Just as a few people sat down and picked up the menu, there was a noise outside the door, and then the door of the private room was kicked open and a group of people rushed in.
There were six men in their twenties and four equally young women, a total of ten people.
These ten people all had colorful hair, wore non-mainstream clothes, and dressed like street thugs.
Meng Yuan frowned unhappily, looked at the lobby manager in a suit standing behind the group of hooligans, and asked unhappily, "What's going on?"
The lobby manager hurried to the front of the gang and said with a bitter face, "I just told them that this private room has been booked, but they insisted... insisted..."
At this point, the lobby manager was at a loss for words. This group of thugs were the local bosses of Nanwang Street, and he didn't dare to offend them. However, this private room had already been booked last night, and the people had already arrived. He really couldn't ask them to make room!
"Let me tell you!" A tall, thin man with dyed blond hair, wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, stepped forward and said bluntly, "We want this 'Peony Room'. You guys can go downstairs to the lobby to eat!"
"Why? We clearly booked this private room!" Su Muyu stood up suddenly and said angrily.
"So what? Little sister, don't you know whose territory this Nanwang Street belongs to? How dare you yell in front of us? Are you tired of living?" A woman with big wavy hair, blue highlights, and a belly-exposing top replied arrogantly.
Chu Xining, Jin Xu and Meng Yuan looked at Lan Ziye at the same time.
A line of black lines appeared on Lan Ziye's forehead. She really didn't know this group of people.
"I think you're the ones who are tired of living!" Su Muyu angrily left his seat and strode up to the woman. He puffed out his chest and said with full aura, "Why do you want to fight?"
Although she is very weak, that is against the demon race and warriors with spiritual power. She, Su Muyu, does not take these little thugs seriously. ╭(╯^╰)╮
"Hahaha!" Another short-haired woman burst into laughter, then looked at Su Muyu with disdain and said, "Little sister, you look like you're still in middle school, right?"
"What's wrong with middle school students? Can't middle school students come to eat barbecue?" Su Muyu yelled with a red face.
She actually laughed at her for being young, but she hadn't even laughed at this woman for being old!
"Manager, I reserved this private room yesterday. Please kick these irrelevant people out!" Meng Yuan stood up and said with a cold face.
The lobby manager looked at the arrogant and domineering thugs, then at Lan Ziye and his group of young, seemingly fifteen or sixteen-year-old kids. He sighed, walked up to Meng Yuan, and said with an apologetic smile, "How about you give them the private room? I'll find you a good table in the lobby, refund the full cost of the private room, and give you an extra plate of roasted lamb legs. How about that?"
"Are we the kind of people who care about such a small amount of money?" Jin Xu said in exasperation.
"No, no... Well, let me put it this way. They're all underlings of the King of Nanwang Street. No one here dares to offend them." The lobby manager said helplessly, "Besides, it's not worth it to offend them just for a private room!"
After a pause, the manager gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "Even if you eat in this private room today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to leave Nanwang Street! Forget it, just bear with it for a while and keep things calm!"
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