Chapter 475： Arrogant charcoal

"If I don't have money, I want to pretend to be forced. I don't know who gave you the courage."

Seeing them not moving, Jiang Hao directly despised him, then took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the bill, paid 90,000, and said to the waiter: "The remaining money is a tip for you. Help me Open all the six bottles of wine and take the light card away."

"Thank you, sir."

After receiving the checkout message, the waiter smiled and thanked Jiang Hao.

Then, while helping Jiang Hao and the others to open the champagne, they asked, "Do you need me to help you deal with the trouble?"

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded: "That's the best."

He is here to have fun today, and he doesn't want to be rough with anyone. It would be best if someone else can help him solve it.

After speaking, he also opened a can of iced Coke and drank it.

Soon, after the waiter opened the champagne, he said to the four old blacks: "Sirs, no trouble here, please go back to your place."

A big old black said brutally: "Hey, kid, we are Americans, please don't hinder us from drinking and picking up girls here."

After hearing this, the waiter's eyelids sank: "I don't care who you are. If you want to make trouble here, don't blame me for asking the security to drive you all out."

"Haha..."

After hearing this, the big old black with a big waist laughed directly with disdain, and shook his head: "Huaxia security guard, rubbish, I can beat ten of them alone."

The waiters all looked gloomy when they heard this.

I rely on you for nothing.

This is too arrogant!

"Okay, just be arrogant, and I will see if you can get arrogant."

The waiter is already itching with hatred.

Many foreigners come in the bar every day. With a little dollar in their hands, they are here to harm some female compatriots unscrupulously, and this waiter has long been displeased.

"Snapped!"

When a big old black heard the waiter's words, he slapped him with a big slap, which was crisp and loud, which attracted the attention of many people.

Suddenly being slapped in the face also made the waiter stunned while covering his face.

He never expected that these old blacks would dare to beat him here.

"I say your mother, dare to hit me?"

After reacting, the waiter was completely angry and cursed loudly.

He swept his eyes, grabbed a beer bottle from a nearby wine stand, hit the head of one of them, and smashed it down.

However, these four old blacks are all tall and round. The waiter didn't hit someone's head even if he jumped his feet. Instead, a **** grabbed the beer bottle in his hand. It hit his head, and after staggering a few steps, it fell to the ground.

Blood, flowing quickly from his head, stained his white shirt.

When the people nearby saw this scene, they all drew away in exclamation, leaving a large area of ​​empty space here.

"Who dares to fight in a bar?"

Just when Jiang Hao was about to stand up and take action, a group of bar security guards ran over and glared at the four old blacks.

Jiang Hao looked at the six security guards, and one of them was still more familiar, and he immediately laughed.

This familiar security guard is no one else. It is Tian Yong, the security captain he met at the SKP mall before. He didn't expect him to run to the bar again to be a security guard.

Before, Jiang Hao deliberately wanted to recruit them into his company, and he also left Tian Yong's phone number when he went to the police station.

However, at that time, my company in Yanjing hadn't fully formed, so I delayed the matter.

Unexpectedly, I ran into it again here tonight.

I have to say, where do you not meet in life!

"Hua Xia man--no."

After seeing these security guards, a big old black pointed his thumb to the ground, directly insulting all the Chinese men.

"Ma, this group of walking charcoal hates people, hit him!"

"They can't take care of themselves!"

"Whoever defeats a big old black, I will give him a bottle of royal salute!"

"..."

Hearing the clamor of Da Lao Hei, many men in the bar were filled with outrage and clenched their fists.

Several people even picked up the wine bottles, ready to rectify their names at any time.

Hearing these messy voices, the tallest old black grinned directly with thick black lips: "Tony, go and teach them a lesson, let these ignorant Chinese guys know about our Americans. Great!"

Soon, a **** guy stood up and smiled: "No problem, I will let all these Chinese guys fall to the ground begging for mercy."

They are all black and not slender, they are basically the same model, and in this dim bar, it is a bit unclear who is who.

"Brother Yong, let me teach these arrogant Americans!"

In the security team, a sturdy but not tall young man faced Tian Yongdao.

Tian Yong frowned and said, "Just bring him down, don't hurt anyone."

The little man licked his lips and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have a sense of measure!"

With that, the little security guard walked out and stood in front of the old black who was two heads taller than him.

"Hey, little guy, I'm going to twist your head off and kick it!"

Da Lao Hei clenched his fists and moved vigorously under his feet, backwards and forwards, just like a duel between two boxers in a ring.

The little security guard smiled disdainfully: "I broke three big necks like you in Africa back then."

"Then you can try it!"

After walking around a few times, the old man took the initiative to attack the little man with his fist.

But when the two met, Da Lao Hei discovered that something was wrong, and it was completely beyond his expectation.

The little Chinese man has a strong and vigorous figure, and his shots are unexpectedly fierce, attacking the key with fists and fists.

"kill him!"

"Teach these American guys a lesson!"

"Come on!"

"..."

The two were fighting in this small bar, and nearby drinkers continued to shout for cheer, making the scene a bit hot.

It didn't take long for the **** man named Tony to be hit in the chin by the little security guard. He was knocked to the ground and he could not get up again.

"Wow..."

Soon there was applause in the bar.

Feeling the enthusiasm of the people around him, the little man also stepped forward and stepped on the face of the old black man, and asked angrily: "Meguo, tell me loudly, can a Chinese man do it?"

"Ma, this Tony must have overplayed last night, he couldn't even beat a dwarf!"

The three old blacks saw their companions being trampled on the face by KO, standing nearby, beating their chests and complaining.

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