God!I became the God of War villain

The waiting process is long, even if it is only half an hour.

It also made Zhao Jianchuan, who was already hungry and dim-eyed, anxious, and was not in the mood to listen to the melodious violin music.

I don't know if it's because of Lin Muxue's role as a live advertisement, or if it's time for dinner.

Many people appeared at the gate of the steak shop, which was originally empty.

Especially outside the floor-to-ceiling windows where the two of them were close, there were crowds of onlookers, and the number tended to increase.

As more and more people gathered at the door, the waiters who were chatting became enthusiastic.

It was like seeing the God of Wealth delivering them to their door, so even their eyes were shining with gold, and they all went to greet their parents with shy faces.

At this moment, the original melodious violin music stopped abruptly, and the sound of advertisements sounded in the store.

"Appreciate all kinds of life, enjoy first-class service, welcome to Ai Niushi..."

Thanks to the efforts of Ai Niusi's waiters, the entire store was soon full of seats.

For this reason, the waiters had joyful expressions on their faces.

However, some families were happy and some were sad, but Lin Muxue's pretty face turned bitter at this moment.

That bitter expression made Zhao Jianchuan puzzled.

"Little girl, what's the matter? Why are you frowning? You're prone to crow's feet like this."

Lin Muxue curled her lips, pointed to several nearby tables, and replied dissatisfied.

"What else can you do? Look at those guys' eyes, staring at me?

I always feel like a baboon in a zoo, surrounded by people, don't you think it's weird? "

Zhao Jianchuan looked in the direction of her finger, and it turned out that the people on the nearby tables were all glancing at her.

To be precise, their eyes were all on Lin Muxue.

Especially on the right, on the second table there are three gangsters dressed up, one with yellow hair, one with a bald head, and a tattooed man with sunglasses.

Seeing Lin Muxue looking at them, the bald head immediately spit on his hand.

Then dabbed it all over his head to make his hair look smoother.

Huangmao shook his hand, took out a bottle of jelly water from nowhere, and sprayed it on the top of his head.

The tattooed man with sunglasses was looking at his phone with interest, he looked like the most serious of the three.

Lin Muxue only felt an urge to retch, while Zhao Jianchuan complained in his heart.

"Why does this plot seem familiar to me? Isn't this a plot that appears in many urban novels?

Next, it should be these guys who came up to hook up with the heroine and failed, but were slapped in the face by the protagonist instead, fuck me, don't bring such blood, okay? "

Although this plot did not exist in the original work, he unexpectedly encountered it.

Zhao Jianchuan kept praying in his heart, hoping that these 250 mentally retarded guys would never come up, otherwise he would be so disgusted that he vomited.

His prayer seems to have taken effect, so the development of the plot deviates from what he imagined.

The tattooed man is holding a phone in one hand and fiddling with cutlery in the other.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the fork in his hand came out unexpectedly.

"Clang..."

The fork landed on Lin Muxue's right foot, and the tattooed man immediately got up from his seat, as if he was about to pick up the fork.

Seeing his actions, a waitress who was waiting next to him immediately came over to stop him with a new set of cutlery.

"Sir, it's okay, don't pick it up, I'll give you a new set of tableware."

The man in the sunglasses frowned, and replied coldly: "Don't worry, I picked up this fork and scalded it with boiling water, and it's still usable."

"But, sir..." The waitress still stopped her.

"But Nima, if you continue to babble, I will kill you!"

After finishing speaking, the man in sunglasses slapped the waitress on the face, knocked her down to the ground, and bent down again to pick up the steel fork.

Zhao Jianchuan looked at the man in the sunglasses holding the phone in one hand, probably understanding why the man in the sunglasses insisted on picking up the fork.

In some TV or news I have watched before, there are some relatively wretched men who will try their best to peek or even take pictures of beauties in short skirts or miniskirts.

With Lin Muxue's peerless looks, and wearing a company-style short skirt with black silk, it can be said that she is absolutely attractive to most men.

No, before Zhao Jianchuan knew Lin Muxue's identity, he was completely fascinated by her.

If it weren't for Sun Xiaokong and his senior brother, Zhao Jianchuan might not even know he was cheated to death.

It can be seen how attractive Lin Muxue is, and it is normal for some men to secretly take pictures.

It's just that Zhao Jianchuan won't witness all this happening with his own eyes. Even if he doesn't like Lin Muxue anymore, he won't want other men to blaspheme her.

At the very least, Lin Muxue was once the goddess he had a crush on, and he would never allow the goddess to be desecrated.

When the man in sunglasses was about to squat down to pick it up, Zhao Jianchuan stepped on the steel fork with lightning speed, and then kicked the steel fork far away.

The man in the sunglasses didn't understand what happened for a while, and froze on the spot for an instant.

Waiting for the reaction, the man in the sunglasses flew into a rage instantly. With a flick of his hand, a gleaming dagger appeared, and he straightened up and stabbed at Zhao Jianchuan.

"Bastard! I'm doing..."

Zhao Jianchuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy. He grabbed the head of the man in sunglasses with his right hand and slammed it on the table.

"boom……"

There was a dull sound, and the sound of the lens breaking.

The head of the man with the tattooed sunglasses hit the table heavily. Before he could react, he was picked up by Zhao Jianchuan again, and fell down again.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sunglasses worn by the man with the sunglasses tattoo were completely shattered, and some of the fragments even stuck into his face. Because of this, his face was covered in blood at this time.

The strength of the man with the sunglasses tattoo is at the late stage of Lingwu, in Zhao Jianchuan's hands it is like twisting a chicken that has no ability to resist.

Seeing his brother being rubbed against the table, Huangmao and Baldhead couldn't sit still anymore, and each of them took a stool and threw it at Zhao Jianchuan.

When the stool in Huang Mao's hand was about to hit him on the head, Zhao Jianchuan squatted down instantly, and then used the tattooed man twisted in his hand as a shield to directly block the falling stool.

"Boom..." The tattooed man's head was dripping with blood, and he passed out.

Facing the stool thrown down by the bare-backed head, Zhao Jianchuan also used the tattooed man to resist.

It's just that the stool hit his shoulder, and for a moment, the severe pain woke up the tattooed man who had passed out, screaming heart-piercingly.

Zhao Jianchuan threw the tattooed man on the ground like throwing a rag, and shook his head slightly.

"I have to say, the two of you are really ruthless. You can be so ruthless to your own brother. I admire you very much."