Everyone turned around and saw that the black men had already arrived at the table.
"Hi, miss, I like your smile very much. You smile like an angel. I am deeply fascinated by you. How about coming to my room for a drink tonight?"
One of the black men struck up a conversation with Dong Biyun.
His eyes were full of obscenity, and he stared at Dong Biyun's plump breasts with all his greed.
"Sorry, I don't like going out drinking at night!"
Dong Biyun didn't like the unreasonable looks in black people's eyes, so she was very cold in her words.
"Oh, miss, you rejected me. I have to say, that's really bad!" The black man said, "Maybe you don't know your situation yet?"
"What's the situation?" Dong Biyun frowned.
The black man said: "This is my territory. If I want you to come and drink with me, you must come and accompany me, understand? Otherwise, I will be very embarrassed!"
"Ridiculous!" Dong Biyun said: "Your old-fashioned threatening tactics are only suitable for dealing with those who have just immigrated here. I will not accept your tactics!"
"Really? Then you know this thing, right?"
As he spoke, the black man put his hand into his pocket, exposed the tip of his pistol, and pointed it at Dong Biyun.
"Fuck!"
Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly became nervous.
I didn't expect this black man to actually do it for real.
"How about it, Miss? Are you interested in having a drink together tonight?" The black man said with an arrogant look: "I swear, this is the last chance I will give you!"
Dong Biyun's pretty face was uncertain, and her mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of coping strategies.
But the black man urged impatiently: "Hurry up, I don't have so much patience!"
"Sorry, you look like a baboon, I really can't be interested in you at all!"
Dong Biyun was also a eldest sister. Being threatened like this immediately aroused her charlatanism.
"You bastard, you dare to scold me? I told you to go see God!" The black man bared his teeth and pressed towards Dong Biyun.
"Protect sister!"
A bodyguard on the side said to the other.
Then, he rushed forward at an extremely fast speed, leaned over, hugged the black man's waist, and pushed him back.
"A roar!"
The black man knocked over several tables one after another and was directly pinned under him by the bodyguard.
The two bodyguards brought by Dong Zhenguo are not vegetarians. They have received professional training and have rich practical experience.
At this moment, the bodyguard had the black man under tight control, holding down the black man's hand with one hand so that he could not draw his gun.
"Ah! Ah!"
At this time, the amateurs eating in the restaurant were frightened by this scene, screamed, and quickly fled the scene.
"Fake!"
Seeing that one of their own was being attacked, the other black people became angry and rushed toward the bodyguard.
Since there are so many black people, three or five of them can control one bodyguard, and the two bodyguards are instantly at a disadvantage.
"You bastard! How dare you attack me!"
The black man who was knocked to the ground stood up and dusted himself off, but did not take out his gun again. He slapped the bodyguard directly.
At this moment, the black men had used the ropes they had brought to control the two bodyguards, pinned them to the ground, and were tying them up.
"Miss, your bodyguards are very fierce, but I have more people!" A sinister smile appeared on the corner of the black man's mouth: "Tonight, you are mine! I want you to taste my power!"
As he said that, he grabbed Dong Biyun with one hand.
"Don't touch her!"
At this moment, Ye Qingyang suddenly shouted coldly.
Ye Qingyang is like a god of death, his eyes exude a cold look of death, which is very intimidating.
Suddenly, the people around him focused their attention on Ye Qingyang.
A look of appreciation also flashed in Mr. Lei's eyes.
From Ye Qingyang's eyes, he read something sharp that ordinary people didn't have.
This is the edge that only masters have. How can ordinary people have such lethal eyes!
Lei Ye is a great master of transformation, and he has read countless people. He is confident that he is right. This young man seems to have some abilities.
However, the next second, Ye Qingyang suddenly shouted in the direction of the hotel staff: "Someone, come quickly! This... someone is bullying me!"
What he said through the translator was a little stiff, and his tone was full of panic.
Everyone: "..."
Mr. Lei: "..."
Call someone???
At that moment, there was a domineering aura to turn the tide, and everyone thought that Ye Qingyang would be a hero to save the beauty!
But the next second, why did you give up?
However, Ye Qingyang shouted several times, but no hotel staff came out to solve the problem. There were only two waiters who hid far away at this time and did not dare to come forward.
"Come on, people, we are being bullied! Isn't there anyone in charge of the hotel?" Ye Qingyang shouted at the top of his lungs!
"Little brother, stop shouting!" Mr. Lei shook his head and said in Chinese: "These black people are from the Crescent Church. The owner of the New Moon Hotel is a priest of the Crescent Church. Do you think they
Will you take care of it if your own people make trouble?"
"So it's like this, it's so dark!" Ye Qingyang pretended to be helpless and said: "Then what should we do now?"
"Bless yourself!" Mr. Lei spread his hands.
At first he thought Ye Qingyang was a ruthless character, but now that he thinks about it, he is too idealistic.
This young man is just a secretary, and at most he knows some tea ceremony and medical knowledge.
When encountering this kind of situation abroad, he naturally has no good solution.
"You want to be in the limelight, don't you?"
The black man came to Ye Qingyang and suddenly stretched out his fist to hit Ye Qingyang.
"Don't hit, don't hit!"
Ye Qingyang took the opportunity to pick up something on the dining table and put it on his head.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound.
Astonishingly, Ye Qingyang took a plate and was punched by the black man and broke it into pieces.
However, the fragment pierced into the black man's fist, dripping with blood, as if the tendons inside had been cut!
"ah!!!"
The black man grimaced in pain.
"You bastard!"
The black man was furious and kicked Ye Qingyang again.
"Don't!"
Ye Qingyang said and picked up something from the table to block it.
"Pfft!"
This time it's even worse.
What Ye Qingyang was holding was actually a knife and fork used for eating steak.
As a result, the black man kicked him and the knife and fork penetrated his thigh deeply.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" Ye Qingyang said helplessly: "You kicked me up yourself, you can't blame me!"
"ah!"
The black man gasped in pain and howled like a ghost.
At the same time, his face turned even darker with anger!
He waved his hand to the men behind him and said, "Tie this bastard up for me, and I will cut his flesh with one knife after another!"
The remaining black men rushed towards Ye Qingyang.
"stop!"
Snap!
Mr. Lei slammed the table and shouted loudly.
"Didn't you see me eating? If you want to fight me, don't disturb me while I'm eating!"
Lei Ye's face was full of majesty at this time.
"Who are you?"
The black man asked Mr. Lei coldly.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw many Chinese people sitting in this restaurant, dressed in uniform, and they seemed to be in a group.
Therefore, when faced with Master Lei's sudden outburst, he did not act rashly.
"Thunder Thousand Blades!" Lei Ye said.
"Thunder Thousand Blades?"
Black people seem to have never heard of this name.
On the side, Master Lei’s men shouted: “You have never heard of Master Lei’s name, but you must have heard of Hongmen, right?”
