Rebirth Chapter Seventeen

Seeing that Li Junzhe was so polite, the little bastard immediately felt that the two sitting at the small table were ordinary people, and the idiot should not be afraid, if he was a nobleman, he would definitely scold him back.

In their line of work, winks are the key.

The gangster waved his hand: "I'm hungry, whoever it is, bring it here! You can order it later! What's wrong!"

Li Junzhe didn't make things difficult for the waiter anymore: "Give it to them."

The waiter also looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, sir."

"It's okay, it's not your fault." Li Junzhe said softly.

The waiter was a 1.8 meter boy, but he was so gentle by Li Junzhe. He wanted to go to Thailand and change the gender that God gave him.

With a grateful heart, I took away the benefactor's meal.

Just as Wu Shixuan wanted to tell Li Junzhe that he didn't expect you to be a good boy, he heard Li Junzhe say: "Middle-aged compatriots, come down, let me show you the evil side of the chaebol's children."

Wu Shixuan felt a little embarrassed. A chaebol is a chaebol. If you have a grudge, you are a villain who is not a villain. He nodded: "You are evil."

Li Junzhe took out the phone, dialed it, and said in a flat tone: "I will send you a location. No matter where you are now or what tasks you have, come back in twenty minutes. Otherwise, if there is something wrong with me, you will be responsible for it." full responsibility."

"yes!"

The voice on the phone was so loud that Wu Shixuan heard it without eavesdropping, and asked with interest: "Are you going to beat them up?"

Li Junzhe snorted coldly, looked at the gangsters who were eating Ma Ma Xiang, and took a sip of the tea provided by the restaurant: "Beating violently? That's not cheap for him, at least two fingers should be chopped off."

Wu Se-hyun:! ! !

"Sir, your salt-baked lobster."

"Bring it here!"

waiter:……

Wu Shixuan: Hey, you're going to die...

"Sir, your East Star Spot."

"Bring it here!"

waiter:……

Wu Shixuan: If you lose less, if you order too much, your baby's life will be lost.

Wu Shixuan shook his head, looked at the young compatriots who had no expression on their faces, and expressed heartfelt condolences to these gangsters.

Li Junzhe just waited and endured. When he was young, he had been subjected to this kind of birdishness, but a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. This is what his grandfather taught him. , took advantage of the victory to pursue, and finally retreated completely.

I looked at my watch, it was almost time.

"Brothers, drink and drink!"

The leader of the group of gangsters raised his cup and said boldly, and then the other gangsters also raised their cups: "Brother!"

Seeing that the time was approaching, Wu Shixuan also grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the table and slowly kneaded them, and said with a smile: "Young fellow, what happened to your people? It's been eighteen minutes."

Li Junzhe was not in a hurry at all: "Then there are still two minutes, why worry, even if they leave now, I can get them back again."

Just as he was talking, a gust of evil wind blew from outside the door, and about thirty serious men in suits rushed in with batons.

Cui Shun'an, who was the leader, looked around and saw Li Junzhe at the corner, and hurried to him: "Master."

Li Junzhe put down the melon seeds in his hand and stood up.

Get out of the way, get out of the way, he is going to pretend!

Pointing at the tables of the gangsters: "Except for that table, clear the room!"

"Yes!" All the bodyguards shouted, calming down all the people present.

The bodyguards have their own division of labor, some are responsible for chasing customers, some are responsible for smashing the camera, and there are ten people holding hands to surround the gangsters.

In less than three minutes, the door of the hotel was closed tightly with a "snap!", and all the curtains were drawn.

Wu Shixuan instantly felt angry and bloody, what is a chaebol, this is the chaebol! The confidence in my heart increased greatly, and I looked a little like a dog.

The waiter who was carrying two plates of beef stood stiffly on the spot when he saw this scene, dumbfounded.

The little bastards knew that something was wrong ever since a group of men in black came in from the door, and they were stopped when they tried to run. A few of them were timid, their legs were trembling at the moment, and they couldn't stand up on the stool. stand up.

Li Junzhe walked up to the gangster who grabbed his meal just now, and asked, "Is the beef delicious?"

The little gangster stuck his neck, leaned back, his eyes drifted wildly, and nodded: "Okay... delicious."

"Crack!——" Li Junzhe shouted with a big mouth: "Grandpa, I didn't even eat it. I let you eat it. How dare you say it's delicious!"

"Is the salt-baked lobster delicious?" Li Junzhe asked again.

The little gangster suffered a big blow, learned his lesson, and quickly shook his head: "It's not delicious!"

"Crack!—" There was another big mouth.

"Is the food I ordered not tasty? It's against you!"

"Snapped!--"

After hitting him three times in a row, Li Junzhe's hands were a little sore. His skin was tender and he had never lifted anything heavy. This little bastard's face was open-pored, his beard was unshaven, and his physical attack attributes were not small.

Li Junzhe said to Cui Shunan who was next to him: "Axi... this beating is too painful, don't you guys have that glove, lend it to me."

When Cui Shunan heard it, he immediately went to get it himself.

In less than a minute, the gloves were brought in.

Wu Shixuan, who was eating sunflower seeds beside him, widened his eyes instantly. This glove is not the other glove, it is made of iron!

"Good guy!" Wu Shixuan couldn't help sighing, this chaebol really knows how to play.

Li Junzhe said to Cui Shunan while wearing gloves: "Let them stand in a row, otherwise I will not be able to perform well."

"yes!"

In an instant, two bodyguards lined up with a bastard, to be precise, they were holding each other, because some of them couldn't stand up.

Li Junzhe stretched his muscles and bones, "pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-" beat them one by one.

"what!--"

One of them couldn't hold back and shouted. Li Junzhe glanced at it, said little nonsense, and slapped him again: "Shut up! If someone hears this, they will think I'm bullying you!"

gangster: ...

Tears flowed not only from the eye sockets, but also from the corners of the mouth, and it was almost impossible to close the mouth after being hit with the iron glove.

Seeing that Li Junzhe started to pant, he must be tired from beating up, and he should let it out, so he hurriedly said: "Master, please let us go, we promise, we will never..."

"Fart!" Li Junzhe scolded: "I'm mobilizing the crowd to call so many people just to slap you a few times? Let you go, what are you thinking!"

"Hit me!" Li Junzhe kicked up, and someone covered his stomach: "How dare you!"

"Bang!—" One foot into the crotch.

I won't cover it up now.