The man rushed to the table where Yun Qingyue was. Although Yun Qingyue did not look up, she had already anticipated the trajectory of the man rushing over. When he bumped into him, she picked up her bowl of wonton at the right time. After the man stopped, she put the bowl back on the table.

"It's indeed a beauty!"

The boss narrowed his turbid drunken eyes and looked up and down at Yun Qingyue, then turned around and said to the brothers, letting them come up too.

Yun Qingyue was fumigated by the smell of alcohol and suddenly lost her appetite. Her eyes turned cold and she said, "I'll count three times, you'd better get out of here."

"Oh, the beauty is quite strong-willed, I like it."

The boss said, and his hand reached towards Yun Qingyue.

A sharp look flashed in Yun Qingyue's eyes, but before she could do anything, someone had already taken action for her.

The boss's hand was grabbed by a powerful hand, slowly lifted it up, and then fell directly at the men.

"It's early in the morning that I'm so furious. Get out! If you don't get out, be careful of Mr. Mo's fist!"

Yun Qingyue looked around and saw only a side face plated with sunrise, full of vitality.

The man was thrown by the person who came and woke up a little bit, but when he thought of his face being put down in front of his brother, he felt a little worried.

"Where did the bastard come from? I dare to attack me and live impatiently!"

The people who were smashed stood up, and their bodies burst out with energy, surrounding the breakfast stall.

"Young Master, you can't make trouble anymore. Let the master know that you will be punished by the master when you go back."

A middle-aged man stopped the fist that the boy was about to swing and pulled him away.

The boy surnamed Mo said unwillingly: "Uncle Zhong, they intend to tease good women. I am trying to help me when I see injustice. How could my father punish me!"

The boss saw someone holding the boy down and sneered contemptuously: "It turns out that it is a baby who has not been weaned yet. Go back to drink milk. Please stop your grandpa from having fun here."

"But a few young people dared to speak in front of me, Mr. Mo, and I would like to accompany me if I want to fight, so I should use it to exercise my muscles and bones."

As the boy surnamed Mo said, Yuanli also exploded on his body.

"The middle stage of Juyuan is not the middle stage!"

The drunkard in the head saw the red Yuan power on the young man's body, which was clearly a symbol of the middle and late Juyuan period, and the drunkenness on his body disappeared.

If they were just ordinary mid-stage Juyuan, they might be able to subdue the young man with the advantage of the number of people, but they were already masters in the mid-stage Juyuan, so they would not have much chance of winning.

"Hmph! You are lucky today, let's withdraw!"

If you can't beat it, you will leave. Those drunks saw the opportunity quickly.

But they ignored the original target, and the harassed master never spoke!

"Do you want to leave after disturbing my interest in dining? You didn't say hello when you came, so you should always leave something when you left, right?"

A gentle, cold voice with the morning sound fell, and a howling suddenly woke up the people around him who were still sleeping.

The boy surnamed Mo blinked his beautiful big eyes and looked at the drunkard in the head holding his hands and screaming. In the middle of his palm, a chopstick was inserted on it, and blood kept flowing out of his palm.

He looked back and saw that the girl who had been sitting upright at the table had only one pair of chopsticks in her hand, and the other one was played with by her, and was circled from top to bottom with her fingers.
Chapter completed!