Female President's Bodyguard

Xu Qing stayed by the beauty's side for another half an hour, and the guy at the bar was crying:
"Brother, Louis XIII and Hennessy are all finished."

This kind of expensive wine, the average small bar can only prepare a few bottles, after all, ordinary people can't afford it.

Xu Qing nodded, and asked loudly to the drinkers in the shop:

"Dude, are you enjoying your drink?"

"No!" The audience shouted in unison!
Xu Qing turned around and shrugged: "Did you hear that? I didn't enjoy the drink, didn't I invite you for nothing? Then go up, according to the price, from high to low, in turn."

The guy at the bar only sells wine, the wine is from the store, and it is from the store that he loses money in the end.

However, the little brother still quietly called the boss, Brother Wu Xiong, and said that there was a guy who was not easy to mess with.

Seeing that the good wine in the store had already been drunk to the bottom, Xu Qing got up satisfied, put his arms around the drunken beauty, and planned to leave.

This time, the guy at the bar didn't dare to open his mouth to ask for money anymore, he shrank his neck and watched Xu Qing go to the door.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a few burly figures suddenly blocking Xu Qing's face.

Seeing this, the boy at the bar quickly shouted from behind:
"Brother Xiong, it's this guy! He ruined all the good wine in our shop!"

Following the shout of the younger brother, a man wearing a mink fur coat, with a cigar in his mouth, and a ferocious face, slowly walked in from the door.

"In Wanyuan City, inquire about what happens to the freeloaders in this bar."

The big man was smoking his cigar, staring at Xu Qing with unkind eyes, and said coldly.

Xu Qing smiled: "Grandpa drank a few bottles of broken wine from you to give you face."

"Crazy enough!"

Brother Wu Xiong didn't look sideways, didn't put Xu Qing in his eyes at all, strode to the center of the store, and shouted domineeringly:

"Whoever drank my wine just now will be paid according to the amount. One point less, one finger."

There was a foreign guest in the crowd, who immediately got up and shouted:

"Why! Some people treat guests, but we didn't order them! The store is bullying customers!"

Brother Wu Xiong walked up to him with a sneer, pushed back the leather jacket with both hands, and stared coldly at the guest with his hips crossed.

The guest still said to himself:
"I can't give you this money, it's unreasonable..."

Before he could finish speaking, a wine bottle suddenly slammed onto his head, knocking him down on the sofa immediately.

"Hit someone!"

Brother Wu Xiong threw away the broken wine bottle in his hand, stepped on the chest of the guest, and said with a sneer:

"One point less for others, one finger. One point less for you, one hand!"

After all, Brother Wu Xiong pressed half of the Cuban cigar left in his hand on the face of the guest, and immediately there was a burst of white smoke and the smell of burnt skin.

"Is there anyone else bargaining?"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding customers who drank Xu Qing's treat wine immediately frowned, thinking they were unlucky, took out their wallets and bank cards, and lined up to find the guy at the bar to pay the bill.

"Hey, I thought I could have a good drink for free, but I didn't expect to meet a lunatic. I thought he was so capable, and he couldn't afford to hire an ass!"

"Come on, come on, let's not say a few words. Maybe today is the game they did. The wine can't be sold, and they are cheating us together."

"This is Wu Xiong's territory. Boss Song and Zhao Beihai are above him. Who dares to mess with him! Damn, I don't know if the card has enough money."

Hearing the whispers of the customers queuing up to pay, Xu Qing supported the beauty, laid her down on the sofa next to her, put her on the sofa next to her, put her clothes on, and walked to the bar with her arms crossed.

The little brother is holding the POS machine at this time, happily swiping the card:
"You don't have enough money in this card, hurry up and send money! And you, look at the little cash in your hand, is it enough?"

"Just now you drank Louis XIII and Hennessy! You drank very happily, why did you give Qian such ink!"

Looking up and seeing Xu Qing standing beside him, the little brother swept away the situation, confident that Brother Wu Xiong came to support the scene, and immediately said triumphantly:
"We still have a few bottles of Martell Supreme in our store, a bottle of [-] yuan! Keep buying!"

"Don't be dazed, you were the one who drank a lot just now! If you don't have any money, ask your family to send money! Cut off a few fingers, it's too fucking cheap for you!"

"We can't play that girl, do you think you can?
Brother Wu Xiong is here, if this girl can calm down for a second at night, I'll be your fucking toilet! "

Xu Qing nodded with a smile, pointed at the bank card, and handed it to him.

The little brother rolled his eyes:
"Take it away! A broken card is worth less than a bus card, I'm too lazy to swipe it!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a "whoosh", and the bank card held between Xu Qing's fingers, like a flying knife, slid over from my little brother's hand, and immediately cut a wound as deep as the bone!

The little brother let out an "ouch" from the pain, and hurriedly covered the back of his hand and screamed for pain, and the POS machine in his hand flew out.

Without further ado, Xu Qing stomped the POS to pieces and said coldly:
"I invite someone to drink, how dare you ask for money?"

Seeing this, Brother Wu Xiong walked over with a sneer, squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Qing carefully, and suddenly his voice was extremely vicious:
"Boy, don't you know who I am? Tired of working?"

Xu Qing lowered his eyes and said calmly:

"I've said it before, I drank your bottles of rotten wine for your face. As for the remaining bottles of Martell Supreme, I won't drink them anymore, take them out to wash my feet!"

"Hey, what a crazy tone!"

Brother Wu Xiong suddenly became furious!
You know, in Wanyuan City, with the support of Boss Song and Zhao Beihai, no one dared to talk to him like this!
Why are there so few people in this bar?

Not only because of the remoteness of the place, another important reason is that this store slaughters customers like pigs!
For example, the two bottles of Louis XIII that the guy at the bar used to make things difficult for Xu Qing were not for beauties at all. He prepared two empty bottles and hid them under the table in advance. .

Some customers thought they were unlucky and planned to pay for it, but they sold [-] bottles of wine outside, and [-] here!
If you dare not give money, security guards will immediately take you to the secret room behind, where you will be beaten severely, and you will still have to pay money obediently.

Only some guests who don't know the situation will be tricked by the bartender girls to come and be slaughtered.

As for the girls who came over, some were taken away by Wu Xiong who occasionally came to check the accounts, and some were drunk and picked up by the bar boy and the ruffians outside.

These guests knew that they had been cheated and played with, but no one dared to come to find trouble. It was all because Boss Song and Zhao Beihai were too powerful behind Brother Wu Xiong.

Now that Xu Qing humiliated Wu Xiong in public, the consequences can be imagined!

Anger rose on Wu Xiong's face, and he winked at the subordinates at the door, and the gang of guys who followed him to do all kinds of evil immediately copied the guy and swarmed over.

Xu Qing glanced sideways at those rampant subordinates, and said to Brother Wu Xiong who was still very calm:

"This is the last sale at your bar."