Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 793
The other party deliberately referred to "rare customers" as "rare", and the meaning of cursing is obvious.

Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help frowning, cursed "bad luck", and unconsciously looked at Du Lan beside him.

But Du Lan just lowered his head and lightly cut the roasted pork knuckle, the expression on his face was neither salty nor dull, he didn't care at all, as if he didn't hear this sentence, and he didn't mean to leave.

Dong Qiangqiang had no choice but to suppress his temper.This night was more troublesome and longer than he imagined.

At the same time the sound of footsteps disappeared behind him, two chubby hands hit his shoulders with a "bang", as if wishing to smash him into the concrete floor under his feet.

Du Lan only felt a flash of light in front of her eyes, and at a glance, the gold bracelet on the other's fat wrist, the thickness of a little finger, was proudly brushing her presence towards her.

Dong Qiangqiang wanted to yell at each other when his shoulders were slapped so painfully, but in the public view, he finally chose to restrain his anger. After all, arguing or fighting with each other in public will only make Germans think that Chinese people are rude and uneducated of.

So he just got up and scolded the other party with a serious face: "Zhou, keep your mouth clean! Don't bother us!"

Zhou Zhihai's whole body is like an airbag full of air. He is obviously a few rounds fatter than when he met Dong Qiangqiang in Sweden at the end of last year. personal.

"Tsk tsk, what you said is really crazy." At the same time Dong Qiangqiang stood up, Zhou Zhihai moved his hands away from his shoulders, and brushed off the non-existing dust on his shoulders pretending to be concerned, and then walked slowly Stepping to the side of Du Lan, while standing still, tilting his head and looking down at Du Lan's face with a smirk, he suddenly asked with concern after a long time, "Yo, crying? I understand, people know you I don't want you anymore..." he said while looking at Dong Qiangqiang, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Without saying a word, Du Lan put down the knife and fork and at the same time raised his hand to pick up the water glass in front of him, and threw it at the other person's face without even looking at it.

Not only Zhou Zhihai was unexpected, even Dong Qiangqiang was unexpected.

Zhou Zhihai couldn't dodge in time, and was hit instantly.Just as he dodged, a thumb-thick gold chain hanging around his neck jumped out of his T-shirt.

After Du Lan poured the water, he didn't look up at Zhou Zhihai's expression at all. He poured himself another glass of lemonade as if nothing had happened, then slowly picked up the knife and fork again, and ate the roasted pork knuckle that had been divided on the plate.

Perhaps because of the knife and fork in Du Lan's hand, Zhou Zhihai suppressed his anger and slowly wiped the water stains on his face, gold necklace and body, with a sneer on his face: "It seems that I have hit the mark... ..."

Before Du Lan could answer, Dong Qiangqiang's hand had already landed on Zhou Zhihai's shoulder: "If you don't understand the good words, I can say it again: get lost!"

Zhou Zhihai seemed to be frightened by Dong Qiangqiang's momentum, so he hurriedly took two steps back, seeing that Dong Qiangqiang didn't chase after him, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with an exaggerated expression and tone: "My dear, young master Dong, you really scared me to death. Are you going to hit me?"

Before he finished speaking, a few young men with colorfully dyed hair appeared out of nowhere, with tattoos on their arms and hideous faces, holding the baton often held by tour guides in their hands, and surrounded Dong Qiangqiang. Living at the same time also separated him from Dulan.They all glared at Dong Qiangqiang, like a group of wolves who saw the meat, and only waited for the leader wolf to give an order before pounced on it and tore the prey into pieces.

Dong Qiangqiang looked around the young and immature faces of this group of young people, and gradually got an impression in his heart: the group of half-grown children in front of him was vaguely the group of gangsters who smashed his car when he first arrived in Munich last year. After getting up, all of them have become tour guides.

A lot of messy things happen, Dong Qiangqiang is no longer someone who can be easily irritated, but he can't hold back all kinds of bad things in one month, his emotions are like a volcano that has been accumulated for a long time, and it will erupt at any time.

