The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 529
Jiang Ting disagreed, "It's too long, change it."

"Shenyu! Is this short enough? It's cool!"

"Secondary two, change."

"Mingfeng Villa? Yipin Pavilion?"

"Looks like a real estate business, change!"

Quan Lang resigned, he can't do this, he can't do that, isn't this embarrassing him, a science student?
Bai Yuling is also a bad namer. After thinking about it in distress, his eyes fell on the white rose bottle on the table, and he said casually, "It's better to call it Rose Manor. What do you think?"

"It's so beautiful! It's the most suitable!"

"Not bad! Applause!"

"My sister is so talented!"

The young agents bragged about rainbow farts, and Bai Yuling waved his hands modestly, "Okay, low-key, low-key..."

Jiang Ting: "..."

Not far away, groups of white people gathered together, staring at Bai Yuling's direction with malicious intent.

With that look, it's clear that he's taken a fancy to this handsome man.

One of the blond men gave a smirk, stretched out his arm and poked the man in the suit beside him, and whispered something in his ear.

One of them tore open a small bag and poured all the white powder into the wine glass in front of him.

The man in the iron gray suit straightened his tie, got up, and walked towards Bai Yuling with a wine glass in his hand.

"Hi, buddy."

A gentle and hoarse voice came from above his head, Bai Yuling raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

The man in the suit was excited, and asked a gentleman, "I can have this honor, can I buy you a drink?"

Bai Yuling replied in fluent English, "Don't you see that I already have a companion?"

The man in the suit glanced at the five men on the table, and immediately saw that they were not locals.

Dare to sit down next to Bai Yuling, his eyes linger on her delicate skin, "Trust me, I will give you a pleasant night."

Seemingly confident in his own charm, the man shook the wine glass, moved it to Bai Yuling's mouth, and stretched out his hand towards her leg.

In the next moment, the whole person was lifted up, spun around and smashed on the table.

Jiang Ting didn't know when he made the move, he stared coldly at the bold man in suit, exuding Ling Ran's killing intent all over his body.

The wine crackled and fell to the floor, and the four foreigners at that table all stood up, speaking in dialects they didn't understand.

One of them clenched his fist and waved it as a threat.

Quan Lang showed no sign of weakness, rolled up his sleeves to show off his tendons, "Want to fight?"

This was simply a provocative signal, and all four men came over.

"Hey! Are you still excited? Grandpa is afraid of you, come here..." Quan Lang hooked his fingers and jumped on the table out of thin air.

The man in the suit staggered up from the ground, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are!"

Dare to hit my sister's idea, just wait to be beaten into a pig's head!

Bai Yuling drank the cocktail leisurely, while the old monk sat down and watched the show.

There was a commotion in the bar. The foreigners looked at each other and spoke the local dialect, creating a noisy and chaotic scene.

"Who are they? Why do they appear in this kind of place?"

"Damn yellow people! Teach them a lesson!"

Except for Bai Yuling and the drunken Xuanwu, the five agents stood up and stood ready.

There was a creaking sound of chairs being pulled away, and the spectators around also joined the dispute.

Locals are the most united, especially in front of foreigners...

(End of this chapter)