Although he flung it casually, Zhao Yu secretly increased his strength.

　　 With a "pop", the stool knocked the heavy hot pot down, the hot hot pot soup splashed all over, the chicken rolled down, and other things like tableware and wine glasses made a clink and a mess.

what……

　　 oh oh oh...

　　 A table of people hurriedly jumped back, although they were not scalded by the hot soup, they still spilled a lot of oil.

　　 "Hello? Are you looking for death!" The seven big men immediately rushed to Xingshi and asked, "Is it a lunatic? Hey!"

　　 Seven people pointed at Zhao Yu and yelled, but Zhao Yu didn't even bother to turn his face back. She still sat firmly on the seat, and leisurely took a piece of chicken with chopsticks and tasted it, as if nothing happened just now.

　　 Zeng Ke and Wu Xiumin sat at the far end, and the two looked at each other, and also felt incomprehensible to Zhao Yu's behavior. Because this is a public place, their voices were indeed louder just now. If they were in theory, they were at a loss.

　　 But they don’t understand Zhao Yu at all. Zhao Yu is the kind of master who has no chance to create opportunities to cause trouble. How can he easily deflate?

"Boss, can't you eat chicken well? Huh?" Ran Tao saw that Zhao Yukui was still and didn't respond, so he muttered in a low voice, then slapped his chopsticks on the table dejectedly, stood up, and pointed. In front of those seven people.

　　 "Made!" One of the seven people had already picked up a plastic stool and wanted to retaliate, but suddenly he saw Ran Tao's uprising, but he was so frightened that he stopped his movements.

　　 Kaka...

　　 Ran Tao moved his muscles and bones sideways, the bones creaked, and the seven people's hearts were immediately tightened, and their faces appeared timid.

　　 It turns out that these seven people are just civil servants of government agencies. Although they are big and thick, they are all gentlemen, not social gangsters, and have never fought at all.

　　 And Ran Tao was born with eagle-eyed eyebrows, tall and mighty, and his heavy clothes couldn't stop his bodybuilding explosive body, so as soon as he stood up, he shocked the seven people.

　　 "Oh!" Ran Tao also drove the ducks to the shelves. After sighing helplessly, he raised his arms and asked, "Which one will come first? Hurry up, I haven't eaten a bite of meat here, I am very hungry..."

　　 "..." Ran Tao said so, the seven of them were even more timid, and no one dared to move.

　　Zeng Ke and Wu Xiumin, who were sitting across from each other, subconsciously moved the stool back, looking like that, as if they were worried about splashing their own blood.

　　 "Stop the ink! How about so many of you! Why don't you go together?" Ran Tao clenched his fists, and his fists rattled.

　　 As a result, the other party became more jealous. After a long time of boredom, one of the courageous stood up and shouted at Ran Tao: "Okay! There is a kind, you guys wait for me! If there is a kind, don't leave!"

　　 After finishing talking, the seven people grabbed their clothes and purses in a hurry and walked to the door. One of them even opened his wallet tremblingly and checked out the waiter.

　　 "You...you wait for me!" Before leaving, the man yelled again, and then all of them fled and ran away.

　　 "Grandma, a bear! What is this?" Zhao Yu spit out the chicken bones in his mouth, and said depressedly, "A bunch of trash! Seven big living people can run? I'm drunk too!"

"Oh! Boss, it's not that I said you," Ran Tao said depressedly, "They just told us to be quiet, and there is no malice. Why do you throw the stool? Can you still eat the chicken? "

"Oh..." Zhao Yu nodded and said seriously, "Well, Ran Tao, take off your clothes, can we make gestures? I haven't moved my muscles and bones for several days... um... …Hey, Tao, Tao Tao... why are you going?"

　　 "Toilet, toilet..." Ran Taofei also ran away.

　　 Turning his head back, Zhao Yu turned his attention to Zeng Ke and Wu Xiumin, and the two hurriedly picked up the bowl to block their faces, and then quickly ate chicken...

　　 "Oh!" Zhao Yu threw away his chopsticks, raised the wine bottle, and drank. The right leg is stepping on the stool next to him, like a bandit bully.

