The middle-aged man with a face full of flesh is Wang Lei, the vice president of this bar. The street thugs usually call him Brother Lei. Since the leader of this area is his cousin, he has a lot of say in this area by taking advantage of the power of others.
While Long Yi was answering the phone, Wang Lei grabbed Xin Qiuqiu's collar with a ferocious look on his face, pulled her in front of him, and said angrily:
"Fuck you, I gave you money to sing in the bar, but you took the money and didn't do anything. Instead, you just chatted and drank."
Xin Qiuqiu covered the bruise on her right shoulder with her hand, looking pale and about to cry, "I'm sorry, Brother Lei, I... I've already played and sang for three hours this afternoon, and my salary contract also states that I must play for three hours a day.
So I thought I'd take a break, and my friend came here for a drink, so I joined him."
Wang Lei had a cold face and said sinisterly, "You didn't accompany the distinguished guest I invited, but went to accompany some rubbish friends. I'll deduct 800 yuan from your salary this month!"
After he finished speaking, he glanced towards the place where Xin Qiuqiu had just sat, and his eyes suddenly lit up. The long and straight black silk legs of the sisters Wan Shuang and Wan Xue were reflected in his pupils.
When Xin Qiuqiu heard that 800 yuan of her salary would be deducted, she felt extremely aggrieved and distressed, but she did not dare to refute. Crystal tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Xin Qiuqiu, are the two ladies at that table your friends? Invite them over to have a drink with us, and we'll keep the 800 yuan."
Wang Lei smacked his lips as he spoke, his tone unable to conceal his excitement and greed.
Xin Qiuqiu felt a chill in her heart. This guy was notoriously lustful. He had defiled countless female college students who came to the bar to work part-time. Now he even had plans for Wan Shuang and Wan Xue.
She quickly said, "It's okay, Brother Lei, you can just deduct the 800 yuan from me. My two friends already have male companions, so please don't bother them anymore."
"Bothering you? There are so many girls here vying to drink with me. I'm showing them respect by letting them come over to drink. Get out of here!"
Wang Lei's strong right hand pushed Xin Qiuqiu, who was standing in front of him, and made her stagger. Then he quickly walked towards Wanshuang Wanxue.
"Brother Lei, please, they are all my good friends. Besides, their boyfriends are here..." Xin Qiuqiu endured the pain in her waist and once again stood in front of Wang Lei and begged.
Bang!
Wang Lei raised his hand and slapped the man hard, cursing, "Get lost! I'm in a good mood today and don't want to argue with you. If you dare to say another word, I won't let you leave the bar today!"
So what if she has a boyfriend? Even the King of Hell can’t stop her in my territory. They’ll definitely have to accompany me for this drink today!"
Xin Qiuqiu was slapped and fell onto the wine table next to her, with blood oozing from the corners of her mouth. She knew she was powerless to stop Wang Lei, so she could only shout loudly to Wan Shuang and Wan Xue: "Wan Shuang, Wan Xue, go call Mr. Long, run quickly..."
At this time, Wan Shuang and Wan Xue heard the noise and looked towards the door. They saw Xin Qiuqiu lying weakly on the wine table, and a bald man with a fierce face was walking towards them.
"What happened to Qiuqiu? Wasn't she called away by the boss? Why is she lying on the table now?"
Wan Xue anxiously stood up and planned to check on Xin Qiuqiu's injuries, but unexpectedly Wang Lei blocked the aisle and said with a wretched smile:
"Little beauty, are you coming to the bar tonight? Your friend is fine, he just accidentally fell while delivering the drinks just now."
Then he took a step forward and sat down on the sofa with his legs stretched out.
Wan Xue was forced to retreat repeatedly and said angrily: "Who would believe your nonsense? Qiuqiu is obviously beaten. If you don't get out of the way, we will call the police!"
"Oh, little beauty, you have a bad temper. I like you like this. I wonder if you are so hot in bed too?" Wang Lei rubbed his hands with a lewd smile.
Seeing Wan Shuang Wan Xue's beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings and her hot upper body at such a close distance, he felt a surge of evil fire in his lower abdomen.
Wan Xue's face turned pale. She had never been teased with such vulgar language before. She could not suppress her anger and poured all the remaining wine in the glass on Wang Lei's face.
"You lecher, why don't you look in the mirror? You have the nerve to flirt with a little girl with your fat, greasy face. It's disgusting!"
Wang Lei was immediately drenched, with lemon slices from the wine scattered on his shiny bald head, making him look funny and ridiculous.
"You stinky bitch, you don't want to be given face, right?"
He immediately stood up, kicked the table away, swung his arm high, and was about to hit Wan Xue in the face the next second.
Wan Xue didn't expect that the other party would dare to hit her in public. She didn't have time to dodge and saw that a slap as big as a palm fan was about to hit her face in the next second.
Her eyes were closed tightly, her face full of fear, but she did not move.
After opening his eyes, he saw Long Yi, who had just finished a phone call, coming back to his side, holding Wang Lei's wrist tightly with his right hand.
"Are you fucking tired of living? Let go!" Wang Lei roared.
But no matter how he struggled, the big hand was still like a pair of pliers, and the strength on his wrist became stronger and stronger, causing him to curl up like a shrimp in an instant due to the pain.
A hint of sarcasm appeared on Long Yi's lips, and he sneered: "Let go? As you wish."
With a click.
Long Yi twisted his right hand, and Wang Lei's wrist suddenly made a teeth-grinding sound of bone cracking, and drooped down in a strange posture.
"Ah... bastard, my wrist..."
Wang Lei screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, his whole body was exhausted, and he collapsed on the sofa.
Such a loud noise immediately attracted the attention of the entire audience. Even the music stopped and there was silence.
Long Yi looked at Wang Lei coldly, while Xin Qiuqiu, with tears in her eyes, trotted over from a distance.
"Kid, you're done. If you can walk out of this bar today, I'll take your surname." After Wang Lei caught his breath, he pointed at Long Yi's nose and spit.
Long Yi sneered, "You harassed and assaulted my friend. Breaking one of your wrists would be a light punishment."
"Bullshit! Xin Qiuqiu is my employee. I pay her salary. What's wrong with her getting slapped twice by me?" The murderous intent in Wang Lei's eyes became more and more intense, and he wished he could eat Long Yi alive.
"Did you rinse your mouth with feces this morning? You keep swearing. If you don't know how to speak, just shut up." Long Yi said calmly.
"Fuck! Do you, a young boy, have the right to point fingers at me?" Wang Lei was furious.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Xin Qiuqiu quickly stepped forward and grabbed Long Yi.
"Mr. Long, it's all my fault. I made a mistake at work. There's no need for you to have a conflict with Brother Lei because of me."
After she finished speaking, the tears in her eyes fell uncontrollably. She looked aggrieved and hid aside in silence.
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