Need for Agent

Chapter 33 Punching Sticks

Chapter 33 Punching Sticks

"We want you to pay compensation." The gold-rimmed glasses held the fat manager's collar arrogantly, "You Chinese are like this, you have no morals."

"That's right, I've been bragging about my incompetence from morning till night." The thin man next to him was still half-baked at Chinese.

"Fortunately, the people of the world are fair and returned our Dragon Boat Festival to us." It was obvious that this group of people spoke in Chinese on purpose, and looked at Luo Yu provocatively while speaking.

"Dragon Boat Festival? What is that?" Luo Yu looked at Han Yixue, "I only know about Dragon Boat Festival."

Han Yixue seemed very angry: "It's our Dragon Boat Festival. Koreans applied for world cultural heritage protection, but our festival became their Dragon Boat Festival."

"Oh, that's it..." Luo Yu knocked on the table, "I only know what Bangzi said about acupuncture and moxibustion was invented by them, but I didn't expect that they also created illusions about festivals, what a narrow nation."

"I want to see your boss and tell him to come out." Gold Glasses said while picking up a wine bottle from the ground, "I want him to compensate us for the loss."

The fat man was held down by the other two people and couldn't move. He turned his head and glanced at Luo Yu.

"Our boss isn't here." Seeing how unreasonable these Koreans were, the male waiter next to him came up and tried to pull away the person holding the fat man.

"Get out." The skinny man roared and kicked the male waiter hard on the stomach. Seeing the waiter squatting down with his face covered in pain, he spat on the ground, "Chinese are cheap, so I won't be cruel to you Who else do you think you are?"

"Hey! How can you beat people indiscriminately!" Han Yixue was a little disappointed seeing Luo Yu watching and not responding. This person is useless.

Seeing a beautiful woman approaching, the Koreans' eyes lit up, they looked at each other and said to the fat man, "We won't be looking for a manager anymore, just ask that woman to come over and have a drink with us, and we'll pretend this never happened. "

"No, she is..." The fat man was kicked aside by the gold-rimmed glasses before he finished speaking.

"Come and have a drink with us." The thin man smiled wretchedly.

"It's really shameless, it's worse than me." Luo Yu opened the wine bottle that Han Yixue put in front of her and took a sip, "Is it mixed with water?"

"How can you beat people indiscriminately? This is China, not Korea." Han Yixue saw the fat man squatting on the ground covered with sweat, and shouted at the gold-rimmed glasses, "Please get out!"

Maybe it was Han Yixue's anger that made these people even more excited. The gold-rimmed glasses grabbed her hand and said, "I said before, it's fine to have a drink with us. Miss, you won't be disrespectful."

"Let go." Han Yixue's face flushed red when a strange man grabbed her hand, "I'll call the police if you do this again."

"Little girl, it's useless to call the police." Luo Yu gulped down the wine and weighed it in his hand with the empty bottle.

"Call the police, we have the protection of the embassy, ​​we are not afraid." The gold-rimmed glasses turned to look at the fat man, "Please go and get a bottle of wine."

"Let go!" Seeing the gold-rimmed glasses leaning over with a stern face, Han Yixue bit the opponent's wrist fiercely in desperation.

"Ah!" The gold-rimmed glasses yelled, and fire burst out of the eyes, "Damn woman!" She raised her hand and was about to slap it down.

Han Yixue closed her eyes and was waiting for the imminent pain on her face. Suddenly, there was a crackling sound, and when she opened her eyes, Han Yixue saw a wine bottle shattered on the left cheek of the gold-rimmed glasses. The eyes of the glasses flew out, and his face was hit hard and distorted into a strange shape. His facial features were all crowded together, the shattered glass shards flew away, and a hole exploded on the left face of the gold-rimmed glasses. The half-foot-long bloody mouth, blood poured out from the pink tender flesh.

The small beer bottle knocked out the gold-rimmed glasses, and Luo Yu clapped his hands in satisfaction: "A home run."

Everyone stood there stupidly watching the accident in front of them and still hadn't recovered their senses. A soft voice came from not far away: "Mr. Bangzi, didn't your old mother tell you to be gentle with ladies?"

"Luo Yu..." Seeing that it was Luo Yu walking over, Han Yixue looked at the broken wine bottle on the ground again, "You..."

"This bottle can be regarded as my treat." Luo Yu giggled, "According to the authority, the wine here is absolutely not mixed with water."

Several Koreans ran to the gold-rimmed glasses to help the half-dead Four-Eyed Boy. The blood on his face could not be stopped, and half of his face was swollen, like a rotten peach.

The thin man stood up and watched Luo Yu mumbling a few words with a gloomy face. Luo Yu didn't understand, so he stretched out his hand to pick his ears: "Please speak Mandarin, thank you."

Han Yixue helped the manager and the male waiter to Luo Yu's side. Hearing the thin man's words, his face changed, and he quickly reminded Luo Yu: "He said he will punish you severely."

The word punishment was naturally processed by Han Yixue, and Han Yixue must have omitted the national curse in it.

"I'll call the police." Han Yixue said as she was about to take out her phone.

"No need." Luo Yu smiled, "It's a stick, just give it some color. You must be the one who suffers when you call the police, believe it or not?"

Seeing Luo Yu's smile, Han Yixue was hesitant. At this time, Luo Yu had already walked over to say hello: "Sourui Sorui, I accidentally exploded your boss's chrysanthemum, it's really Sorui."

The remaining three Koreans surrounded them silently, each of them clenched their fists, while Luo Yu put his hands in his trouser pockets in a calm manner.

"Luo Yu be careful, I... I'd better call the police." Han Yixue was about to pull out her phone again.

"No." Luo Yu turned her head and smiled, "It's a small matter."

Seeing Luo Yu turn his head to speak, the thin man picked up a chair next to him and threw it on Luo Yu's head, and the other two also picked up the ashtray and threw broken glass at Luo Yu at the same time.

"Boom" punched the chair through, and when the fist hit the thin man's chest, there was a very clear sound of bones breaking, and the teeth of the man felt sore.Taking a step to the side to avoid the broken glass, the ashtray just hit her waist, Luo Yu kicked the thin man out, "Wow" the thin man was kicked in the chest by Luo Yu without any resistance, and spit out a mouthful of blood Knocked over several tables and rolled to the ground.

As soon as he grasped the wrist holding the ashtray, the ashtray fell into Luo Yu's hands, and the ashtray was smashed on the shoulder of the stick, and the debris pierced into the joint. Luo Yu knocked the joint out of its socket, and the porcelain fragments were rubbed back and forth in the synovial bursa of the joint, and the pain was so painful that the stick screamed like a pig.

Seeing that Luo Yu's back was facing her, the last person held the glass and swiped down on Luo Yu's back. Luo Yu didn't look back and kicked him sideways. There was a muffled "bang", and the stick covered his arms A little below the nest, he fell to the ground with a humming ###, Luo Yu shook his head: "At least the spleen is ruptured, it's a pity that you can no longer enjoy the pleasure of a man."

All this happened in less than ten seconds, Han Yixue looked at everything in front of her stupidly, her mouth was big enough to stuff a goose egg: "Is this a kung fu movie?"