Chapter 618

"Those who can hold work exhibitions in China are basically international well-known designers. Maybe your level has not been reached." Shen Feng is very calm.

Helena's face was red and white. She wanted to come and demonstrate with mia, but she didn't want to be choked back by Shen Feng.

At this time, a bald man wearing a gray tight T-shirt, medium build and rough face came over. The man had strong arms and calluses on his fists. He was obviously a boxer and Helena's boyfriend.

"Baby, what's the matter?" The bald man asked Helena.

"Honey, he bullied me." When Helena saw her boyfriend coming, she immediately had a backbone and pointed to Shen Feng.

"Boy, dare to bully my girlfriend, do you live impatiently!" The bald man spoke coldly to Shen Feng.

The bald head was only a medium figure, about 1.75 meters. Compared with 1.85 meters of Shen Feng, it was obviously half a head worse, but he relied on his ability to fight and didn't pay any attention to Shen Feng.

As he spoke, he clenched his fist, and the joints of his fist clattered.

The former manager hurried over and smiled at them and said, "guys, is there any misunderstanding?"

"Go away, it's none of your business. Be careful to waste you!" The bald man drank coldly.

The bald head ate very well in both black and white. After listening to his words, the manager trembled and quickly stepped aside. Even the security guard didn't dare to call.

After the bald head drank back the security guard, he stepped forward and walked towards Shen Feng. He said fiercely: "Huaxia pig, I'll let you have a good look at me today!"

As soon as his voice fell, Shen Feng then picked up most of the remaining bottles of Raffi on the table and hit him on his bald head like lightning.

Shen Feng shot very fast and didn't give him any reaction time at all. Moreover, Shen Feng has great strength. Even ordinary wine bottles can have different effects.

"Bang!" With a, the bottle bloomed on his bright head.

"Ah." The bald man screamed, covered his head and fell down, with blood mixed with red wine.

"I thought it was so powerful. It was just an embroidered pillow." Shen Feng threw half of the bottle on the ground, "it's a pity that I have a bottle of good wine."

"Honey, are you okay?" Helena hurried over.

Although the bald head feels his head buzzing, men can always burst out their potential more powerful than usual in front of women.

He reluctantly stood up and shouted, "boy, I'm going to waste you!"

After that, he clenched his fist and rushed up to Shen Feng's face.

Shen Feng looked at his attack. His expression was very indifferent. He took a knife from the table, and a cold flash flashed on the knife.

The bald head looked at the cold awn on the blade, instinctively aware of the danger, and subconsciously stopped.

But at the moment he stopped, Shen Feng swept away and kicked him directly to the side, smashing many tables and chairs nearby. The bald head lay on the ground and kept wailing.

"Didn't you say you were going to abolish me?" Shen Feng flicked with one hand, "miso!" With a, the knife in his hand was inserted beside the bald head.

The bald head looked at the bright knife. His soul was almost scared. He also knew that he was not Shen Feng's opponent at all.

"I dare not, dare not." The bald man begged for mercy.

"Is it all wrong? Who is responsible for the damage here? " Shen Feng said faintly.

"I'll pay for it all." The bald head nodded and took out a bank card from his pocket.

"Don't hurry." Shen Feng said to the manager.

"Yes, yes, yes." The manager answered, took the bank card, brushed the amount in a few minutes and returned it.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Shen Feng said softly to Helena.

Helena could not help shaking when she saw Shen Feng's eyes looking at herself. She was so frightened that she couldn't say anything. She quickly shook her head.

"If you have nothing to say, get out of here." Shen Feng shouted in a deep voice.

After listening to Shen Feng's words, the bald head, like an amnesty, left with the bald head in despair, but the bald head took a hate look at Shen Feng before he left.

"I'm not in the mood to eat. Let's go." Mia said to Shen Feng.

"OK." Shen Feng left with MIA

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Shen Feng and Mia had just walked for less than 20 minutes when a Ferrari stopped at the door of the restaurant. A cold-blooded middle-aged man in his forties came down. The man was Sarkozy.

"Hello, sir. Do you have a reservation?" The manager immediately greeted him with a smiling face.

As the usher was dismissed, he had to take on the job temporarily.

With a cold face and no words, sage continued to walk towards the restaurant.

"Sir, you can't..." as soon as the manager was about to stop sage, sage gave him a cold look.

"I'm looking for someone!"

The manager felt that the temperature around him was falling. He was so frightened that he immediately swallowed his words, flashed aside and made way for a way.

After entering the restaurant, sage looked around and found no trace of MIA.

"Where's Miss MIA." Asked savage in a deep voice to the manager.

"Miss MIA?" The manager was stunned and didn't know who MIA was.

"It's a woman with a Chinese." Sage warned.

The manager responded immediately after sarge's reminder: "she's gone with the gentleman."

"Do you know where you've been?" Sage wrinkled.

"I don't know, I don't know." The manager shook his head and said.

"Shit, it's a step late!" Saki bit his teeth. As soon as he turned and walked to the door, a group of fierce men with sticks and other weapons rushed in. The bald head was the first. He brought someone to revenge Shen Feng.

At this time, the bald head was wrapped with a bandage. With an unhappy expression on his face, he opened his mouth and scolded savage coming up.

"Go away! Don't be special. Be my way here! "

Sage was already full of fire. Now he was scolded by the bald head, and a fine light flashed through his eyes.

His right hand punched fiercely, and one punch hit the bald chest.

"Click!" A crisp sound of bone fracture came, and the bald man spit out a blood arrow, which directly hit the crowd behind him and passed out.

Sacchi was not a good man or woman. Even if he didn't die, he would be disabled.

Those big men looked at the bald head being beaten and shouted, "fuck, kill him!"

After that, they waved their weapons and rushed up one by one