Infinite: The Protagonist Must Die

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Gao Xianda yelled and shocked the members of the Mexican gang.

"I am an employee of the Maxim restaurant, and you are not allowed to fight in our restaurant!" Gao Xianda shouted.

"We are a private matter, it has nothing to do with you! Get away from me if you don't want to die!" shouted the leading brother.

"No, as long as what happened in our hotel has something to do with me!" Gao Xianda said rightly.

The chatty barman and the cashier looked next to them, applauded Gao Xianda enthusiastically, and then hurried down the kitchen.

"This is righteousness." Mexico helped his elder brother smile. "Not yet!"

Gao Xianda did not run. He doesn't have to run at all. These little **** took weapons like baseball bats. The most powerful thing is just a 9mm pistol, which can't hurt Gao Xianda.

The problem is that the reporter is watching next to him. How can he get the favor of that reporter?

If he went straight up and beat these little **** with three punches and two feet, it would be hard not to let the reporter think that all this was arranged.

Gao Xianda can only pretend.

He picked up a sweeping broom and laid it timidly in front of him, shouting, "Get out, or I will call the police!"

"Boy, still pretending to be a hero here!" Brother said with a smile, "You report me and see!"

As soon as he reached out, he ripped off the landline at the front desk and fell to the ground. Stepped on it again.

He did not believe that a restaurant waiter could afford a mobile phone. So as long as there is no landline, there is no way to call the police.

"This is an item in the shop! You have to pay!" Gao Xianda rushed up and used the wood of the broom to hit the leading brother hard.

The leading brother instinctively raised his arm and blocked the broom.

Gao Xianda didn't use any strength at all, nor did he go to his head. He hit the lead brother's arm and didn't hurt at all.

He smashed it a few more times, annoying the lead brother.

"Your kid is not over!" The eldest brother grabbed the broom in Gao Xianda's hand, then put it on his knee, plopped it in two, and threw it on the ground.

He grabbed Gao Xianda's neck collar again, grabbed him, and said, "Do you want to die!"

"Don't! Don't kill me!" Gao Xianda quickly reached out and pushed his brother on the lead, pushing him away.

The eldest brother felt a shock, and his chest was a little uncomfortable. However, Gao Xianda did not move his fist, so he did not contact him.

The elder brother took the lead and dragged Gao Xianda down, instructing the younger brother, "Bash him!"

Then the younger brothers came back one after another, smashing them with baseball bats, kicking with their feet, and arrogantly beating Gao Xianda.

Gao Xianda could only hug his head with his hands and curl his legs. There is no resistance at all.

The eldest brother wanted to continue to interrogate the reporter, but he felt his chest was stuffy and he became more and more uncomfortable, as if a little out of breath.

"I, I..." He called a few times and fell to the ground.

His gang of younger brothers played well, and when he saw his elder brother fell, he quickly came over to help him.

But no one beat him at all, and he didn't have any trauma. How could he fall suddenly?

The eldest brother was bluish and sweaty, pointing at his chest with his fingers and panting vigorously, but he could not catch his breath. At first glance, it was a symptom of a heart attack.

"Brother has a heart attack! Call an ambulance!" shouted the younger brother who helped him.

But the landline in the Maxim restaurant has been smashed by the lead brother. Where else is the phone?

"Withdraw! Damn, come to him again to settle the accounts!" These younger brothers had no choice but to take the elder brother out. Some people looked for public telephone booths, and some people rented out, and they were in a hurry.

In this way, Gao Xianda did not resign, he lay on the ground, grabbed the feet of a younger brother, and cried, "Loss! You will lose money if you smash our shop! You lose money!"

The younger brother could still take care of Gauchenda, kicked his feet, and turned and ran out.

It took a long time for Gao Xianda to sit up from the ground and howled and cried: "Unreasonable gang characters! This gang of gods! I finally found a job. I came to work on the first day to find trouble..."

The reporters were so weeping that they were crying, and they said that this poor child wouldn’t have been because of me. If he didn't get beaten up, he might have hit him.

Then he took out his handkerchief, wiped Gao Xianda's face, and offered some comfort.

Gao Xianda took the handkerchief, wiped his tears and blew his nose, wiped it off, and returned the handkerchief to the reporter.

The reporter glanced, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, I'll give you..."

It didn't make sense for the manager to stay awake until he saw that the Mexican gang had left before he dared to come out with the staff. After waiting for a while, seeing that those people showed no signs of coming back, he became angry again.

Especially the manager, when he saw the waitress of Gao Xianda, he couldn't tell the anger. Gauchenda and Berkeley were about the same size, or he would not be able to wear that look. From a distance, the manager thought it was Berkeley.

Hearing the trouble of a gang coming over to find customers, and seeing that Gao Xianda was covered in footprints and beaten up, he took it for granted that the gang members came to Berkeley. The manager couldn't help but scolded: "Berkeley, you mourning star! Hurry up to me! Don't appear in my store anymore!"

Gao Xianda didn't cry this time. He heard that the store manager had mistaken him as Berkeley.

The acting is about to perform a full set, and he said angrily: "I helped you protect your property before I got beaten up! There is no credit but hard work, so you can say that to me! I don’t do it!"

After speaking, Gao Xianda threw the handkerchief in his hand to the ground, got up and left the hotel, and threw the shop door hard before leaving.

At first glance, the manager seemed to be not Berkeley! He also felt a little ignorant at once, not knowing what to say.

The cashier and chatty waiter next to me quickly pulled the store manager and said, "Don't care, don't care, the actor will experience life..."

The reporter saw that Gao Xianda had really lost his job because of this. He wanted to persuade the store manager, but looking at the store manager Na Dexing, I thought it was a good thing. Even with a tip before the meal, he threw two hundred-dollar bills, turned around and went out to chase Gao Xianda.

Gao Xianda was mad at the door and did not go far. That reporter easily caught up with Gao Xianda.

"Young man, don't be sad!" he said. He thought that Gao Xianda was a kind-hearted young man who was willing to pay. He pulled out a business card and said, "This job is gone, it doesn't matter. If you need money, you can come to me . I have some work here. Although I am suffering a little, but I still make a lot of money, are you willing?"

Gao Xianda glanced up and down at the reporter, and nodded.

The system shows that Gao Xianda has obtained the reporter's initial trust and obtained 10 reviews. Continue to gain the trust of journalists to have the opportunity to find the materials needed by the Anti-Street Violence Department.

The reporter also gave Gao Xianda a camera, let him go to practice shooting skills today, and come to this restaurant at the same time tomorrow to find him.

Looking at the reporter's leaving, Gao Xianda waved his fist: "Get it!"

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