Raymond couldn't help trembling, but after all, his woman was beside him, so he didn't want to lose face. Moreover, this man looked well-dressed and bought so many expensive wine. If he could extort a small sum of money, it would be enough for a month's expenses.
Thinking of this, the flesh on Raymond's face trembled a few times. He pretended to twist his fat wrist and stepped forward to protect the woman behind him. "How dare you hurt my woman? Don't you know who dares to act wildly in my bar within a hundred miles? "
His voice was so loud that people around stopped and surrounded them. It was an old saying in H Country, "It's not a big deal to watch the fun."
At this moment, Richie was on the verge of exploding. Hearing this voice, he felt even more depressed. He had planned to paralyze himself with alcohol in such an environment, but he did not expect that someone would come to disturb him. The saying was really true 'Misfortunes never come single.' There could be no pause for a moment.
After drinking up the last drop of wine in the glass, Richie suddenly stood up and almost used up all his strength to throw the glass in his hand to the ground, making a loud noise. The pieces of glass flew in the air, frightening Raymond to retreat several steps in a hurry in order that he could not be stabbed by the glass fragments.
"You brat, you're asking for it. If I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know my status here!" As Raymond spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Richie.
In the past, Richie was a person who was good at controlling himself. In such a situation, he would not be impulsive to have any conflict with the others. However, this was for the previous Richie who was not drunk. At this moment, Richie had completely released himself, and he would not consider any consequences at all.
Seeing that Raymond was walking towards him, an evil and attractive smile appeared on the corner of Richie's
such a scene had happened.
There was a strange expression on Raymond's face. He turned his head and glanced at the woman. Then he turned around and left.
Looking at this kind of scene, Richie smiled helplessly. What a pity. He was angry with others because of a beauty. He should do that for a better woman, but not a prostitute. There was really nowhere to say in this world.
Somehow, Consuela's face appeared in his mind again. She was beautiful and innocent, but unfortunately, in the end, he lost her.
She staggered out of the bar. It was already midnight, but the street was still crowded with people and vehicles. The lights were shining, making the whole city look like daytime.
There were all the lights in the world, but it seemed none of them belonged to him.
The phone kept vibrating in his pocket. Richie took it out and looked down. It was Wendy.
He didn't want to answer it at all. He turned around and hung up the phone. Then he continued to walk aimlessly on the busy street.
The shops were still open, and the love songs became more and more sorrowful. In such a night, they spread far away and inexplicably aroused people's thoughts.
At this moment, a white BMW stopped beside him. The window slowly slid down, revealing a familiar face with sunglasses.
Laura.