Chapter 279 Huaguo Kung Fu
Looking at the bewildered white man, Jiang Lang smiled happily.
What this man said was bad, he insisted on saying "Miss"!
Isn't this looking for scolding!
I don't know that in Huaguo, young ladies are always scolding.
He coughed in a low voice, "Cough~ two! I'm sorry, my friend doesn't welcome you, please leave."
Jiang Lang felt that he had given enough face and was very polite.
But in life, some people just like to be cheap.
"Boy~ Nothing to do with you! Get lost!"
"This is Great America, isn't it your Huaguo, keep a low profile and understand?"
The two pointed at Jiang Lang with their toes high, their faces full of arrogance.
They wanted to save face from Jiang Lang.
According to what he has known for so many years, these Asian men are all cowards, and they dare not trouble their white men at all.
Only, this time.
Obviously, they got the wrong guy.
Jiang Lang's eyes were slightly cold, like a thin line, "I'm the most annoying, who is pointing at me!"
"Be careful, I broke your hand."
The two white men were visibly angry.
They didn't expect that in Millikin, a country of white supremacy, a small Chinese would dare to confront them.
"What's wrong with you? All of you Chinese people are rubbish!"
"Women are also sluts. Do you know how many Chinese girls in our school are vying to climb into our bed?"
"The men are all East Asian sick men, and the women are all Asian horses, easy girls..."
Before the other party finished speaking, Jiang Ting, who had been sitting next to her, stood up abruptly, with a face full of anger, and picked up the wine bottle on the table.
bang~
Blood splashed everywhere, mixed with alcohol, floating in the sky.
Maxon covered his forehead in pain, never expecting Jiang Ting, who looked at the gentle and quiet, to move her hands so fiercely.
"Fuck~ You stinky bitch!" Maxson scolded angrily, and at this moment he didn't want to pick up girls anymore.
Raising his right hand, he waved hard.
If this slap was real, the thin Jiang Ting would probably be hospitalized directly.
However, Jiang Lang's movements were faster than him.
Standing up abruptly, he kicked directly, with great force.
Bang!
Kicked a few meters away, flew around with the nearby tables, chairs and benches, and fell to the ground.
Maxon's friend was so frightened that he looked at Jiang Lang tremblingly, his voice anxious.
"I, I,..."
Jiang Lang cursed casually, "I can't say anything, I should hit!" He raised his right hand and twitched it violently.
The white man in front of him, like a spinning top, spun around on the spot, and then covered his face and staggered to the ground.
This other movement obviously attracted the attention of the people nearby.
They were all with the mentality of watching a movie. In their guess, it might be Jiang Lang who gave in and watched the two white men leave with his sister.
Unexpectedly, things were different from what they expected.
Jiang Lang's snappy movements made countless people's jaws drop.
"Wow wow ~ kung fu! Definitely kung fu!"
"Huaguo Kung Fu! It's actually real!"
"Wow~ so handsome! Brother!"
"Did you see that kick just now kicked people away?" Someone tried to gesture with excitement on his face.
"..." Everyone was discussing.
Among them, there were also a few white girls, their eyes kept firing at Jiang Lang, and they secretly flirted!
Obviously, Jiang Lang's actions made them feel good.
The bar manager stumbled past, sweating profusely.
"Fake~ Who is making trouble!"
His face was full of anger, giving the impression that he was going to eat people.
Then, Jiang Lang just gave him a cold look, and he was so frightened that his hair stood on his head.
He had only felt this momentum from the big boss of the hotel.
However, it should be said that it is even more powerful than the big boss.
Of course, what frightened him even more was following the opponent's turn.
Several tables of guests who were originally sitting not far from the next door stood up at the same time. They were all in uniform black uniforms with bulging pockets, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.
Fuck... trough!
Is that a gun?
No... that's definitely a gun!
What are these people doing?
The Adam's apple trembled slightly, and the bar manager looked at the fallen tables, chairs and benches, and the wine bottles were flying around, scattered along the mouth of the bottle.
After being silent for a long time, he said tremblingly: "Well, the guest~ hit, hit, hit... if you break the table, you have to pay for it."
"Leidong~" Jiang Lang snorted.
"in~"
"Open the money!"
"Yes." Lei Dong walked up to the bar manager, took out a dozen dollar bills from his wallet, and threw them on the manager's face without counting them.
Dollar bills splash and fall in the air, on the ground.
however.
The bar was silent.
If it were any other time, seeing so much money, everyone would go crazy.
But now, they dare not move at all.
No one is a fool, they know that this group of Asians is definitely not simple.
After all, no one came out for a drink, and there were ten or twenty bodyguards beside him, which was simply unbelievable.
"Is that enough?" Lei Dong asked, with a cold expression on his face, strangers should not enter.
"Enough...enough...enough!" The manager nodded quickly.
On the other side, Maxson, who was about to pull out his phone to shake people, was also silent.
Originally, he was still very unconvinced when he was kicked by Jiang Lang.
But now...
He didn't know where he was, he kicked the iron board.
Quietly put the phone back, tilted his head and closed his eyes, pretending to be unconscious.
Seeing this, the companions on the side were dumbfounded.
Seeing Jiang Lang turn his head and look over, he hastily closed his eyes in a mannered manner, and pretended to be dead.
I'll go~
This guy is really shameless!
Jiang Lang was also stunned by the opponent's face.
You are the one who is looking for trouble, and you are the one who scolded people, so you are scared now?
However, the wheel is shameless, Jiang Lang has never been afraid of anyone.
She ran over cheaply and kicked the opponent's ass a few times.
Hearing the other party grunt twice, trembling with pain, and pretending to be dead, Jiang Lang was also convinced.
Shaking his head, Jiang Lang sighed silently.
He wondered if he didn't read the almanac when he went out, why did he encounter so many fucking things when he first came to Millikin.
Looking at Qingchuan Ryoko and Jiang Ting in front of them, "Let's go~no fun!"
"Hmm~" Jiang Ting nodded calmly.
Qingchuan Liangzi on the side just stared at Jiang Lang curiously.
Among the people she has come into contact with, there has never been a man as powerful and domineering as Jiang Lang.
Taking the two girls downstairs slowly, Jiang Lang first sent Qingchuan Liangzi back to the room, and then personally sent Jiang Ting back to the room.
however.
What was also strange to Jiang Lang was that Jiang Ting seemed a little sullen along the way, as if she had something on her mind.
"Little sister, what's wrong with you? Are you still thinking about what happened just now?"