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Chapter 339 There is never a shortage of passionate people

A man in a suit hurriedly ran over. This matter was a big deal and it was related to the problems between the two countries. We should not underestimate it. However, when we first came over, we saw two niggers shouting. Although we were unhappy, we could only come forward to ask.

"Do you two have any problems? If you have any questions, please come and solve them. Don't disturb the rest of the guests' meals."

"This group of people is very disrespectful to us and dares to hit us with something. Your restaurant must give me an explanation, otherwise I will report it." Quinn shouted.

"There must be another reason for this matter. I'll check the video first." The man wiped the cold sweat from his broken forehead and went to the counter to get the video at that time. After watching for a long time, he was almost cursing. It wasn't because you two niggers wanted to tease someone's girl that the girl knocked her with chopsticks. It's so damn, two sbs.

"This matter is not a big deal, let alone just being knocked by a girl. Please don't yell, so as not to affect other guests' meals." The man said with a smile on his face.

If these two niggers were not foreigners, he would have started to drive people with sticks. What kind of stuff do you really think the restaurant is yours.

"No, how can this matter be considered a trivial matter? It concerns the friendship between our two countries." Another nigger said seriously. "Otherwise we will report it to your government. I believe the official will definitely give us a solution."

***, the man scolded in his heart, "You bastard, nigger, why are you bragging? If someone from another country comes to cause trouble, maybe you may even say you are afraid of it. How powerful are you Africans? A group of rice insects with national subsidies. If the international community had not provided so much assistance to you Africa, you would still be in a barbaric period."

"Please don't mess around. I watched the video. This is your mistake first. We cannot be biased towards you." The man said seriously. "If you don't like it here, please go to another restaurant for dinner."

"Do you dare to discriminate against us?" the nigger roared. This is another despicable point of theirs, that is, they always think that others discriminate against them. Damn, if you are more successful and make a name for yourself, who will discriminate against you? Generally speaking, you are not successful.

"I didn't say anything discriminating against you. Please leave this restaurant. We don't welcome you." The man said.

"Get out, this is China, not a place where you can do your best." A young man shouted.

"Get out quickly, don't think I didn't see what you did, really think you are the masters?"

"You are just a group of borers. You don't know how to be grateful after eating our food. You should really kill yourself with one stick."

After hearing the other diners' words, the two black men obviously began to become angry and overturned several tables in a row and shouted, "Who is shouting? Let's stand up and say it again to me."

Because of the size of these two men, many people dare not stand up. After all, shouting is shouting, fighting is fighting, and you cannot confuse it. With the idea of ​​self-care, you will be lower than anyone else.

"Haha, I dare not stand up now. You are cowards, born cowards." Quinn burst into laughter.

The young man who had just called up stood up and pointed at Quinn and shouted, "What's the matter with me? Can you bite me off a few more hands?"

"You're looking for death." Another nigger grabbed a stool and smashed it at the young man.

The young man hid for a while and did not hit him. When the nigger wanted to hit him, he found that one hand had tightly grasped his shoulder. When he looked back, he saw that the person who grabbed him was the yellow-skinned monkey just now.

"Let me go." The black ghost roared at Song Yun.

"Noisy." Song Yun's strength in his hand became stronger and stronger, and he embedded himself hard into the nigger's muscles. At first, the nigger thought how much threat a yellow-skinned monkey could threaten him, but soon he knew that he was wrong.

The yellow-skinned monkey was really strong, and it hurt to grab his shoulders, "Let me loosen my shoulders, let go quickly, Quinn come and save me quickly."

"You bastard." Quinn saw that his partner was beaten, grabbed a stool and smashed it hard on Song Yun's head. Seeing this, Qingluan took a chopstick and swung it forward. The chopsticks were inserted into Quinn's arm at a speed that was hard to see in the naked eye.

Quinn knelt on the ground with a painful cry, "Who did it, who did it."

At this time, Quinn's right arm was penetrated by chopsticks, and blood could not stop flowing out. After this, the people around him were scared. Why did his mother still move the weapon? The charge of beating foreign friends is quite a bit. Although they are Africans, they are considered to be from foreign countries after all.

"Get out." Song Yun kicked the nigger in front of him next to Quinn, then rushed forward with a steadily, and the sole of the 42-sized shoe was stomped on the other party's face. "Tell you, we Chinese are not that easy to bully. If you want to show off your might in our land, wait for hundreds of millions of years."

One was that his arms were pierced through, and the other was that he had a large shoe print on his face. The two of them didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so they crawled out and ran out.

The restaurant manager looked at the blood that was flowing all over the floor, then looked at the wind and light clouds and said, "Brother, take these girls and leave quickly. Maybe these two bastards will come to help. I will delete all the videos today, at least they won't find you."

"Thank you, but I am never afraid of things. If they dare to do it, I will continue." Song Yun smiled and said, "Give us six bowls of fried noodles. ************* was overturned by these two niggers before they could eat it."

"It's a man." The manager bowed and shouted to the counter, "Come six bowls of fried noodles quickly, the account is on my head."

Song Yun and the other six sat on another table. Song Yun just bowed to the cheering voices of the people around him. Although these people did not really help him, they still scolded the two niggers after all.

"Brother, you are really good at it just now." The young man who stood up came over and said. "Thank you for saving me just now, otherwise I would definitely be beaten by those two bastards."

"Haha, you have all been trained since childhood. According to my opinion, you are pretty good. You dare to stand up alone and shout with the two niggers." Song Yun said with a smile. There are too few young people like this now. For example, the rest of them are basically watching the excitement and will not stand up stupidly.

"It's nothing. Our country has never lacked passionate people, but people who can lead the way." The young man touched the back of his head and said with a silly smile.

"So your quality is the most valuable. At least with you, the group of people who dare to lead, the country can develop steadily." Song Yun praised.

(End of this chapter)
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