sinovels Chapter 59: The Beauties' Counterattack at the Hot Pot Restaurant
Chapter 59: The Beauties' Counterattack at the Hot Pot Restaurant
Lin Bei looked at the winter melon slices in the bowl, didn't say anything, and continued to eat with his head down.
In situations like this, the best course of action is to remain silent.
After all, no matter what you say or which side you favor, it will cause dissatisfaction among the other party.
Since they like to compete, let them compete; that would be much more interesting.
As for Su Qianqian, Lin Bei didn't care about her at all.
She just added food to her plate; she was only there to join in the fun.
Moreover, neither Song Qingning nor Wu Xiaoxun would consider her a rival.
as predicted.
When Song Qingning and Wu Xiaoxun saw Su Qianqian adding food to Lin Bei's plate, they only glanced at her and didn't say anything more.
After all, they felt that Su Qianqian would definitely not be interested in Lin Bei, so they were safe.
However, the gazes of the boys at the surrounding tables gradually shifted from initial envy to jealousy.
Having dinner with these three beautiful women is already a great pleasure.
As a result, the beautiful women are now adding food to that guy's plate?
On what basis is this?
Even if that guy is somewhat handsome, it's not like three beautiful women would fight over him.
hateful!!!
The boy with glasses at the table to the left put down his chopsticks completely.
He glanced at Lin Bei's bowl, which was piled high with fatty beef and mutton, as well as shrimp paste and winter melon slices.
Looking at the empty oil dish in front of him, he said to his companion beside him:
"Did that guy save the galaxy in his past life?"
His companion slammed his beer mug on the table and let out a long sigh: "Cough..."
"It's so frustrating to compare yourself to others!"
The four of them ate for about half an hour, and then Lin Bei got up to go to the restroom.
The men's restroom was dimly lit, and a sign above the urinals read "No Smoking".
As it turned out, there were three people smoking under the notice.
As Lin Bei stood in front of the urinal, the young man in the floral shirt next to him took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, flicked one out, and handed it to him.
"Big brother, you're really amazing."
Lin Bei took the cigarette, tucked it behind his ear, zipped up his pants, and went to the sink to wash his hands.
The young man following behind him was still saying, "Three stunning beauties, each a campus belle!"
"They're all at that level, how did you manage that, brother?"
Lin Bei put his hand under the dryer and said something amidst the noise of the machine:
"It's really nothing. If you meet someone you like, just confess. Even if you get rejected, you should still keep going."
The young man took out a lighter and lit Lin Bei's cigarette.
When Lin Bei returned to the hall.
From a distance, I could see five or six men gathered around my table.
The way these people are standing doesn't look like they're passing by or waiting for a table.
Instead, they surrounded the four-person table by the window, blocking out all the outside light.
One of the men, shirtless with a thick gold chain around his neck, was leaning forward with one hand on the table, speaking to Su Qianqian while his breath reeked of alcohol.
The two men standing next to Song Qingning and Wu Xiaoxun both had cheap dragon tattoos on their arms.
Moreover, these people were talking and making moves at the same time, trying to harass Su Qianqian and the others.
Lin Bei neither quickened his pace nor shouted.
As he walked over, he casually picked up an empty beer bottle from the empty table next to him.
The shirtless man reached out to touch Su Qianqian's face.
As a result, he only stretched his hand halfway out.
Su Qianqian suddenly stood up from the chair, grabbed his wrist with her right hand, and simultaneously grabbed his elbow with her left hand. Using the twisting force of standing up, she pulled and flipped him over.
"Bang!" The shirtless man's beer belly flipped over in mid-air.
Then, his back slammed heavily onto the floor of the hall with a dull thud.
The hot pot broth on the table even shook twice from the tremor.
The entire hall fell silent instantly.
Even the copper pot on the next table stopped bubbling.
The shirtless man's companions were all stunned for a moment.
Then, he swore.
The two rushed towards Su Qianqian.
The other three people went to pull Song Qingning and Wu Xiaoxun away.
One of them grabbed Su Qianqian's shoulder from behind and tried to pull her backward.
Lin Bei, standing three steps away from them, swung the beer bottle he was holding at them.
"Bang!" The bottle hit the back of the head of the man who was grabbing Su Qianqian's shoulder with a muffled thud.
Green glass shards exploded, splattering a few pieces into the bottom of the pot on the next table.
"Ugh..." The man groaned, clutching his head and staggering two steps to the side.
As a result, Lin Bei caught up and kicked him in the chest.
They kicked him and the chair to the ground.
"Screech..." The stool leg scraped against the tiled floor with a sharp, piercing sound.
Su Qianqian turned her head and exchanged a glance with Lin Bei, neither of them saying a word.
"Damn it!" A drunken bald man next to him grabbed an empty wine bottle from the table and smashed it at Lin Bei.
Lin Bei dodged to the side, and the bottle smashed against the wall, shattering on the floor.
Just as the bald man was about to pounce again, Song Qingning rushed over from the side, grabbed the large bottle of plum juice on the table with both hands, and smacked the bald man in the face.
"Bang!"
The plum juice splashed onto the bald man's face, and his nose started bleeding immediately.
He covered his nose, squatted down, and wailed.
Wu Xiaoxun was not to be outdone at this moment, and immediately joined in when her companions started a group.
She picked up her handbag from the table and slapped the drunk man who was trying to grab her arm.
"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"
As Wu Xiaoxun slapped and shouted, the metal buckle on her bag left several red marks on the other person's face, causing the other person to thrash around in pain.
Less than two minutes.
Six drunken men were lying on the ground.
The shirtless man leading the group was groaning on the ground, clutching his back.
His companions lay sprawled haphazardly between the aisle and the dining table.
The other diners in the hall also stood up and looked in their direction.
Lin Bei threw the broken bottle into the trash can and took out his phone to dial 110.
Then, he walked to the counter and said to the clerk, "Please calculate how much stuff you broke just now, and I'll pay for it accordingly."
Seeing Lin Bei's generosity, the shop owner naturally stopped saying anything and began instructing the waiters to clean up.
Lin Bei returned to Su Qianqian, Song Qingning, and the other two, and waved his hand: "Sit down first, we'll talk when the police arrive."
The other three nodded in agreement and began to wait where they were.
However, the way Song Qingning and Wu Xiaoxun looked at Lin Bei was clearly different.
Even Su Qianqian looked at Lin Bei with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
While waiting for the police to arrive, the shop owner had someone clear out a space in the corner of the lobby.
Lin Bei, Su Qianqian, and Song Qingning all stood next to the people lying on the ground.
Wu Xiaoxun rubbed her wrist, which was a little sore from hitting someone too hard.
But she was actually very happy.
After all, what just happened was too exciting for her!
Moreover, Brother Lin Bei is so handsome. He didn't shy away from the crowd at all, which made me like him even more.
Su Qianqian wiped her fingers with a wet wipe, completely unaware of what had just happened.
Song Qingning put the plum juice bottle back on the table and looked at the people on the ground with disdain.
Lin Bei sat to the side, about to take out a cigarette and light it, but then felt something was amiss and put it back.