Chapter 38 Good brother, let's eat melon together

Smith approached Su Mu and looked down at him.

Su Mu took two steps back because of the smell of alcohol.

Smith thought that the other party was afraid, and he became even more arrogant.

"Little guy, play a song as I say, and I'll give you this."

Smith was drunk and his steps were a little shaky. He held the piano cover with one hand and reached into the collar of his suit with the other hand, rummaging around.

Su Mu looked at his movements coldly and was very dissatisfied with his greasy big hands on the piano.

After a while, Smith took out a check from his chest and shook it in his hand.

"What do you think? Dan, this is yours."

"You'll never get it again if you miss this opportunity."

Su Mu remained unmoved, even too lazy to raise his eyebrows, and his voice finally became a little cold, not as polite as at the beginning.

"Sir, I'll say it again, you'd better go down now, first of all, I have nothing to say here. Secondly, you have already wasted everyone's time for a long time, can't you see that they are all very annoyed with you!"

"Why, is the money not enough? I know you people are greedy. Here, this is a blank check, fill in the number as you like."

Smith smiled contemptuously, his mouth full of the smell of alcohol, and his yellow teeth were exposed.

Su Mu just felt disgusted.

He is short of money now, but he makes money honestly and will not accept humiliation.

Besides, since he is playing in the bar now, he is serving the people who come to the bar, not to satisfy the desires of this one person.

Su Mu did not want to care about it anymore, and looked in the direction of Manager Wang again, only to see that he was gone.

Even if this man is of noble status, the bar should not always tolerate him making trouble and affecting the business, otherwise the reputation will definitely decline in the future.

And as for Shangguan Fan, he did not think that such a "madman" would allow such a thing to happen in his bar.

So now he is just waiting, waiting for the people in the bar to come forward and take this thing away.

But Smith was unhappy when he did not get a response.

When had he ever encountered the setback of being rejected? Even if he occasionally met a few proud people, they would eventually fall for the money he gave them.

Money makes the world go round, and no one can resist money.

So when Su Mu's eyes did not sparkle like those people before, and he immediately acted arrogantly and respectfully after seeing the check, Smith felt a desire to conquer him.

Just like he had never failed anywhere else, he was now like conquering a stubborn disease, vowing to make the other party submit to him.

He flew towards Su Mu with the check between his fingers, and after hitting Su Mu's chest, he naturally fell vertically.

Su Mu's expression was gloomy, and there was a subtle flash of brutality in his eyes.

Smith sobered up a little when he saw Su Mu's eyes.

What kind of look is that?

Why does he feel like he is being looked down upon by the other party as if he were an ant?

Doesn't he regard the other party as dust, while this person is so humble as to beg for his charity like a dog?

How did he see... murderous intent in the other party's eyes?

Is it fake?

Smith said something in a foreign language that sounded like a curse, then raised his arm and grabbed Su Mu's collar and pulled him up.

Hiss -

everyone in the audience took a breath, because Smith was a burly and strong man, while the musician was very delicate and looked like he could withstand a fight.

Such a difference in body shape meant a difference in strength, which made everyone sweat for the unlucky musician.

Su Mu was grabbed and pulled up, standing on tiptoes, his body still swaying, looking like he couldn't stand steadily.

The corners of his eyes turned red instantly, and he looked very pitiful, like a wounded deer.

Su Mu himself was handsome, not only attracted the attention of women, but also men.

Some people who couldn't bear to see the beauty cry were already ready to make a move, even if the other party was a big shot, they also wanted to rescue the beauty from this drunkard.

But there was one person who was the fastest.

Everyone only saw a figure passing by quickly.

This person didn't even have time to walk up from the side steps, but directly from the front of the stage, with one hand, he jumped onto the stage.

Then he rushed over, grabbed Smith's collar from behind, and used his other hand to tear open the place where Smith was grabbing Su Mu's clothes.

With one force, he separated the two people, and at the same time, he pulled Smith apart fiercely and kicked him without mercy.

"Bang!"

The heavy flesh hit the stage floor with a blunt sound.

Not to mention the sound, just looking at the arc of Smith being kicked away, everyone gasped.

From wanting to strangle Smith to death the previous second, to fearing that he would bleed to death on the spot.

After kicking the rubbish away, Chu Hanting didn't even look at Smith, as if the person he came to discuss cooperation with today was not Smith, and this person was unimportant.

He just turned around and grabbed Su Mu, protecting him in his arms.

Patting him on the back, he said, "Why don't you fight back or call for help? If I don't come, will you let him bully you?"

Chu Hanting saw that Su Mu's eyes were red, and he sniffed softly, with a face full of grievance, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Su Mu leaned his head against Chu Hanting's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I can't beat him, he's so strong."

But Chu Hanting couldn't see the expression of Su Mu who was lowering his head at this moment, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

It's true that he can't beat him, but he can hide.

He couldn't hide because, just before Smith came to grab him, he saw a man coming in from the door from the platform.

Although he was far away, the familiarity of his soul allowed Su Mu to recognize Chu Hanting's figure at a glance, and he knew it was him.

So, he deliberately didn't dodge, and his eyes instantly turned red, and he chose an angle where Smith's facial expression was not blocked.

Yes, he was scheming, and he did it on purpose.

He just wanted to draw Chu Hanting's attention. As for whether Chu Hanting would help him, Su Mu never thought that he would not.

He knew that Chu Hanting would not accept his feelings so quickly, but he would never watch him being bullied by others without doing anything.

Otherwise, where would the opportunity to be so close to each other come from?

Opportunities are created by people. Suddenly, he was very grateful for the drunk's unreasonable behavior.

At least it proved one thing, Chu Hanting was not completely indifferent to him.

He knew this man too well. If Mr. Chu hated a person, then even if Su Mu was beaten to death here today, Mr. Chu would not lift a finger to help. He

was still protected, which meant there was hope!!!

Shangguan Fan finally rushed to the lobby in a hurry, followed by Manager Wang who was running breathlessly.

He came out of the corridor and happened to see Lao Chu holding someone in his arms, so he stepped on the brakes.

Manager Wang who was following closely behind him almost bumped into him.

"Oh my god, Lao Chu is so good, he has already carried the child."

Shangguan Fan was no longer panicking at this moment, he put his hands in his pockets and walked over slowly.

He seemed to be in a state of mind to watch the excitement.

By the way, he also took out his mobile phone, found a good angle, took many photos, and sent them to Liu Yu. It is euphemistically said: good brothers should exchange information and eat melons together.