Chapter 570： Hooligans in the night market

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Chapter 570

The food is swallowed from the mouth, through the throat, and the aftertaste of the food still surrounds the lips and teeth. And a wave of warmth and fullness has slowly slipped into the stomach.

This aftertaste is accompanied by the hustle and bustle of the night market and the welcoming and welcoming bosses. This is the so-called fireworks on earth.

But as if to remind the ephemeral of beautiful things, George's leisure and elegance was immediately interrupted.

"That girl was really beautiful just now, it's a **** shame." A young man with messy hair and a yellow hair said carelessly.

The Huang Mao was separated by George's two tables, and he looked young in his twenties. Opposite Huang Mao was a tall and thin gray-haired man who was about his age.

The yellow and gray hairs are sitting on a big table. A hot pot in front of them was boiling, a pile of empty wine bottles were on the table, and there was a case of beer under their feet.

That Huang Mao stepped on a small bench with one foot, his legs trembling constantly. With a low-quality cigarette in his mouth, he smoked, he smoked.

The yellow hair curled his chin, squinted his eyes upwards, held the cigarette in his hand with his orchid fingers, and said cursingly, "That girl bulges forward and backwards, a pair of big car headlights. If it weren't for her **** death, it broke us Good thing, we just handled her in Yau Ma Tei."

"Keep it down." The thin and tall gray-haired man sitting across from Huang Mao made a silent gesture and whispered, "There are people everywhere here, you are crazy." He looked sternly. Looks like, looking at the yellow hair on the opposite side.

Huang Mao said disapprovingly, "Why are you so timid? We haven't done anything."

He dismissed it and said, "Of course I won’t say that it’s done. If it’s not done, you’re afraid of a shit. Now even if there is a note to catch me, I can say that it’s just bragging, and there’s no evidence. What's wrong with a few curses."

When the gray hair heard it, he suddenly realized, "It's really like this, anyway, it didn't work, I'm afraid of a fart. I bet the couple of dogs and men would never call the police just now. They go to remote places at night, if not for field warfare. Yes, then there is a ghost."

"Since it's for fun, why don't you let us play too? It just makes her cool."

The Huang Mao said with deep conviction, "A pair of dog men and women can play with little white faces, why can't we play."

"That is, that is, when we play, it must be better than that little boy."

The gray hair said sighingly, "I just played with a school girl a few days ago. The **** had negotiated to collect money before, which was a joke. Finally, I tossed her all day and night until she paid the room fee. , I let her go. She was still limping when she left."

"Bag, just your small body, can you play one day and one night?" The Huang Mao looked unbelieving, and looked at Gray Mao with contempt. "I am known as Qijiro One Night, so I can play for one night at most. A pretty girl."

The gray fur said in an aftertaste tone, "That's why you can't play."

He said in a triumphant tone, "The most fun is the kind of high-end goods that come out to play but charge a fee. Think about it, if you don't give money after playing, it is equivalent to earning tens of thousands of yuan. After playing ten times, hundreds of thousands have been earned back."

"If you think about it this way, it's not uncommon to have fun all day and night." The grey hair drank a swig of beer and said proudly.

"Sure enough." Huang Mao also admired and gave a thumbs up. "Brothers really know how to play, come and do one. We will continue to communicate in the future and play all over Hong Kong together."

What George just ate was almost vomiting out, and he was in a good mood, and his mother was ruined.

Are these hooligans arrogant to this level now? In broad daylight, no, the moon is scarce, the sky is bright, and the gangsters can already run rampant?

The diners nearby were also affected by the two hooligans. Listening to the two rascals talking unscrupulously, some of them were unhappy, some were full of curiosity, some were dismissive, and some were ready to move.

"Scum!"

A guy in a white shirt who looked like a college student said angrily. He did not lower the volume, as if he wanted to vent his anger through his voice.

Suddenly a bottle of beer smashed into the hot pot in front of the college student, and the splashing hot oil made the student's baby in a hurry. On the snow-white shirt, the red oil of Datan Datan was splashed.

"Who do you mean by the dog?" Huang Mao stood up, holding a wine bottle, and asked loudly, "I owe it to clean up, do I owe a lesson?"

As the college student was about to scold someone, a fat classmate next to him immediately hugged him.

The chubby classmate nodded and said, "He scolds me, he scolds me, he scolds me as scumbag, I will apologize to him."

"Sorry, my fault, I shouldn't have asked you to come out to eat at night That fat classmate, busy bowing to the college students and apologizing.

"The son of a bitch, I want to scold you to go back to your house. I have swept your uncle's interest, and let you crawl back now." The yellow hair sat down cursingly, and the beer bottle slammed on the table. .

The college student flushed with shame and anger, looking at the classmate who was constantly apologizing to him, but didn't know what to say.

The boss hurried out and said to the college students hurriedly, "Sorry, sorry, bad greetings, bad greetings."

He turned his head and glanced at Huang Mao's side, and saw that the yellow and gray hairs had already looked away, and they started drinking and cursing mother again.

The boss whispered to the college students, "Student baby, hurry up, no problem, this time I didn't greet you well, it will count as mine. You go back first, study hard, and go out as little as possible at night."

The college student's face rose even more red, looking at the back of the yellow and gray hairs, his eyes were furious.

Upon seeing this, the chubby classmate quickly took out a few banknotes from his pocket and threw them on the table without counting them. Then he hurriedly dragged the college students and walked out without looking back.

The college student struggled a few times and broke free of the fat classmate's hand, but after all, he didn't turn back. He just squeezed the crowd away and walked forward with his head in stride.

The boss took the banknotes on the table and took a few steps, trying to catch up with them, but was afraid that the students would return. For a while, he froze there, and finally sighed. When he turned his head, he already bowed his head and dared not look at the yellow and gray hairs, for fear that he could not bear it.

"Boss, check out...", "Boss, collect money...", "Boss, pay the bill..."

With the sound of checkout one after another, the other diners finally didn't even bother to continue eating, all of them daring to speak with anger.

(To be continued.)