　　 "Hey, boss, boss... don't... don't..."

　　Who knows, Zhao Yu was drinking, but an untimely voice came from behind him.

　　 Hearing the sound, Zhao Yu put down the wine bottle and looked back, but he saw that the middle-aged man sitting in the corner for dinner had already walked towards him quickly. And the simple-looking young man was struggling to stop him.

what's the situation?

　　 Zhao Yu took a closer look, but saw the middle-aged man staring at him viciously, anger revealed between his brows.

　　 "Boss, let's have something to do! It's not guilty to breathe for this kind of person!" The young man tried to persuade him, but the middle-aged man seemed to hesitate.

　　 "My Nima, what the **** is this?" Zhao Yu glanced at them, without even thinking about it, directly pointed a **** over.

　　 "Huh! You can't live by yourself!" Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man pushed the young man away, came directly to Zhao Yu, and sat on the chair next to him.

"In this world, there are two kinds of people that I hate most!" The middle-aged man said coldly, "First, hooligan! Second, stinky hooligan! I think if there are no such two kinds of people in the world, it will change. Be cleaner! What do you think?"

　　 "Oh, then why don't you commit suicide?" Zhao Yu glanced at him disdainfully. Although he had already seen that this middle-aged man was not a benevolent person, he still urinated and slammed back.

　　 "Huh!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "You need to do two things now, first, apologize to those people just now; second, apologize to me! Otherwise, you will never have a chance again!"

　　 "Okay!" Zhao Yu first said "I'm sorry" to the door, and then smiled and saluted the person, "I'm sorry!"

　　 "Huh?" The middle-aged man was taken aback.

"Oh ha ha ha ha..." Zhao Yu couldn't help but laughed up to the sky, pointing at the middle-aged man with his **** and said, "I have already apologized for what you said! You can get fucked, oh ha ha ha ha, Tortoise son, play with Lao Tzu, you're still a little tender...oohahahahaha..."

　　 Seeing Zhao Yu's smile was about to cramp, Zeng Ke and Wu Xiumin shook their heads, their expressions looked awkward and embarrassing. Where is this still a dignified special team leader?

　　 "You!" Only then did the middle-aged man realize that Zhao Yu was playing tricks on him, and he burst into anger and shouted, "It turns out that you are not only a stinky rascal, but also a shameless stinky rascal! You are simply the best!"

　　 "Thank you for the compliment, ha ha ha!" Zhao Yu clasped his fists and said respectfully, "You also have two things to do now, first, take off your pants and wait..."

　　 Before Zhao Yu finished speaking, the man kicked in anger. Zhao Yu had been paying attention to him and quickly jumped away. Who knows, although it looks like an understatement, Zhao Yu's stool still flew out flat and fell on the pillar with a snap.

Wow……

　　 Zhao Yu was surprised secretly~lightnovelpub.net~ This man is sitting on a stool and kicking his legs. He has such a strong force, it seems...

　　 Before Zhao Yu had time to think about it, the man rushed to Zhao Yu and punched him in the neck.

　　 Boxing wind hunting, Zhao Yu instantly felt an unstoppable wind swept across. He hurriedly raised his hands to block, but he never expected that the man just made a false move and rounded off with his right hand. He even smashed a plastic stool from top to bottom, trying to directly cover Zhao Yu inside.

　　 Zhao Yu is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, so he hurriedly fisted up to the sky and made a soaring punch from Street Fighter out.

　　 Snap...

　　 The fist passed through the stool leg and hit the stool heavily. Due to the fierce strength of the middle-aged man, Zhao Yu actually smashed the hard plastic stool through with this punch! The fist passed through the stool, and the entire stool was wrapped around the arm!

　　 "Fuck me!" Zhao Yu yelled, and immediately flew out and went straight to the man's abdomen.

　　The middle-aged man was quick to move. After dodgeing lightly, he dashed forward and fought with Zhao Yu.

　　 At this time, Ran Tao, who went to the bathroom, came back. As soon as he came back, he saw this amazing scene.

　　 "No? Boss, how can this be sung again?" He said with a dusty face, "Why is it so difficult to have a good chicken?"...

　　

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