Rebirth: Outstanding

The fireplace in the living room was blazing. Song Tianyao and Angie-Peris's family were sitting in front of the fireplace, enjoying their carefully prepared food.

In places like the UK, even if it is carefully prepared, the main dish is nothing more than roast goose, and the drink is nothing more than red wine. Compared with the dozens of dishes in a Chinese banquet, the ingredients are far from the same.

This is a simple family. Ban is an accountant at the Glasgow Osk Shipyard, Palla is a salesperson at a convenience store, Sarah lives in the neighbourhood with her husband and is a teacher, and Carl is an electrical engineer. As for her age The youngest Joe is still in elementary school.

In the eyes of her family, Angie should have become an excellent lawyer in London or Glasgow, but now, she not only ran to the remote oriental colony of Hong Kong, but also became a rich man, and most importantly, a British company The money girl has a yellow-skinned fiance.

The appearance of Song Tianyao made Anji's family a little nervous. It was not that they were worried about not hosting Song Tianyao, but they would be more careful when talking about Hong Kong, lest a certain word would make Song Tianyao feel that they were discriminating against themselves and leaving a bad impression.

"Do the Chinese in Hong Kong still wear long braids? I have seen Chinese in movies." After Qiao swallowed the food in his mouth, he wiped his mouth first, and then asked Song Tianyao curiously. .

He had been curious for a long time, but just now it was his parents chatting with Song Tianyao. At this time, Song Tianyao had just finished the topic with his parents, and he immediately asked questions.

Song Tianyao shook his head: "No one is wearing braids anymore, they are no different from the British."

"Are you a high-class person in Hong Kong? Just like a big person like London or Glasgow, otherwise you won't know my sister, and there are Chinese in Glasgow, but they don't have a chance to know my sister." Joe said.

"Joe, pay attention to what you said, it is very rude." Para began to reprimand her son.

Song Tianyao smiled: "It's okay. When I met your sister, I was a pauper. At that time, all the money on my body could not afford the tie I was wearing at this time. It has nothing to do with skin, nationality or even the environment. If you work hard, you will always be able to change everything about yourself. As for the upper-class people, what you should think about is not to become them, but to surpass them. The medals and titles are earned by you, not by your father. ,Right?"

"Actually, when I heard you bought the Whistle Restaurant, I thought you wanted to live in Glasgow." Sarah chuckled beside Angie Peris.

Angie Peris looked at Song Tianyao and said to her sister: "He thinks the air in London and Glasgow is too bad."

Ding Ding~

The doorbell rang outside, and Para glanced at the clock.

"We didn't seem to invite other guests."

Ben stood up happily and wanted to open the door: "Maybe Thomas next door has heard that Angie is the new owner of the restaurant."

He walked through the living room, walked to his door, and opened the door.

There were two yellow people standing outside. After seeing the class, one of the bald middle-aged yellow people said in English:

"Sorry to disturb you, we want to see Mr. Song."

Song Tianyao got up, put on his coat and walked to the side of the class, looking at the two people outside the door.

"I'm Song Tianyao, what's the matter?"

The yellow man turned and pointed to the distant street.

Two cars were lying in the middle of the street. A dozen yellow men and white men were standing together, carrying steel pipes and hammers and other weapons. On the opposite side, a dozen white men who were obstructed from the road also held daggers in their hands. They confronted each other, and the other side kept swearing to humiliate these yellow and white people, but these people who were blocking the way were unmoved.

"Mr. Song, those who are from the Huajie Gang, according to the instructions we have received before, are to protect your safety in the UK. I don’t doubt that Mr. Song will default on payment, but I just want to ask. Did the Wuhui fight with the local gang in Glasgow?" The yellow race hesitated to Song Tianyao and asked: "This is not Hong Kong, nor Taiwan, this is Britain."

"So." Song Tianyao looked at the two groups of people who were facing each other in the distance, and asked the yellow race in front of him.

Yellow race: "It's up to you to decide whether to go to war or to meet Charlie of the Huajie Gang. Of course, we will guarantee your absolute safety."

Song Tianyao looked down at the suit: "What a joke, I just want to marry a British wife and I am not interested in seeing a British gangster."

"Got it." The yellow man turned and wanted to leave.

Song Tianyao called to stop him: "Also, go a little further and don't let them quarrel us for dinner. I don't want to know whether they go to the morgue or you go to the police station. In a good mood, I don’t want to help you out."

After speaking, Song Tianyao turned around holding Ban's shoulders.

Ban looked at Song Tianyao: "Minwuhui is me..."

"It's the one you've heard of." Song Tianyao nodded gently.

Ban took a breath: "God..."

"Don't worry, sir, I am not a member of the Civil Armed Forces Association, nor other gang members. I am just a legal businessman, doing some legal business." Song Tianyao closed the door casually.

On the streets outside, the members of the Huajie Gang were still using swear words to humiliate their opponents, and the yellow and white people who claimed to be the People's Armed Forces Association did not respond.

When the yellow race came back, a member of the Huajie Gang was wearing a brass skull ring toward his hand, and his eyes were sharply cursed at the other white man:

"Mongrels, you are ashamed of the Scots. You have started to **** the yellow **** now? Look at your virtues! I..."

The yellow man leaped over the two small Austin cars that were blocking the road. He punched the opponent's throat with his left hand, and punched the opponent's three-pointers under the ribs with his right hand, without waiting for the opponent to scream or react. , The right leg has already been kicked obliquely on the opponent's knee joint!

"Crack!" A soft sound!

Until the clean three strikes were completed, the member of the Huajie Gang had not fallen to the ground. The yellow race grabbed the opponent’s hair, pulled it down, and jumped up on the ground, hitting the knee with one blow. On the bridge of the opponent's nose.

"You don't even have the qualifications to let me do it." The yellow man released his hand, looked at the white man who fell softly on the ground, and spit out disdainfully, "Do it, don't kill, take it all to the hospital."

Seeing him doing it, members of the Civil Armed Forces Association swarmed upwards with their weapons, fighting with the Huajie Gang.

On the far corner of the street, a Cadillac was on, and Charlie quietly watched the folks from the Civil Armed Forces Association beat the Huajie Gang to the ground.

"Let's go, let the various gangs in Glasgow know that now the yellow race has crossed the line."