapped the manager on the forehead, and simply knocked him to the ground. The manager's body turned over due to the force, and his forehead was the first to hit the ground. Amidst the tooth-piercing collision, the floor tiles cracked.

The next moment, the manager fell face down and prostrated himself.

When he groaned in pain and struggled to turn around, blood had covered his face, and the huge wound on his forehead was terrifying. Seeing Zhao Ning squat down in front of him, the manager was so frightened that his whole body trembled like chaff.

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Chapter completed!