He made up his mind that if Zhou Zhihai really wanted to find fault, he would settle both old and new grudges.Although he couldn't beat Sergeira, he still had no problem picking up a bastard.

The more people there are, the more movement there will be. The diners around have noticed that something is wrong with the people at this table, and they burst into loud voices from time to time when they are not eating.

"Zhou Zhihai, have you had enough trouble?" Du Lan smashed the water glass on the table and scolded sharply, "Can you show some face? Get lost!"

"The surname is Dong," Zhou Zhihai ignored Du Lan's scolding, put his face in front of Dong Qiangqiang, raised his eyebrows, and provocatively said, "The debt between us is not over yet, if you are a man, don't let a woman protect you." Come out obediently..."

As soon as Dong Qiangqiang heard it, he understood that the opponent wanted to fight more with less.His eyes swept over the faces of the young people, although the other party frowned at him, but when they met Dong Qiangqiang's sharp gaze, they all turned their eyes to other places, as if they had done something shameful.After all, Dong Qiangqiang was well-informed, and he knew that these few were just rotten shrimps who were vicious and soft-hearted, and they couldn't get on the table at all.

"You only count on these few goods?" He smiled dismissively.

"It's still too late for you to beg for mercy," Zhou Zhihai seemed to be thinking about Dong Qiangqiang, "otherwise you will regret it soon."

Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that a punching bag would fall from the sky, so he said in passing: "Let's go..."

"There are a lot of people here, everyone looks ugly when you do it, and there is no one in the alley behind..." Zhou Zhihai tilted his head and stretched out his thumb to gesture behind him, then winked at the young people, and walked away.The younger generations followed him and filed out.The red-haired boy who walked last gave Dong Qiangqiang his middle finger.

"I'll go out for a while." Dong Qiangqiang suffocated the fire in his heart, and said something as if asking for instructions or as a notification, and took advantage of the opportunity to drink the Fu Gen'er in his cup.

"Did you come to Germany just for this kind of people and this kind of shit?" Du Lan asked with a slap in the face, "Your parents sent you out after all the hard work just to make you fight with bastards?"

"What?" Dong Qiangqiang was at a loss for words, "Of course not..."

"Then why are you going out? Are you sick?" Du Lan's words became sharper.

"But... he said that if I don't go out, don't you have to scold me for being cowardly?" Dong Qiangqiang argued with a smile, "Didn't you think I was timid just now?"

"Dong Qiangqiang, I know that you are very depressed if you didn't get the admission letter, and I know that it's uncomfortable to be threatened by others, but you really don't need to complain about yourself like a resentful woman, let alone you are still a person who has accepted the motherland and the people. Adult independent male in German higher education, you should know the priorities. The most important thing you should do now is not rush to the back alley to teach those brats to vent your anger and dissatisfaction, but go to the admissions office of the University of Trier tomorrow to ask Did you send out your admission letter? Don’t write emails, don’t make phone calls, and ask people directly in person, and you must get a clear answer from the other party before you leave.” Du Lan taught like a cannonball, “If you don’t even know what to do If you can’t tell what not to do, or if you’re just an idiot who is scared and irritated, then we are really not suitable. I have no problem with you breaking up. But if you are not, please do something What a man should do, don't keep mixing yourself with this mud."

Du Lan's words were like a basin of bone-chilling cold water poured over Dong Qiangqiang's head.He stood there stunned, trying to argue, but his mind went blank, and he didn't know what to explain.

Only then did he realize that Du Lan had already seen through him.

Du Lan took out a few banknotes from his wallet and pressed them under the dinner plate. He stopped looking at him, picked up his bag, got up and left.

Du Lan's words echoed in Dong Qiangqiang's mind, and he didn't know whether he should chase after him or not, and what he should say when he did.

Du Lan, who was about to walk to the door, suddenly stopped, turned his back to Dong Qiangqiang and threw a sentence: "The 21st is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Under Dong Qiangqiang's surprised gaze, Du Lan disappeared at the door.

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